No I'm not talking about a street-walker, prostitute, or loose woman. Well, at least I don't think she was any of those things. I'm talking about an incident that occurred on Easter Sunday when a 42 year old woman shot and killed a 19 year old woman that came to her house for Easter dinner dressed in shorts that were too short. Those must have been some provocative shorts. {insert fashion-victim joke here}
I'm all for setting young folk straight about the proper attire for semi-formal occasions, but yelling at or say shooting someone in the head in order to get your point across seems to be going a little too far. If it was God that the 42 year old was trying to appease, I don't think he is any happier now that Daisy Duke is dead. And if it was other relatives that the 42 year old was trying to impress, I don't think they were very impressed by the site of brain matter in the driveway. The worst part of all this (aside from the murder) is that the young woman was in the process of leaving when the shooting occurred. Way to shoot a person in the back. Maybe the 42 year old was just jealous of the 19 year old's awesome gams (why we ever stopped using this slang term I'll never know, but I'm all for bringing it back).
Despite the fact that it appears as though people are losing their minds nowadays, it is more likely that this has been going on for ages and no one really noticed. Now that we have internet and tv we can see every little retarded thing that every crazy lady, psychopath, and murderer does on a daily basis. This overload of information is great for entertainment value but gets depressing after a while. Not to mention the fact that it is easy to get paranoid upon hearing about all the murderers, rapists, and just outright insane people out there. A while back I read a history book on early America that talked about the common occurrence of people, even women, traveling alone and staying in an inn in a room with strangers of various genders. This was made possible because people weren't as paranoid and also probably because no one changed their clothes except once every couple of weeks or so. There was probably the occasional psycho that preyed upon strangers, but they were subsequently caught and hanged or no one ever found out what had really happened to poor Aunt Mae who went on a trip by herself. Either way, random violence didn't factor heavily into most people's thoughts back then. Oh for the good old days.
Then again, the good old days often allowed domestic violence and incest to continue unchecked. It was the family's problem and no concern of the community's unless it became a public issue. Now you have everyone getting all up in your business and calling child services when you spank your kid in public. I guess we just have to take the good with the bad. Either way the story I cited above is a perfect example of the degradation of society on both ends of the spectrum.
