May 18 2009

Greetings my Dear Readers,

I come to you today totally bagged out and exhausted from the first long weekend of the dreaded tourist season that turns my sleepy little Paradise Vacation spot into a thriving Metropolis of insanity for approximately 100 days a year.   But as I have a few things on my mind this evening lets get right to it shall we...


First up:  Insanity

Last week in a satellite community not all that far from me, a young child was sexually assaulted while she slept.  Apparently a stranger entered the home through a back door that was some how left unlocked while the family was asleep and made his way to the child's bedroom.  The child's screams as she struggled against her attacker awoke her parents who had been asleep in a nearby room and brought them to their daughters rescue.  The attacker fled the scene and remains at large.  Authorities have warned people to keep their doors locked at night but are not saying much else.

Now, I'm no police investigator but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that this was no random attack.  First off, how was this sicko able to make his way through the home to the child's bedroom without disturbing anyone else in the house?  Clearly he knew exactly which room to find the child in and how to get to it.  My guess is that the attacker is a friend of the family, someone who knows the family and child well enough to have been inside their home to know which bedroom belonged to the child and which belonged to her parents. How else was he able to make his way through the home in the dark to exactly the right room without disturbing anyone.

How is it that the back door just happened to be left unlocked on this particular night?  Perhaps this family seldom locked its doors or maybe the attacker had been a guest in their home that very evening and purposely left the home through that door hoping it would be over looked and left unlocked.

Either way, the authorities should stop looking at the community as a whole and start taking a much closer look at the families friends and associates.  It is possible that the attacker may well be a stranger who took the time to stalk and monitor his target long enough to get all the info he needed  for this attack and was just lucky enough to find an unlocked door on the night he made his move.  But highly unlikely.  

A child's room is suppose to be a place for a child to be safe and secure.  Free from the dangers of the world.  Sadly, in todays messed up world, and with the monsters who wander our streets a child isn't even safe in the confines of their own room.
 
Clearly no one in this sleepy satellite community will rest easy until this sicko is found and removed from the streets.


Next up: Change on the Horizon

When 2009 began this Cold Hearted Bastard had big plans for the coming year, but the death of my Friend and Boss put all that on hold as I was unexpectedly thrust to the forefront having to suddenly step up and attempt to hold together a thriving corporate business and large number of grieving staff.  Now five months later as things seem to have stabilized and as we gear up for another summer of utter insanity, I now find myself looking at homes in another quiet and sleepy retirement community in a much colder area of the country.  

My only decisions now will be:

1 - Whether or not to remain in my current and secure profession or change gears all together and once again roll the dice of Fate, and
2 - When to pull the pin and bail on Paradise and make the move to a this new and much colder location.

Maybe a trip or two in the coming months to this possible new location will help bring these answers.


Finally:  City Life and Whack Jobs

The state of Mental Health in this country is reaching disturbing lows.  Every major city and minor town has its share of whack jobs who wander the streets the yelling and screaming at thin air.  What once was a sad and unfortunate sight, is now becoming all too common virtually everywhere in this country.

Just the other day in my quiet vacation nook, I was outside one of our local malls when I was approached by this relatively young man who was quite aggressively yelling at thin air.  I automatically assumed he was on a cell phone, only to discover that no, he was in fact having a rather heated and aggressive discussion with invisible people.

As he continued to approach me, he was screaming that he would not be saved, that there was no up and no down and that we were all going to the abyss.  As I braced myself for what I expected to be a violent meeting he turned the corner and the started heading away from me.  Then stopped, turned to face me and screamed at me "I won't be saved, just come over here and try and see what you get" while staring pure hatred and death in my direction.  I just rolled my eyes and ignored him.  Not getting any reaction from me he continued on his way yelling and screaming at thin air and threatening anyone who crossed his path.

To be honest he reminded me of a young man who a few years ago, got jacked up on cocaine, cut off his own testicles and walked naked down the street screaming "Sinner's Repent!"  until he was subdued by authorities and taken for Medical and Psychiatric attention.  This is very likely the same young man.

These people are not only a danger to themselves but to others, if this screaming lunatic who had tried to threaten me, had encountered a small child or senior citizen would he have hesitated to attack either of them?  

I know this isn't going to be a popular opinion, but these unstable freak shows either have to be locked up for their own protection where they can get the care they need,  or society has to put its foot down and have these freaks euthanized for the safety and well being of the population as a whole.  

For the cost of a few 10 cent bullets, authorities can clean up our streets, save tax payers millions of dollars and actually make our city streets safer for law abiding citizens.  But will this happen?  No.  The bleeding hearts who run this country will continue to pretend the problem doesn't exist and ignore these unstable wastes of humanity while they harm and maim the good and decent people.

In short, Some things never change.


Until next time,
Your Cold Hearted Bastard,

D.