One sad note, one depressing issue

As some of you know, I’m involved in an online game called Kingdom of Loathing, a role-playing game for people who don’t like role-playing games. As is typical of the genre, there are ways to connect with other people and hang out with them online, typically in a chat room that KoL provides. The common designation for these groups are clans, and my clan, Garden of Earthly Delights, is made up of a mix of some incredible people: several older players with kids, teenagers, Canadians, etc. It’s a place to let go of some stress, especially since you can ask questions and get all sorts of answers.

One of our members goes by the handle “Aces48” or Acey. Her real name is Merrily Milson, and she’s been in the news in Sacramento, although not in a way that is particularly happy.

I’m thankful that I’ve always been at least one level removed from this sort of thing. My mom was Opal Jennings’ kindergarten teacher when she was abducted and murdered by the brother of a complete jackass (who now goes by the name of “Easy Jesus Coe” and fronts a band called Pimpadelic). But it’s still sad. We as a society have always tried to protect our children, but when people seem intent on destroying them, it’s not just the child that’s lost. It’s our innocence and hope that gets lost as well.

Rest in peace, Acey’s son. I’ve gotta go hug my kids now.

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