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Why Chris Brown Will Not Go To Jail, No Matter How Hard He Seems To Try

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I don’t mean that he will never go to jail at all, because everything that goes up must come down, and eventually studio lawyers and PR people can only do so much for a person who is completely intent in ruining their own life. But for now, in this country, Chris Brown is untouchable, and not just because he’s rich and famous.

What we have here is the classic good vs. evil battle, that we are so familiar with from comic books and action movies, but that we rarely recognize in daily life, even though it’s there. A hero can be as amazing as Superman, as brutal as Batman and as witty as Spiderman, but the truth we all know is the villain crosses a line that the hero can not cross. Would any of us repeatedly punch, choke, or bite our girlfriend? Would any of use attempt make freeway pizza out of the woman we loved? No, but Chris Brown would. Would we go on national TV and pitch a fit in the green room, smash a window and get mad when they reported it? Chris Brown would. Would any of us put the lives of others in direct and indirect danger because we didn’t get our way, despite the fact that we already have legions of devoted fans, more money than we could ever reasonably spend, and good looks on top of that? The Joker Chris Brown would.

The problem with people isn’t that most of them are bad. They’re not, and that’s a good thing. But one of the drawbacks of being mostly good in a society, is that when we do get a line crosser, we’re ill-equip to deal with it.

Everybody wants their sacrificial lamb, that’s what The Jersey Shore is for, but people really want their first impressions to be true. They want their lines to remain uncrossed. Yeah, Ronny from Jersey Shore is obviously a woman beater, but we knew he was bad all along. Chris Brown takes pictures with puppies, Chris Brown is a Nickelodeon sweetheart, Kids Choice Award darling, Chris Brown doesn’t bite women, or break windows, or steal phones when he’s already on probation for biting a woman (and punching her, and choking her, and threatening to murder her.) But he does, and instead of following the rules and being appropriately remorseful for the things he’s done and taking his licks like a good celebrity, he tweets at all of us to eat a dick because he has a Grammy and we don’t. Well, most of us don’t.

Anyway, the reason Chris Brown will not serve jail time is because there are infinite second chances for a person like him. The shit he did, and the way he did it is so completely outrageous that we’d all rather be in denial that we’re the type of society that puts a 16 year old boy on an international stage, but then gets incredulous when he has no adult life skills. People are aching for his apology, for his redemption. His prescribed next move is to keep his fat head down long enough for this all to blow over, and when he refuses to do that, society is at a loss.

If he’s bad, and we made him what he is, does that mean that we’re bad? Yeah, we’re a little bit bad. Society can make you a star, and society can tear you down again, but society can’t make you a sociopath. That’s a condition that you’re born with. It takes a special kind of man to be one of the worst human beings anybody knows and still tell the world to suck your balls. That’s a line nobody will cross to go after your ass.

And that’s why Chris Brown won’t be seeing the inside of a jail (for awhile anyway.) He’ll go to anger management, or he’ll go to rehab, in Malibu, on the beach. But if he doesn’t go to jail, we can all still walk around in denial. We deny that we made a monster, but in so doing we fail to see he was a monster already, we just made it okay for him to be as bad as he possibly could be. And we continue to do so.

Twitter Tells Me: Sex, Suicide and Unsafe Driving

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As is my habit (and in order to get the poetry as far away from the top of the page as I can) I have once again turned towards twitter for blog inspiration. Here are the tweet suggestions my lovely followers have given me.

Teddy_Picker: You and Dr. Boyfriend boning. I always enjoy hearing about that.

sarahcampeau: @Teddy_Picker yup…let’s live vicariously through you!

punkn: @Teddy_Picker Agreed!

Considering that I just learned that at least 2 of my boyfriend’s friends from high school read this blog, I have a new found respect for the concept of modesty. But I do always say that I’ll answer any question and tackle any subject. On those principals, I founded my life, and out of respect for them, I refuse bitch out. Also, I’ve ran this whole post by him to make sure I’m not offending his sensibilities. So, if you don’t want to hear about hardcore, long-term-monogamy-style fuck-fests, read no further.

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I love having sex with my boyfriend. I don’t understand when people say they get bored with sex. They must not be doing it right. Yeah, it’s the same basic thing every time, but so are deviled eggs, and no red-blooded patriot can get enough of those motherfuckers.

For example, the other day, I was already late for work and packing my lunch in the kitchen when Ben came up behind me and bent me over the counter. I told him I was late for work, and continued to bag salad fixings, but we both knew I had no plans to stop him.

Sometimes the best part of waking up is cumming your brains out with your face smashed into the cutting board next to your lunch. I’m glad to say I went 3 for 3 in about ten minutes that morning. Sadly, Ben was 0 for 0 despite my efforts. If I am a sexual sprinter, my boyfriend is more of a cross country guy. Don’t worry, I have every sportsmanlike intention of helping him make up for the loss.

wotusay91: Is it nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles?

This is from the bit in Hamlet where he’s contemplating suicide. Having contemplated suicide myself, and not being suicidal at the moment, my answer is a firm “not exactly.” The way Hamlet sees it, he has two options available. Either he continues to be a victim, or he fights back. But not through victory, through the ultimate defeat.

When contemplating suicide, it can seem like your choices are limited. Your vision becomes blurred, you can only see the bad. But the light comes in when you realize that total victory over your “sea of troubles” should never be the goal. It’s the fight itself that’s the difference.

I can feel dragged down by depression more than I care to admit. When I consider the “sea of troubles” my mind pretends I have, fighting to keep my head above water can seem like a daunting task. But when I focus on the fact that I have fought it back, that I continue to fight for my health and well being, every action towards that end is a victory in itself.

wotusay91: Blog about why euthanasia should be compulsory for crusty,s that have forgotten how to drive safely

Euthanasia is a little harsh, don’t you think? My grandmother actually gave up her drivers license recently because she felt that she was becoming a danger, and it’s been really depressing for her. She has friends who still drive, her boyfriend drives and my mother drives her around, but it’s not the same. Not only has she lost a great deal of independence, the drivers license is a symbol of her general decline in health and mobility in the last few years. A decline that she feels she will never recover from.

She has shared with me recently that she’s stopped doing a lot of things she used to enjoy. They have become tedious, they are more difficult lately than they were years before. I’m glad she gave up her license, her driving had gotten frightening. But I hate what that sacrifice symbolizes for her and my family.