Statistically Speaking

I am. I am a statistic, many times over. We all are, no matter how normal or left of center we aim to be. I began pondering this phenomenon after realizing that every damn commercial, piece of literature, and often times a conversation is led by, or based on statistics. How many are you?

I AM:

The last child
A child born of my father's second marriage
Blue eyed
A child of divorce
A child who was an aunt before I was born
A teenager who smoked cigarettes
A teenager who smoked pot
A teenager who drank alcohol
A teenager who lost her virginity at the age of 14
A teenager who chose to lose said virginity with someone I didn't love to avoid all the drama
A teenager who drove a car without a license
A girl who has shoplifted
A woman who got pregnant out of wedlock
A woman who got married as a result of that pregnancy
A woman who got divorced after 4 years
A woman who has slept with many men
A woman who has had a one night stand
A woman who has experimented with sexuality
A woman who has driven drunk
A woman who has debt
A woman at high risk for breast cancer, statisically speaking of course
A woman who has deliberately hurt someone who has hurt me
A woman who has cheated on a boyfriend
A woman who has slept with a friend's boyfriend
A woman who exceeds the speed limit regularly
A woman who would rather have a massage than sex, sometimes
A woman who eats out more often than cooking
A woman who doesn't always wear a helmet on a motorcycle
A woman who fell in love with a man 20 years her senior
A woman who has very stinky feet
A woman who cries at sappy Hallmark commercials and sad moments in sitcoms
A woman who has taken anti-depressants
A woman who is pro-choice 100%
A woman who is conflicted by organized religion, but completely believes in God
A woman who supports our troops, because they are OUR troops
A woman who believes all of the illegal immigrants should be shipped out
A woman who feels that fighting is unnecessary, calmly talking will resolve things
A woman who believes that domestic violence laws are too lenient
A woman who has been sexually violated
A Statistic

Opinions and Assholes

Opinions are like assholes: everybody has one. I have many. I have many opinions about many things. Ask anyone who knows me. Some would call me wishy-washy. Others would say I just don't know what I am talking about. Both are very true at different times.

Thunder has criticised me for being "less than civic minded". I haven't voted in several years. It's not that I don't care. It just gets so exhausting trying to decypher all of the truths, lies, propaganda and bashing that is shoved down our throats non-stop for a matter of months. I change the channel on the TV and radio anytime one comes on. I don't want to hear it. If I am going to "be" informed, it will be of my own research.

Even if you think you have made the choice for the "lesser of two evils", it doesn't matter. Your voice is mute. All our voice is good for is choosing one of the masses to elect yet another of the masses to one more single person to vote for the ultimate power: the President of the United States of America. Do I trust these people? Hell No! Do you? Look at the downfall right now. We have representatives attempting to entice or hook up with underage boys. All the while his buddies in Congress are trying to convince the voting public that his actions were either not known or weren't that bad. It depends on what time of day their press conferences and interviews are scheduled. It is pathetic.

Then you have a country of average people like you and me discussing the situation endlessly with all of our knowledge and opinions. I am tired.

I quit watching the news because here in the beautiful city of Cincinnati, OH the murder-a-day requisite is numbing us all to the fact that young men and women are killing each other mercilessly out of spite, for many reasons. When a report comes out that this one will begin his/her trial or is being arraigned for a murder committed months ago, unless it was one more heinous, vulgar, and pressworthy than the succeeding slayings, I have already forgotten about it.

It is not because I am apathetic. It is merely a fact that one just runs into another anymore. Personally, if the drug dealers and thugs who get dissed are killing each other, then so-be-it. More power to them! It helps my tax dollars if I am not paying to house the crazy sonsofbitches! The problem occurs when there are children or innocent bystanders who were in the wrong place at the wrong time are killed.

I also am of the opinion that the death penalty needs to be enforced way more often than it is. And, when sentenced to death, the inmates are limited to one year for appeals. Then BANG! Buh-Bye! See you in hell!

I have had enough ranting for one day. I have to go read about the latest murder in my town!