CHIP, CHIP, CHIP-A-ROO!

Most of you who are my regulars here or friends with me on Facebook know that I love my creepy crime shows and documentaries.
In particular, serial killers.
In particular, how to spot them BEFORE they become full blown serial killers.
According to all of the documentaries I’ve watched and most of everything I’ve read – years of reading and studying – there are two traits that are common in MOST, not necessarily all, serial killers.
1.) Animal cruelty.
2.) Arson.
There are other behaviors to be considered of course and an overall mental health check up wouldn’t be a bad idea but those two traits pop up on just about every serial killer out there.
So, here’s my thought.
If a child displays those two traits, and whatever else is needed to deem these children potential serial killers, why don’t we just chip them?
Seriously. I watched an interview with the mother of a serial killer and she told of her son setting his sister’s bedroom on fire at the age of 4 because he was mad at the sister.
The mom shared this story like she was telling you, “Looks like it’s gonna’ rain today.”
Really???
The mom goes on to say that as her son got older he would put puppies in a box and shoot them.
AND SHE DIDN’T KNOW THERE WAS SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER KID????
She said, “He was just a normal little boy.”
Okay, setting your sister’s bedroom on fire and shooting up boxes of puppies is NOT a “normal” little boy.
CHIP THAT KID!
I’m sure chipping a kid is against a million and one laws in this country but if a parent was willing I don’t see why it couldn’t be done. You can put a chip in your kid’s tooth in case they get lost or taken. Put a chip in your kid before he ends up the one taking a child.

How much easier would it be for law enforcement to track and find a serial killer?
Little Johnny starts some fires and kills some animals when he’s 8 years old. Take him to the doc, get him evaluated and if all signs point to being a serial killer, get a chip put in him.
That way ten or fifteen years later when 30 women come up missing and buried somewhere in the desert outside of Phoenix the cops can check their serial killer chipped kids – now adults – to see if they’ve been in that area.
I think it would work.

What say ye’? Would it work or is it cruel and unusual treatment?
You know I wanna’ know your thoughts so leave ’em in the comments below.
Please, and thank you.
It’s a brisk day here in Boise. Seriously considering turning on the heat but nope. Not gonna’ do it. I agree with this Michigan mom, Autumn Brandon on Facebook.
I had a similar sticky note on the thermostat when my kids were growing up.
We’re supposed to have a wonderfully rainy weekend and I’m happy about that. I love rainy weekends where you can snuggle in and catch up on some reading, or at this time of year, snuggle in and watch – for me – a semi scary┬ámovie, very, very semi scary.

What are your plans for the weekend?
Staying in or going out?
Please share.
Mimi’s quote for the day –
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TOUGH TITTY TUESDAY – DAMNED IF YOU DO

TOUGH TITTY TUESAYToday’s ‘Tough Titty Tuesday’ features me.
I’m saying “tough titty” to myself.
Here’s why.
***I’m sick of this whole presidential thing.

***I’m sick of people judging me on my political choices. I don’t slam them for theirs. In fact, I couldn’t care less who everyone else is voting for. Or not voting for. Voting is a privilege in this country and I plan on taking advantage of it.

***I will NOT apologize for voting for Trump.

***Voting for Trump does NOT make me –
Ignorant.
Uninformed.
Trailer trash.
An inbred Jed cuz fucker.
A racist.
Or someone who is against women and trying to throw this country back 100 years.
I know what Hillary Clinton is bringing to the table. I’ve watched it for the last 8 years.
I’ll roll the dice with Trump.

***I saw people on FB bitching that there wasn’t a “Pray for Haiti” FB profile pic.
For fuck sake.
There’s an Asian aisle at the grocery store and a Mexican aisle too. I’m Italian. I’m not bitching about not having my own fucking grocery aisle.
Nobody said life was fair.
Not everybody gets a profile pic. Not everybody gets their own grocery store aisle.
Not everybody gets a trophy.

***I read a headline today that said some guy threw his mother out a window and then jumped down to beat her to death.
What the fuck is wrong with people???

***I’m sick of family members being assholes.

***I come to at least three, 4-way stops every day. Why don’t people know how this works???

***Why do the stores have to rush us thru every fucking holiday??? Can we get thru one without the rest of the shit being brought out?
Makes me want to become a Jehovah’s Witness. No celebrations. Not even your fucking birthday.

I could go on and on but ya’ know what?
Tough Titty to me because there isn’t a fucking thing I can do about any of this.
People are going to be jerks. Can’t change that.
What on this list can I change?
Pertaining to other people, not much.

Pertaining to myself.
This –
***Stop or cut down on reading/watching the news.
***Get rid of the toxic people in my life. – This is happening.
Most importantly –
***DON’T TAKE ANY OF THIS SHIT PERSONALLY.
I’m working on that one but you really almost have to rip your emotions and common sense from your heart and brain and walk thru life in a bubble being void of being human because inevitably, you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t.
***When the going gets tough say “fuck off” more often. Altho I can’t imagine saying it anymore than I already do.
So. This was a lit’l different take on ‘Tough Titty Tuesday,’ huh?
Sorry folks. Sometimes it is all about me.

Happy ‘Tough Titty Tuesday.’ Do whatever makes you happy and if some jerk crosses your path, tell ’em fuck off. It helps.
Mimi’s quote for the day –
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