If I Were a Vigilante

I woke up shortly before my alarm to go to bathroom.
Figured that since the alarm was going to be going off in two minutes that there was no point in crawling back into bed and getting comfortable.
So I perched on the side of my bed reading over some of the news stories in my feed.
Which is when I came to the story of a pedophile.
This individual committed over 140 assaults on children (some of whom were babies) recorded the assaults and kept them on his phone.
In folders.
Pictures.
Videos.
With the names of his victims.
That is when I read about his defense.
His defense: He really loves children and does not remember even committing these assaults.
Bullshit!
Judge called bullshit too.
Said due to the fact that he kept them organized in file folders and no real show of contrition he was not sorry.
What he is sorry about is he got caught.
And will now spend at the very least 16 years in jail for the harm he did.
Out of an 18 year sentence.
140 acts of assault perpetrated on children.
Videos.
Pictures.
And the bastard only gets 18 years.
Should be 1 year per assault for up to 140 years in jail.
I know there are those out there who would cry about the inhumanity of it.
How about I shove a giant stick up your ass and you can tell me all about how inhumane it would be to send me to jail for life.
Belief would change in a heartbeat.
I was sitting here thinking of the damage this man has done.
Not a man but a disgusting piece of phlegm spit up and left to marinate in the filth of his mind.
And how unfair it was that he only got 18 years.
But then I realized, he will never live that long.
I hope that as he is beaten to death that it is a slow damaging death.
I hope that there are various objects found thrust into his orifices, prying them open as blood gushes to the floor.
I hope that he feels every kick and fist that pounds into him.
I hope that they carve the name of his victims into his skin with an ice pick.
I hope that the pain and death the he feels with be kept going for weeks and months but that will not happen.
I hope though that the other inmates in the prison he is sentenced to discovers who he is.
And I hope that one night they might forget to lock the cell door to the segregation unit that he is being kept in and his death is long and torturous.
Girls.
As young as 9 months.
To the age of 9/10 years old.
He is 24.
Sept. 27/22

Deep Breath In

There is that one person.

The one who is tech challenged. Who does not want to hear a word that I say even though it is something to do with Scene+

First time she looked at me blankly.

Second time the crease begins.

Third time she begins to nod her head.

Fourth she appears to have gotten it.

But she did not.

Then I have to come back and explain more information.

I explained it once and went right over her head.

Finally I just walked away.

Customers were coming to tell me the internet was down and they could not be registered.

Do you have a box #?

Yes.

Do you have a physical address?

Yes.

Did she ask you?

No.

Back to the table we go and once more I explain what she needs to do. And once more when she does it the way that I have now told her umpteen dozen times it works to register the customer.

I walked away shaking my head. Sometimes it is better to keep the mouth shut and the thoughts to myself.

Sept. 26/22

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