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As we were waiting for the announcement of the Michael Jackson verdict, since I work with all women, I heard such comments as

"He is simply a child with the urges of an adult."

"He doesn't understand what he did."

"I think he is simply a sucker for children, he didn't mean to actually hurt them"

"He never had a childhood! How can you blame him!"

Is it just me, or does the motive of the crime still not change the crime?

Their opinions if he were to be sentaced:

"I don't think he should go to jail, he might get hurt!"

"Is only saving hope would be the strong black community in prison would probably protect him."

"How could they put that man in jail who only meant to help children?"



I am not sure if they are retarded, simply have no idea how horrific child molestation is, or do not understand the full meaning of the word justice.


2 Responses to “Minority”

  1. Blogger Im A Foto Nut 

    Simple, they have to be retarded!

    Same thing where I work.

  2. Anonymous Anonymous 

    Anyone need a baby sitter? I hear he's taking on new kids!!!

    M.

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