Capital punishment, The Drug War, & Condom Runs

The state I live in is currently trying to decide whether to bring back capital punishment in light of a recent kidnapping/murder/sexual assault on a ten-year old girl. I'm all for it. Aside from drug addicts, which I will return to momentarily, child molesters have the highest rate of recidivism and notoriously evade their parole/probation officers and refuse to obey the registration laws. I know there is a lot of controversy over 'curing' said criminals. I don't buy any of that shit. Some people are simply born evil. Others have a chemical or other organic reason for their ills. And, yes, I know that victims often become abusers. Whatever. I don't believe that therapy or drugs or whatever is going to cure these perverts of their disgusting urges. And a system that will give a first time drug dealer a longer prison sentence than a child molester has serious issues! It's beyond belief that child molesters can get a five year sentence, be out within two years and first time drug offenders are getting ten or more years. Of course, the prisons are full of drug offenders to the point that no one goes to jail or prison for that right now and they're shoveling inmates back out like a child shovels sand at the beach, but convicted child molesters can walk out of prison and disappear (and frequently do) back into society and continue to harm children. Do drugs harm kids? Yes, they do. They harm adults too. I just think it's a twisted system when something so heinous as sexual assault of a child gets such meager treatment and drug addicts are treated as though they raped a nun. And, while I'm on the drug issue, for any of you who have not figured it out yet, WE HAVE LOST THE DRUG WAR!! We lost it long ago. I'm not saying it's right, healthy, or anything. Nope. But, does anyone realize how much of our national debt would disappear if the shit was legalized, as heavily taxed as booze or (gasp) cigarettes, and fines for selling to minors or not having a tax stamp were imposed on offenders? ALL of it, people, all of it. Also, along with that, if prostitution were legal, drug trade and domestic violence would drop. I'm not kidding, and I have been hearing this from cops for over a decade. Of course, with politicians running the show, the issues will never be adequately resolved until one of their kids gets raped and killed, only then will it be a national issue. Probably wouldn't take as long to get the sicko the shot either. Okay, I'm done with that...for now. Fair warning, it is one of my favorite hobby horses, so it may appear again.

Onto condoms. Prophylactics. Rubbers. Raincoats. So many names for such an ugly little item. Sorry, but they are not attractive. And all these colored and flavored things? Whafuck? Ribbed for her pleasure. Yeah. And so fucking many! Good grief! Different brands. Different types. Different sizes. Sizes? When the hell did that happen? I must not have been paying attention, but the last I knew, they only came in one size. Aren't they supposed to stretch to fit? I know they stretch. I've used several to make terrific water-balloons during my misguided youth. Back then there were like four brands, one size, lubed and non-lubed, ribbed ones, and those silly novelty ones you could buy for three quarters at the local gas station. Those had funny-looking anemone like things on the ends or were otherwise decorated. I distinctly remember looking for them in a store in my hometown when I was around 16. They whole display took up maybe four rows on one those rack things about two feet long. The rest of the area was filled with gels, foams, sponges, and pregnancy tests. Now all of these things are kept in locked glass cases like they're the crown jewels and take up an entire wall! And expensive! Oh my god! Last time I bought some, I paid like $2.50 for a pack. One kind I say the other day was like $10. For little tubular latex shit? I know they're needed and healthy and so on, but $10? For like a pack of four? No wonder these things are all over campus for free in these little baskets. Not only does it promote safe sex, but the damn things are almost prohibitively expensive. I mean, cheaper than a baby or VD, but shit! Now, for those who may be wondering why I am ranting about this, I had to go peruse the damn things for the first time in years. Not for me (don't ask), but for my oldest son. Fine. I'm a liberated woman and a 'cool' mom. I'm also not stupid. Girlfriend of 17 + 15 year old male child = teenage sex. He and I have had several talks, he knows the risks, he's fairly responsible (aside from his room and his mouth), he's smart, and he's a walking hormone. They both are. I know, I've been there. So, when he told me that it might be a good idea to obtain some condoms, I said okay. Outside. I said okay on the outside. Inside, I started crying and wondering when he stopped being three and screaming that I need to go get chains and locks for the basement. Then I quit panicking and went to Wal-Mart. And KMart. Target. Every drug stoe in town. And discovered that what I had believed to be a simple trip for protection for my son is not. I returned home empty handed. Well, without condoms. No chains or locks either. I told him about my journey and offered to take him along. He refuses to go with me to purchase these items. Fine. Tomorrow I will take him to whichever store he wishes to purchase these items from, give him my debit card, and wait in the car...shaking and sobbing, I'm sure. And marking the calendar so I know how long it's been when he tells me his girlfriend needs a pregnancy test. I'm trying to convince him that any part of him that touches a girl before he's twenty dries up and crumbles off. So far, he does not seem to buy it. Damn it anyway.