I've never understood how it is, with all the anti-trust noise surrounding Micro$oft, that no one has looked into the clear, ongoing collaboration between Microsoft and Intel. I guess none dare call it conspiracy.
The U.S. leads the world in the number of people imprisoned, and has for a while. And not as a percentage of its population, but in gross number of people locked up. But as we're all about progress, we've hit a new high, or perhaps a low: 1% of our adult population is in prison.
I just spent an hour and a half in an IM conversation with a friend from out of town. I hadn't heard from her in a while, so I was really glad to catch up with her. We've both had our rough patches, and we've kind of seen each other through a few of them over the past decade or so. Her last one was being shafted for a bunch of $, among other things, from the last love of her life. Jackass got some out of her mom too. Funny thing is that this (our friendship) has all been over the phone, or via e-mail, or whatever. We've never met in person. I think that physically the closest we've ever been is about 500 miles apart.
I think I finally understand being sexist. I say this because I want to hook up every ripped-off, beaten, grifted, raped, abused, or otherwise damaged-from-some-guy female friend of mine into a support group. I want all those women to look out for each other when some asshole hits them again, or steals from them again, or shoots up again, or whatever. I know it wouldn't work, but I want them to take care of each other, and talk each other out of making another bad decision. And yes, maybe there's a little of me that wants someone to put a cap in someone else's ass.
I know this won't work. I also know it's sexist in the way I'm proposing it. But banding together all my friends, without regard for gender or sexual orientation, has even less chance of working.
I know it happens to my male friends too. I know it happens to my queer friends. I'll be happy to help there too. I don't know how polarizing all my friends into mutual yet separate support groups is actually going to help. But god damn it. It kills me when it happens to someone I know. It's going on right now: I know it. I try to help in an appropriately disinterested fashion, with as much passion as I can render in my correctly disinterested state, or even outside of it on occasion.
I'm not helping enough. I want to help more. I can't.
Please don't try to make me feel better about this: that's not what this is about right now. I want my friends to feel better. To live without fear of being ripped off, beaten up, raped, and otherwise made to feel worthless by someone who putatively loves them. Then I'll feel better, at least about them.
Because then the little I can do for someone else will, at least sometimes, be enough.