An acquaintance from work, whom I happen to be fond of, and who also attends my church has been found guilty of owning and making child porn material and sentenced to seven years of monitored treatment. I'm not sure of the details: making material could mean just compiling it, I don't know. I found out yesterday night at a party. Bloody fucking hell. I hate this fucking world and I feel like an idiot for leading such a carefree life. Is it really responsible to be reading the Fioretti while this is going on?
The timing is spooky as hell too, I'd been raving about how sheltered this town is. I wanted to write about an event last week during which I totally messed up and I was treated which such gentleness by someone in that same church that I thought I'd write about it here, as a reference for later. Maybe I still will. I'm tempted to still appreciate the things about my town which I like and find incredibly nurturing, but maybe it's time to swallow the red pill. I hate this fucking world.
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