Written on July 2nd, 2009
Okay, you know I am a Christian, in the sense that I believe that Jesus was the Son of God. I totally believe that, and no one will ever sway me. You know I love God.
Do my actions bespeak a Christian? Hell no. But my God and I have an understanding, see. I pray, and I rant and rave, and I know He rolls His eyes at me and thinks, “there she goes again, but she has a good heart”.
I BELIEVE that.
So, when I was scrolling through the WHAS11 website today looking for updates on my beloved Dr. Nethers, I saw a headline that read, “Baby Who Was Microwaved as an Infant is Two Years Old and Doing Well”.
A BABY? MICROWAVED?????
Seems her dad/mom’s boyfriend/whatever cooked her in a fucking microwave for 20 seconds.
I did not read the article, as I felt my mind literally slipping. I can actually FEEL it shift when I hear of atrocities to children.
Matt told me that the guy was retarded, and felt he was just warming her up.
Fine.
A retarded man in charge of a newborn baby. GREAT judgment on someone’s part.
It reminded me of Andrea Yates, the crazy ass who drowned her six kids (or was it seven)? Clearly, the woman was deranged. I have no doubt that she was batshit insane and truly did not know what she was doing.
Then, there is Susan Smith, the one who strapped her kids into car seats and pushed her car into a lake so they would drown, because her boyfriend did not want kids.
Evil. Pure and simple.
There is crazy, and there is Evil, and occasionally the two are combined.
My question for you, Larry, is the same one I ask my brother: WHY would a loving God allow such torment for innocent children?? He can perform miracles. I believe this.
Do NOT tell me that He gave us “free will”, because I doubt very much an infant being microwaved is cool with such treatment. Adults may have free will to do whatever the hell they please, but the CHILDREN?
The only way I can placate myself when I hear stories like this is to assume, and try to fervently believe, that angels are holding these precious babies in their arms so they do not suffer. All these kids who are abused and neglected and tortured and raped–please, confirm that you believe in angels, or I will lose my fucking mind.
And, do not tell me, as my brother does, that “God is just”. I know that is true, as well, but again….where is a just God when these helpless creatures are suffering so?
Free will to man…fine. But you know what? God could have literally sent a lightning bolt to knock the power out.
The crazy woman who drowned her children: God could have caused HER to slip and fall and knock herself out. She would have been hospitalized and very quickly deemed insane and thus appropriately treated.
I know that there is ultimate justice, Larry. I believe that.
But why must these poor babies suffer in the first place????
I don’t fucking get it, and it makes ME insane.
We took Brad for his 4 month shots today, and his cries of pain just about wrecked us both. Just IMAGINE a baby who goes through pain and torture Every Day at the hands of a goddamned monster.
Free will???
Nah.
God could stop it, so why doesn’t He????
I am not attacking you in any way, honey. I swear I’m not. I am just furious and confused and the idea of ultimate justice doesn’t cut it with me when I think of babies here in Louisville who are suffering unspeakable torture.
Make me feel better, please.
No small request, I realize, but if anyone can do it, you can.
Everyone else is more than welcome to participate, as well.
As usual.
Written on July 2nd, 2009
The lovely Rebel wrote and told me of the “Daniel” invasion.
This is no good, because Matt is at work and left his laptop here, so he can’t fix it.
Your suspicions are grimly correct: I wll have to do it. Matt is going to walk me through the process.
One of two things will happen, kids:
1) I will listen carefully and do exactly as I am told, and everything will be cool.
2) I will fuck up and shut the site down permanently, as well as cause every one of y’alls computers to crash and perhaps even make the food in your fridges spoil.
Brace yourselves for disaster.
I will do my best.