Toddler Molestation

First things first: I'm losing my voice and it sucks.

On to topic:
As i laid in bed last night watching TV, coughing my lungs out, and wishing i could fall asleep, i flipped the channel to 41, where Nancy Grace was ranting about something (again). I stopped, however, when the subject she was ranting about caught my attention - some sick-nasty, selfish, creep had turned himself in for sexually assaulting a girl less than three years old and video taping it. It's not like hearing about this type of thing is surprising, but a toddler? Is that even REMOTELY understandable? No. It's not. First of all, no one should sexually assault and abuse anyone. But come on. She was two and a half years old. Why would someone find that desirable? And then VIDEOTAPING it? I guess he wanted to show his friends how capable he was of getting such a hot piece of ass.
But seriously. It's awful. There's no telling what kind of affect that will have on that little girl when she's old enough to understand what he did to her. I can't imagine myself fathoming a piece of information like that. And, apparently, this guy was running from the cops and got pulled over for a DRIVING infraction, and confessed: "I'm tired of running from you," and vomited.

It's amazing to me. I watch the news every morning when i wake up and get ready for school. I've come to notice that there is never anything positive, either (unless you count the stories on who might win Dancing With the Stars).

Not to mention how desperately we need rain. My God. I hope no one decides to roast marshmallows outside and then drops one on the ground after setting it ablaze.
Pray for rain. Or, if you don't associate yourself with any type of religion, pretend you're a Native American and do some type of rain dance.

I think a more appropriate title for this blog would have been something involving the words "corrupt" and "society" and "we live in". Or something.

I'm now going to escape reality and enter my utopia: the world of softball. Nothing to worry about but you and the ball. It's fabulous

Go Boston!