Attempted murder, harassment. Tomato tomatoeh, eh?

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If you yell at someone in a convenience store till they try to flee on their moped, then chase them in your Lincoln Navigator and ram them… what would you call that?

If you’re the Virginia legal system you call it attempted murder.

If you’re a Washington Post writer, you call it “harassment.”

I can’t help but wonder what sort of neighborhood the headline writer lives in. What needs to be involved to move it up to “abuse” I wonder? Napalm? Here’s a tip, WaPo: if you’re afraid of sounding like a sexcrime-lover, you can still pretty safely call it “assault.”

The story on the WaPo crime blog is, instead, titled “Man harasses Va. sex offender” and I’ll add that I am SHOCKED that someone would use the information in the sex offender registry to engage in inappropriate and illegal behavior. Who could possibly have expected that if you published a list of the people who have finished serving their time, then combined it with addresses and photos, that you might incite citizens to take the law – or their vision of justice, anyway – into their own hands?

Well I used to say something in my profile about not quite being a “tinker, tailor, soldier, or spy” but Tom stole that for our about us page, so I guess I’ll have to find another way to express that I am a man of many interests.

Hmm, guess I just did.

My tastes run the gamut from sophomoric to Shakespeare and in my “professional” life I’ve sold things, served beer, written software, and carried heavy objects… sometimes at the same place. It’s that range of loves and activities that makes it so easy for me to love DC – we’ve got it all.


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