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I feel terribly sorry for the families who lost their loved ones in this horror smash, but I have to disagree with the sentiments blaming police. The driver chose to steal a car, chose to speed the stolen car past police, and chose to run red lights. Through his conscious choices, he became a mass murderer. By the time he ran that last red light, and killed a family, the police had already stopped, deeming it too dangerous, and the driver responsible for the carnage was weel aware of the damage a car as a weapon can do, having been facing charges for a similar incident last year. The cynic in me, however, acknowledges that is is likely to be far more lucrative to blame the police, than putting the responsibility where it really belongs.
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Rest in peace Alex Chilton, and thabk you for all the music
seriously, can it just get better for a little while now?
*said through a stuffed up nose and a squeaky throat that is so sore and swollen it feels like I've swallowed a watermelon whole*
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Hmmm, everyone's a critic about my music choices. Trust me to get an appliance that gives attitude as it dies *g*
Til this week, when I took the time to re-read it. And I found I was far more engaged by a second reading than the first had ever had on me. I kept reading parts that seemed brand new, I couldn't remember reading them the first time around. It seemed so much more exciting, I was drawn deeper into the story. The Deathly Hallows made much more sense on the second reading, and I even liked the epilogue. - had I really missed all this on my first reading? Or were my expectations simply lowered this time?
Whatever, in a week of lows, I really enjoyed re-reading this book. *g*
I'm incredibly happy with the school we've chosen for Jason thus far, but even more so after reading this report about the school in Sydney caging kids with autism. I can understand completely how worried the parents would be, especially if their child, like Jason, is a runner. I can also see why they would accept even so rudimentary an attempt to keep those children safe. One of the features of our school that made it particularly appealing to us, was the six foot boundary fence; with the main Sydney/Melbourne train line running through our town, plus the Olympic Highway, and the Billabong river, I'm glad that every effort is made to keep all the students, special needs or neural-typical, safe. Maybe the Dept of Education could look into this idea for all schools?
over at
jongibbs lj you can nominate up to two of your short story and/or flash fiction titles. I'ts a bit of fun, and lets face it, stray over-sized El Dorado Cadillacs in the streets of Culcairn not withstanding, we all need more fun in our day *g*
I'm not a huge car fanatic, mostly I can tell what colour they are, it's the men in my family that obssess over the year and make blah blah blah. But even I knew what this car was as I watched it gently navigate around the roundabout today. Mind you, the one I saw was dark brown, and had brown and white cowhide seats, complete with a set of polished cow horns on the front, and I've had Bruce Springsteen's Cadillac Ranch stuck in my head since I saw it!
- Mood:
awake
