I understand not wanting to vilify a man who may be innocent, but Amber deserves the same respect. She deserves at least the equal support Depp is receiving, if not more.
That afternoon was my introduction to something called Antifa, a sort of loosely-held together consortium of Bernie Sanders worshippers who hate hatred so much they have to go out en masse at public events to destroy municipal property, torch cars and beat the living shit out of anybody who dare shows any inkling of what they consider racist, homophobic, misogynistic, anti-Semitic, transphobic or Islamophobic sentiment.
From Brooklyn College, I drove to New Utrecht High School, where I was supposed to teach a class in Basic English Grammar. On the classroom’s blackboard someone had drawn a grave inscribed “John Lennon 1940-1980 – His Music Will Live Forever.” Of course I did not erase it.
“I’m so proud of myself. I stabbed her like 20 times. Maybe more. I wasn’t counting.”
At someone’s lowest point they are made to feel as if they asked for this. That they wanted this. That they brought this upon themselves.
He thought he could hide his crime.
“We stood there in a lake of blood watching a man pull his guts from himself.”
To this day, he still maintains that he had to do it.
These aren’t your run-of-the-mill stories. These are shit-your-pants true scary stories.
Supporting Trump for fiscal reasons, while minimizing his social commentary, is making a deal with the devil.