Cheerleaders Gone Wild

By now you've seen or heard about the six teen-aged cheerleader girls (read that as: felonious loons with no sense of good or evil) and their two trollish male look outs who beat an unsuspecting teen with a savagery usually reserved for clashes between the Chinese militia and Tibetan monks. The reason for the beating? The victim wrote something that hurt the fragile egos of the cheerleaders on her MySpace page. Let's hope that the state of Florida tries these criminals as adults.

None of this would have happened without the Internet and YouTube. Before you send my editor crazed emails, hear me out. Thanks to the egocentric narcissism that compels these loons, they believe that no matter how heinous their particular crime, it is worthy of public viewing on a video sharing site. Had this attack occurred five years ago, the victim would have had to prove these troglodytes were her attackers. No doubt each would have lied for the other rather than face certain prison time and possible Karmic retribution. Now, the victim can just point to the video when her vision heals. The victim was beaten so badly that she (as of this writing) still has hearing and vision problems.

But there are those who will blame The Internet, YouTube and Myspace when the blame lies with the little criminals who committed the atrocious acts and, to a lesser extent, their parents. I had violent influences when I was growing up, but I can honestly say that I never tried to eye boink my friends, push them off cliffs or drop anvils on their heads. There was the one summer when I acted like Baretta and walked around with an unlit cigarette behind my ear, but upon returning to school in September, Mother Superior broke me of the habit by smacking the smoke from my ear and leaving me with a aural ring for three days. I did not tell my mother about the incident because she would have assumed that, if Mother Superior has whacked me I must have deserved it. The point is, even as young children, my friends and I knew that the things the Three Stooges, Buggs Bunny, or the Coyote did were fantasy and shouldn't be replicated in the real world.