I Hate Firebugs

I've probably told a few people this before, but it comes to mind now, as I sit here listening to people telling Jon Faine on ABC radio how their house was burnt down, they don't know what's happening with their family stuck in fire areas, and the general chaos and destruction caused by the bushfires, it comes back to me.

I hate them for being stupid. Because if they're not really stupid/mentally deranged, then they're really evil. I guess I'm just a typical optimist/see the best in people. Some of the punishments I think we should introduce for firebugs when caught include:

• Helicopter air lift them into the middle of their raging bushfire they made, and leave them there to deal with the consequences of their own actions. The deliciously smoky irony of this punishment appeals most to me.
• Take them around to every single house that was destroyed by their bushfire, and force them to make a documentary about each and every person affected by it.
• Chain them to a publically announced place in the city centre for a day, with the possibility of tour dates all throughout Victoria, so everyone can have a shot at them (provided they don't get lynched).
• Send them to a rehabilitation centre, possibly forcing them to run anti-arson programs with other more minor offenders (a perfect opportunity to give their documentary a screening).

Likewise with drink drivers and dangerous drivers. I hate that someone always needs to die before people realise there's nothing sick or cool about drag racing or anything hard core about drink driving. And wars. People always need to make the same moronic mistakes of violence and war. I mean, for fuck's sake, you get taught in kindergarten not to use violence to solve problems. To "Stop. Think. Do." But nobody does, and then after they go "oh..we shouldn't have done that..won't do it again." But they do.

On a lighter note, this is my first post since going back to Year 12. It's not terribly entertaining or cheerful, but maybe later ones will be.