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I'd scream until I coughed up blood, if it would change things. It won't. So, I don't. Here, however, I pay to do my screaming -- will it make a difference... I doubt it -- but, maybe someone will read this and think deeply enough about it in order to bring about this revolution I so deeply feel needs to hit us like an atom bomb!



Today, I stood alone at my job and swallowed emotion as I heard the Sean Bell verdict. 50 shots fired. Innocent men dead or maimed. A bride loses her husband hours before the ceremony. One of the police officers that pulled his trigger took friends out to a $4,000 dinner the next night. I stood alone, no one to discuss a verdict of NOT GUILTY.



I listened to the news with my fiance as officials claimed that testimony of one of the shooting victims lacked credibility because he was unable to remember if he was shot while inside his car or while running for his life. This questioning took place while he was in the ICU.



The widow and the victim's families quietly, but tearfully made their way from the courthouse as the public erupted outside. The only statement the widow made to the "mayor" was "Please, just don't let this happen to someone else."



The defense and city officials said the trial was only to set the families up for a civil suit.



I'm not going to rehash anymore details at this point. I am sick to my stomach with our society. Our two-faced, sacrificial-lamb-seeking, biased, racist, self-serving society. Part of me feels like vengeance on the rise and the other feels a hopelessness enveloping me.



I am suffocating with watching as we are fed poison and what's more, those that feed us no longer hide the skull and cross bones on the bottle. Again, part of me, stands at the ready -- ready to stand and FIGHT my heart out for what's right for ALL of us... I almost laugh at the fact that to do even say so out loud is like signing my own death warrant.



So, at work, I stood alone and held back tears of frustration. Unable to express feeling like an expendable piece of meat -- and knowing that I would be expressing nothing but the truth.

Okay, so yeah, I have stepped out of the VR loop for a bit, but I can't help but feel a little pissy when I see pics I had hunted down or created on my own in the profiles of others. Yeah, I realize this is fantastically silly. Still... as the headline says "I'm a child". That's my story and I am sticking to it!



Some of you are making mods to pics I spent countless hours hunting down and making them look like poop. Ah, I said "poop". All is right with the world again.

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LadyKrystalynDarkstar
06:48 Apr 25 2008

Do you own them?

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CryingDutchess
03:25 Apr 30 2008

LOL, actually, LKD nope -- I don't own a pixel. I have no particular right to moan about a single thing. *grins wickedly* Just the hours spent hunting down specific images or scanning them from things I own (but did not create).

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