About the Victims of the San Diego Sex Mayor!

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Listening to the latest news on San Diego Mayor Bob Filner, and…can you believe it? He gropes, he fondles, he has a good time!

Gee, will they make him go home? Stand in a corner? Something else?

And, my mind goes to the victim. Who should also stand in a corner.

Being a victim is a state of mind. It means you have agreed to take it…whatever ‘it’ is, you’re going to take it.

Not being a victim means you’re going to give it.

Pretty simple, eh?

But I want you to think about something, sex victim Irene McCormack Jackson is going to be paid a few million for being a victim.

First she sues San Diego Mayor Bob, then she goes after the city, and she’s got Gloria Allright, a definite non-victim, to make sure it all happens.

I remember when I first heard about suing people for fun and profit.

I was four years old, Ohio, and my parents were laughing because some guy slipped and fell on an icy sidewalk, so he was suing the owner of the house next to the sidewalk.

I asked my parents why they were laughing, and they said because that person who slipped and fell was blaming his clumsiness on somebody else.

It was my first lesson in taking responsibility for one’s actions.

Or, in the case of Mayor Bob and all his Gropees…non-action.

What if the ladies who were groped and fondled suddenly slapped the mayor? Oh, but they can’t do that…they are victims! But who made them victims? Why don’t they go sue their parents? (And, eventually, they will.)

But it is their fault.

What if, when Mayor Bob asked Irene to lose her underwear, she said, “I lower the drawers, you raise the pay…and I ain’t putting out…short dick!

Now that’s a Victim!

And the city would be spared putting out cash, and Gloria Allright would have to go find work she is truly qualified for…like maybe a fry cook.

Well, I’ve enjoyed this rant about helpless people making money because they are…helpless, so let me close it with an anecdote regarding the TSA screeners.

My wife came home and stated that she did not like being patted down by the screeners.

I told her she should do what I do when confronted by the glad hands crowd…ask for somebody young and pretty.

Take that, Gloria!

Come on over to The Daily Neutron and get groped!

Have you read the latest book by Al Case…The Day They Bombed the Hell Out of Los Angeles?

This has been a page about the San Diego Mayor Bob Filner and his filthy sexual depravations. Heh heh!