So I was driving in to work today, and the news/traffic/weather station I listen to on the commute every day comes up with this story about the 9-1-1 call Corey Haim’s mom made to the police when she found her son unconscious and not breathing. They actually played the tape the police released.
I turned the radio off. That’s not news: it’s voyeurism.
I could turn this into a post about justice vs. liberty, but that’s just being part of the problem. I’m not interested in being part of the problem.
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