Showing posts with label child rape. Show all posts
Showing posts with label child rape. Show all posts

27 June 2008

Friday Wrap-Up

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First, I want to make a clarification on a post from earlier in the week. I did a little rant about the word REDISTRIBUTIONIST after a bit of back and forth banter with Jay. Based entirely on my interpretation of his comments to my post, I got the feeling he may have felt misrepresented. I want to clarify that my issue was with the word "redistributionist" - not with Jay, his political stance or even the meat of his post. The last thing I want to do is to appear to "edit" the facts to favor my own position - whether that be cowgirl or missionary.

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Two landmark Supreme Court decisions this week - both of which I believe were well made. On Wednesday, the Court rejected the death penalty for raping children. Is the rape of a child a heinous crime? Without a doubt, but this country does not impose the death penalty for crimes where a killing does not take place. Although we have what I feel is the best judicial system in the world, it is not perfect - mistakes do (and have) happened. Although this was not a popular decision, I do believe it was the right one.

Yesterday, the Court ruled 5-4 that Washington DC’s ban on the legal ownership of handguns was incompatible with gun rights under the Second Amendment. This decision was not only a victory for our Constitution, but for common sense. Just look up the handgun violence statistics for DC and you'll discover that criminals still have them, even if it is illegal. DC's law did nothing but take handguns out of the homes of the people who do the "right" thing and register them.

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I've come to the conclusion that I have a "familiar" face. At least once a week (seriously, once a week) someone is stopping me to ask if I have a sister or if they know me. I find this almost amusing as I am not a "typical" woman - maybe a typical Amazon woman, but not a "typical" woman. You'd think, if they did know me, they'd remember my 6' tall, onehundred and *cough*sputter*I'mnottellingyou* pound self!

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A recent conversation with husband that sums up the current state of our sex life. This short, disturbing exchange took place as I had my hands, which were lathered in lube butter, tightly wrapped around a fresh ear of corn, moving them up and down while gently twisting, as I lovingly stroked distributed the butter onto each kernel preparing it for the heat it was about to receive.
Husband: That's obscene
Me: I was thinking more along the lines of erotic!
Husband: No ... it's obscene
I guess he'll be skipping a hand job manual stimulation from anyone other than himself for the next few ... ummmmm ... millenniums!

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