Thoughts on a Friday

What a sad commentary on our country when the first thing I read about at work is another shooting, the fourth in just over a month between Aurora, Texas A&M, The Sikh Temple, and now in New York.  There was even an attempted shooting here in DC a couple weeks ago during the whole Chik-Fil-A fiasco, but thanks to the heroics of a security guard, he was the only one that got shot and it wasn't fatal. And I really don't know that stricter gun laws will do anything to help, after all, the shooter in New York wasn't using an automatic weapon.  It's all so awful and tragic and it doesn't matter if you are in New York City or little Aurora Colorda, there are sick people everywhere.  I really feel for those families, but I can't help but feel like the country is almost becoming desensitized to it a little bit.  Or is it just me?  It does kind of make me want to ask for a Taser for Christmas though...

Oh Lance.   I don't think he did anything that all of his competitors weren't doing too. I mean, didn't one of the cyclists in the London Olympics admit to doping after-the-fact and no one did anything and he wasn't stripped of his medal?  But let's single out Lance Armstrong because people actually know who he is, and he basically single-handedly put the sport on the map.  The man beat cancer, a fete more inpressive than any stupid sports title. He raised a TON of money for cancer research, and oh yeah....inspired a generation to get healthier and take up cycling, gave hope to millions of cancer patients, no big deal.  And I don't really get how they can say he was doping then--even though his tests were always clean--now, however many years later. It's confusing to me and doesn't really make sense. 

Sorry to be a bit of a downer, at least it's Friday right?