The never ending SpermLand tragedy.

Got a call tonight from my SIL. And.. my bride saw it on her SpermLand news feed though names have not yet been released until family is notified.

One of DW's HS BFF's younger brother was shot and killed in an under cover drug sting when he pulled a gun on the police while selling them drugs.

Smh.

My wife is of course in tears for her BFF. I also feel for her and of course seeing my bride heart broken breaks my heart. However, the BFF and her kids are dope heads. No one ever learns from the tragic SpermLand crap. Ever. Sitting around smoking a joint while crying about the now dead drug dealer dope head brother/uncle.

Of course there are the tears, etc.... I am sure it will not be long before the complaints start about how the police shouldn't have killed him, etc, etc, etc.....

After a couple of hours of phone calls and tearful bonding between my DW and several of her BFFs over the news, as we were getting ready for bed, my bride turns to me and says... do you understand why I never went back. It was not a question. It was a statement. She also commented that my son told her in a conversation between the two of them not all that long ago that if something happens to me SS forbids his mother from ever moving back there.

On the one hand I am sad for my wife. She wants to be there for her friend. On the other hand .... good riddance.

Not a pleasant juxtaposition of feelings. I want to be sensitive but ..... I can't get past the never ending stupidity that has it's epicenter in SpermLand. Countless teen pregnancies, countless deadbeat multiple breeding unwed fathers, countless dope head criminals, countless rip off artists, never ending drama of serial victimhood, repeated bankruptcies, foreclosures, reposessions, termination from jobs for basic things then complaining about getting fired, repeatedly doing the same stupid shit over and over and over again while expecting a different result. It never ends.... until an idiot makes a fatal decision. Then starts the crying and gnashing of teeth.

Then, when it all goes down the crapper over a really bad decision the idiots all circle the waggons and blame everyone else for the idiot results other than the one who made the idiot choices.

Thankfully my bride avoided the major genetic flaws that are so prevelent in that genetic cesspool of a shit hole.

I am so tired of cringing every time the phone rings and the call is from that area code. I am tired of having to watch my bride break down into tears and having to hold her while she sobs in pain over the never ending shit storm that place produces.

On a positive note... I got to talk to the kid today. We had a nice hour on the phone. He updated me on work, school, romance, the USAF, etc, etc, etc...... That he and his mom are past that place is the greatest blessing in my life.... and theirs.

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My heart goes out to the

My heart goes out to the officers who had to take a life in order to protect themselves. That's a heavy burden that's been foisted on them.

I think in this life, we sometimes have to make some hard choices in order to have a better life. For some, that means loving from a safe distance. For your bride and many others (including myself), we can either save ourselves and have a peaceful, high quality life OR we can be a part of our family of origin. There is no fence sitting.

Your bride knows whats what, Rags. All you can do is be there for her.

Absolutely. I feel far more

Absolutely. I feel far more for the officer who had to shoot him than I do the deceased or the deceased's family and friends.

It is a tragedy for the family of the deceased but the officer who shot him will have to live with that for his entire life.

No matter how you look at it,

No matter how you look at it, it is just sad. Drug addiction is so powerful and so preventable all at the same time. I don't think I will ever fully understand.

Just be there for your wife. Remind her that this isn't your son, your son is doing great things. Help her to be there for her friend. But that is all you can really do.

Oh- side note. There are great meal delivery services (I love HellloFresh). Sending a week or 2 of that might be a big help to the friend. She would still have to cook but at least she wouldn't have to deal with shopping. It tends to be my go-to for those dealing with the loss of a loved one.

Hello fresh, blue apron, etc.

Hello fresh, blue apron, etc... are a great idea. Thanks for the suggestion.

With people like this BFF's brother I fall back on the fact that his demise is entirely due to his personal choices. Repeated stupid decisions that impacted not only his life but the lives of his family and even worse, the lives of the police officers that had to deal with his shitty self determined existence in a way that will impact their lives and the lives of their families.

smh

It sounds like your bride

It sounds like your bride managed to escape by the skin of her teeth a lifetime of poverty and drug abuse.

I had a friend who got addicted to prescription pills. It was hard watching her go down that path. For my own personal sanity I had to end the friendship. I saw recently both her parents passed with in months of one another, while it saddened me it wasn't enough for me to want to reach out back into that crazy world of drugs and discontent to talk to her.