Let myself down

Grrrr

Sometimes I really piss myself off.

Last Saturday (6th March), I got the nod for our game (after not playing since December!) and managed to keep a clean sheet and play well. I also got a nasty whack to the ribs, which has been a problem since, but there was nothing going to stop me keeping my shirt!

So, yesterday the management kept faith with me, and i let myself down. That'll be me back on the bench again!

We lost the game 4-0, but only the 4th was my fault. And it was a horrendous mistake I made. Just before, I was thinking that, though we'd lost 3-0 (the 4th goal was in the last minute), none of the goals were my fault. And then I fucked up.

I didn't do enough during the game to cement my place anyway - my kicking was good, but i wasn't decisive or commanding enough. That was nobody's fault but my own. I just need to play consecutive games, but after yesterdays showing, i'll not have a chance!

SO FUCKING WHAT!?

I found myself saying this, with my voice raised, around every half hour from 6am until about 6pm.

The reason?

Jon Venables.

The evil, vile, disgrace of a human being, who, along with his mate Robert Thompson, abducted James Bulger on February 12th 1993. After abducting the poor little lad, they tortured and eventually murdered him. James was just under a month short of this 3rd birthday. Venables and Thompson were 10.

They were found guilty of his murder, and were sentenced to custody until adulthood. They were both released (on lifelong licence) in 2001, with new identities, aged 18.

Now, Venables is back in jail. I've heard 3 different reasons why. I don't know what has actually happened. I doubt anyone claiming to know actually does.

Right, back to the point of this post.

Every time i heard the news on the radio today, i hear about why we are not allowed to know Venables' new identity. And it was with this statement, that i couldn't help but say the words 'so fucking what'. We hear, that, if Venables' identity is revealed, there will be people out there who will try to murder him. The same people who threatened him upon his release in 2001.

So fucking what?

Let us know who this vile creature is. Then perhaps send Ross Kemp out with a vigilante crew to break the little fucker out of prison, and torture and kill him. Everyone would watch.

WHY does our justice system try to protect this being? He's not human. And, for as long as he's alive, he's a drain on each and every one of us. We pay our taxes to protect his identity, to feed him in jail, to keep a roof over his head. What's the point?

It makes me so angry. I know i'm not alone in this feeling, though.

Our country has gone to shit. Our priorities are all wrong. Drop everything to help the scum bags, and do everything to punish the folk who try to do everything right.

We have overcrowded prisons, which means scum roam the streets who shouldn't. We have sick, disgusting, vile animals in our prisons who don't deserve to be alive (including Venables). Too many murderers and paedophiles re offend when they managed to get out of prison. Again, Venables is an example. These people don't deserve to breath the same air as the rest of us. And I don't want to hear about how the people who commit these offences are 'ill'.

I am not scared to admit I would like to see the death penalty introduced for murderers and paedos. It'd help our 'overcrowding' problem, and give our justice system (which is a pushover) some spine and will almost be feared.

Sorry for going on.

Someone'll catch up with Venables (and, no doubt, Thompson) one day, and when they do, will you care?

(I know I've more than slightly contradicted myself, but i don't care)

Mouth, this is foot. Foot, meet mouth

I saw an old friend today for the first time in years.

Chatting away, he commented that he felt old knowing i had three kids. He then said he'd had to buy hair dye to cover up his greys...

me: 'Don't be such a fucking queer!'

him: 'The thing is, I am one'

I'm such a knob head