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June 12, 2020

I’ve never been able to shut my mouth.  I chew with my mouth open, I cough and sneeze with nary a restraint and I blurt out whatever thought comes into my mind.  J/K on the chewing, sneezing and coughing.  Not kidding about that last one.

I’ve never been able to suppress my anger when bullying is at hand.  Nobody should.  When I hear about child abuse or even see a movie where a child is harmed it takes me days, if not weeks to get over the despair.  I cried myself to sleep the other night after watching one of the more violent protesters on TV torture a white dog, and I still can’t get the image out of my mind.  You might wonder how a tender-heart like me is capable of writing a book about serial killers.  The answer?  I hate bullying.  Serial killers are bullies.  So I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut when it comes to groups of bullies like Antifa or Black Lives Matter.  Because what matters?  Children. Animals.   People....

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