Justice, Wherefore Art Thou

I have watched two amazing women be methodically crushed by two monstrous men for the past few years and it's been unbearable to see how our legal system does absolutely nothing to set things right. These women have tried to escape, but the courts have made that impossible. I am so angry, so frustrated at my lack of ability to help them break free. These selfish, cruel and vindictive men have been rewarded over and over again while the women they continue to abuse have been punished. No matter how many lies they tell, how many lives they ruin, they continue to abuse, control and crush with a complete and total disregard for the destruction of their relationships not only with the women they've abused, but with the family that surround them. That is the psyche of an abuser.

The wheels of karma have not yet spun in their direction, but it is my sincere hope that soon they will and with an unrelenting velocity.

I wonder sometimes how these men can stand to even look at themselves in the mirror. I suppose trying to understand a sociopath is pointless. I wonder if the possessions and the money they covet like Gollum or Scrooge give them any satisfaction at all. I wonder what it feels like to know that your egomaniacal unbridled selfishness and unrelenting need to 'win' has completely destroyed your relationships with your children, your grandchildren and everyone who should have mattered to you.

You'd think, eventually, somehow, someday, when they sit alone in their dragon cave surrounded by their crappy dragon hoard that whatever tiny heart they might actually possess will crack open. And then, finally, they'll know how much they've lost and how little they've gained.

If there is justice, they will find the prison they've constructed so carefully for themselves is locked so completely, they will never be able to escape.

"I wear the chain I forged in life. I made it link by link and yard by yard. I gartered it on of my own free will and by my own free will, I wore it." Jacob Marley from A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens

"They?re thieves. They?re thieves, they?re filthy little thieves. Where is it? Where is it? They stole it from us. My Precious. Curse them, we hates them! It?s ours it is, and we wants it. "
Gollum from The Lord of the Rings by J.R. Tolkien

"Yeah, Celie. Everything wanna be loved. Us sing and dance and holla just wanting to be loved. Look at them trees. Notice how the trees do everything people do to get attention... except walk? Oh, yeah, this field feels like singing!" Shug from The Color Purple by Alice Walker

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