Sinter Klass

This turned out to be a bit of a rant. Please accept my apologies up front.

Now that November is here, I can admit to the watching of Christmas themed movies (because who wants to admit that they’ve been watching them periodically throughout the year since…well, always?!). I LOVE holiday movies. If they’re themed Thanksgiving and/or Christmas, I’m a happy camper. H!A!P!P!Y!

It really sux is a little annoying that Netflix has so few of these movies from which to choose.  But, no worries as we do own several titles- shocker? Not at all. 

Yesterday, I watched Miracle on 34^th Street with Maureen O’Hara. You know, the 1947 one. My personal favorite (I adore Maureen O’Hara and wasn’t Natalie Wood just the cutest?! and no, I didn't watch it because of all this reopening of Natalie Wood's case-purely coincidental.). One of my favorite scenes is the one when Santa talks to the little Dutch girl. Remember?

I adore that scene. But yesterday, with all the horrid scandals revolving around adult role models and young people, another thought washed over me from the usual sentimentality. Yesterday as I watched this scene unfold I thought to myself that this is the way children should be treated by adults. This is the way a child should feel around an adult- safe and happy. Especially adults who have such influence over children like relatives. And authority figures. And teachers. And parents. And Santa. And coaches. No child should lose their innocence to such despicable actions against them.

Normally, I'm all about civil rights. But not in this case. I do not understand (nor do I care to understand) what goes on in the mind of any sick individual who mistreats/abuses children. It sickens me. I hate that it goes on. I hate that there is even such a thing. And I hate the people who inflict these demented actions on children. 

I am all for nearly any campaign to rid our society of such evil doers. I even have my own ideas as to what to do with these worthless people but I dare not mention any of them as you may find me rather demented myself.

There is no justification for this perversion whatsoever.

I have no idea why such a delightful movie led to this rant. This is the time of year for love and peace and joy. It worse than shameful that there are individuals out there whose actions try to rob of us of our enjoyment of the season.

What do I want for Christmas this year? I would love for Karma to take a great big bite out of any and every one who has committed one of those horrendous acts against a child. I would love for it to no longer be possible that people could even so much as think about harming a child in any way. I would love for all children to be safe from harm every single day and night of their lives.

And sometimes, I think how much I would love to have one of those perves standing right in front of me. I wouldn't even need much time. And I promise the punishment would be lasting and meaningful.