Miss Higgi's Take on Philip Seymour Hoffman...

Every other story on the news is about the tragic overdose of actor Philip Seymour Hoffman. I am trying to understand what makes his death any more important than that of any other junkie... Here is what I put on Facebook in response to the arrest of four accused of selling him drugs... 

Sorry Folks but I feel some kinda' way about this...

While I am very sorry that yet another life was lost to drugs, I am not happy that this guy's death, that of a cop, a politician or any other non-lay person is somehow deemed more important, more worthy of solving or investigating than that of any other person.... He had SEVENTY bags of heroin and died with a needle in his arm, just like many another junkie. What makes him or his death any different, any more important, any more sad or more worthy of mourn than that of other junkies?

I do not appreciate that taxpayer dollars are being spent and more value is being given this guy's life than any other... SEVENTY bags of heroin, cocaine, five prescription meds, 20 hypodermic needles and a burned up spoon? Like it or not, he was just another junkie... Albeit very talented, at the end of the day he was just another junkie, who will be no more missed and was no more loved by his Family and Friends than any of his junkie peers, some of whom undoubtedly were also great losses to our society. His celebrity should make him no more special nor the person who sold him the heroin that HE willfully ingested, no more criminal... 

Might sound harsh, but it is the truth of how I feel... If I were on the jury, it would be an uphill battle for any prosecutor to convince me to convict whoever sold Mr. Hoffman the UNtainted drugs that HE willfully ingested. I cannot see that I would condone or be in any way complicit in upholding a double standard that gives his life any more value than that of any regular Joe! Either ALL loss of life of persons engaged in criminal activity has value and should be vindicated and aggressively investigated or no life engaged in criminal activity has value and is worthy of protection or vindication... 

If law enforcement can find, and in record time, those persons who sold drugs to this actor then there is no question that law enforcement knows and is much more capable of ending/solving many more crimes than they would have us believe. Seems they and/or society just has to care about or assign value to the life of the victim... Plain & Simple! 

It is my guess that Mr. Hoffman, who purchased and injected UNtainted drugs into his own vein, would join me when I say, STOP the double standard!!! May he and his many drug addicted peers rest in peace...

The Silent Molester...

Over the years I have tried to find the right description for snow. I go to bed and rest peacefully only to awake and wonder how could something that can cause such destruction and so disturb my tranquility, occur so peacefully and without a whisper while I slept...

Shouldn't something so devastating, so disruptive to my day come with a bang? Shouldn't I know or have heard it creep up on me? Not the case with snow. Sometimes I go to sleep with much anticipation about what will greet me in the morning. Other times I awake to a white blanket that has covered my world in the night that I was not expecting. And still there are those times when I awake quite happy to learn that the forecasters were dead wrong and there was much ado about nothing.

No matter the circumstances of how the white stuff greets me, I have spent many a morning staring out my window in deep despair negotiating with myself if I dare venture out into the white madness or not... Yes, it is that deep for me!!!

While beautiful (on a postcard, that is), there is no denying that snow can really muck' up a day. Don't believe me? Ask the folks stuck in an airport sleeping on benches because the flights are grounded, stuck in their car on an Atlanta highway for 27 hours because - why did that happen? (still SMH), someone risking life and limb because they are too broke or have been too busy to replace the bald tires on their car (OUCH!)... Something with that much power to cause such chaos, should make some noise upon entrance. Don't you think?

Not snow!!! Like a molester, which literally means one who bothers, annoys, interferes or causes trouble for another, snow often creeps in the quiet of night to disrupt even your best laid plans! It just seems to me that something that mighty should announce its presence like a raging thunder storm... It should wake me from my sleep. It should pound against the windows and the rooftop! It should make some damn noise!!!

So finally, as I ponder yet again on another morning during this 2014 winter from hell, what I will do on the dawning of yet another day blanketed in whiteness, I have a fitting description for that seasonal annoyance I call snow, it is now officially "The Silent Molester"...

In my heart I know that today, like most other dreaded snow days, I will ultimately muster the fortitude to proceed and not let it totally bother (molest) my day, but for right now, at this very moment, I just had to vent!!! Thank you for indulging me!!!

If you share the plight of my forecast, be safe and stay home if you can... If you just happen to be in sunshine, DO NOT brag to me!, at least not today!!! (smile) Most of all however, EVERYONE be thankful and Have a FANTASTIC Day as this too shall surely pass! It will, I promise...