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Sprinkle 1, Players 0

Naw Wimbledon…game, set and match.

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To Be Or Not To Be

To say I am disturbed is an understatement. A healthy (somewhat) 17-year-old Dutch girl legally chose euthanasia this week. I get that she had a friggin horrible start to life being raped and abused, but my mind can’t reconcile that as a society we accept such a young person could choose euthanasia. In Australia, she wouldn’t even be old enough to vote.  I also understand she could have just as easily chosen suicide. However, suicide is not a legal process. The precedent that was chosen through the legal system is a frightening one.

In writing this I don’t want to diminish the pain and trauma this girl had suffered in her short life but I do question a few things. Firstly age. Teens are confused little beings with hormones in turbo spin. They are generally rebelling against not only themselves but anything and everything.  Maturity doesn’t smack them in the face until they exit their teen years. To say that she was accessed by a medical expert before the courts allowed this does not sit well.

Secondly, the precedent that has been set. I am not opposed to euthanasia. I have put numerous pets to sleep when they no longer had the quality of life and I do believe people with terminal or debilitating illnesses have that right too. I do however have reservations about the precedents that are set. Euthanasia is a legal process and once it allows relatively healthy teens to choose death, the boundaries have extended too far. What next? Euthanasia for the elderly who can’t afford a nursing home?

PSST: Apparently, in the Netherlands, the starting age for euthanasia is 12 years of age.

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Social Media Outage

Attention people YES there is a global outage of Facebook, Instagram, and Messenger. NO, don’t ring 000, 911 or 999. This is not an emergency. I REPEAT, this is NOT an emergency.

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Here’s a Mystery

A dead humpback whale has been found in the Amazon jungle. That’s it, I got nothing!

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You NEED to Let It Go

Two questions, did you make the cover yourself and what on earth could be under it? OK, no, I have a third question. Do you fold, roll or bundle the cover when you leave?

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Art Class For A Serial Killer

You know what I hate? When a serial killer, who confessed to killing over 90 women, begins sketching and painting some of his victims in his cell. What the? He gets to do arts and crafts?  Investigators have been encouraging him to draw his victims in chalk, pastels and watercolours in an attempt to identify them. According to the FBI, Sam Little has an eye for detail, especially when capturing their petrified expressions. Very Gacyesque.

Sam Little had gone under the radar for over 40 years until he got kaboomed with Historic DNA. Aint that a bitch. Having been linked to three murders he later confessed to many, many more. As is with some serial killers he chose to kill vulnerable women, such as drug addicts and prostitutes. He also strangled his victims before dumping them in dense forest areas, making it seem as though they died by accident.

Investigators are struggling to identify many of the women as the killings span the length and breadth of the US. Despite this, they have confirmed 36 women so far.

If you suspect one of your relatives is a serial killer off you trot to Ancestry.com and take them down, I say.

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Pilot, Can You Deploy The Air Mask

My actual worst nightmare, sitting next to someone with BO. Apparently, I am not alone. This week a couple were removed from an American Airlines flight because several passengers complained about their chronic body odor. Just so awks. I can remember many moons ago walking into a cloud of BO in an aisle of a supermarket. It was so thick and putrid that the stench cloud engulfed me and then held me hostage. It even infiltrated my clothes and HAIR. I can remember gagging and as customers walked by they gave me side-eye as if it was me. The trauma was real.

PSST Just a little side note, the couple were so stunned they asked people in the terminal to have a whiff. According to them, they didn’t smell so bad.

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