In my family, that was the dynamic. A boy could do no wrong, a girl was slut shamed. My mother believed firmly that you stood by your man no matter what so when my drunken father threw her around the room she saw it as a badge of honor not to leave. Nice example when my brother came along. When I finally finished…

I didn't fight much with my little brother, but we never really clicked, either, he being 9 years younger than I. He was always the favorite, however- my parents, and especially my mother preferred boys and that was obvious given the amount of coddling he got. He was the family rock star, I was the black sheep. Now,…

I started to love my neighbor more after I shrugged off the yoke of Catholicism. Catholicism taught me that it was ok for my dad to beat up my mom and that boys were superior to girls. No thanks. I'll pass.

That's nice, but not the norm in my observation.

Thank you for missing the point.

They have since found that he used the rifle to commit most of the murders. Some of the kids were shot up to 11 times.

How fast do you think you can kill 20-30 people with a stick or a rock? How far do you think you will get before someone takes you down? With that logic, I may as well carry a rock in my pocket and keep a brick on the nightstand. Just as easy, right?

When Jefferson said that, the Government did not have Blackwater-type mercenary cops, drones and Apache helicopters fitted with gatling guns and Hellfire missiles.