Penn State Sex Scandal

For anyone who isn’t familiar with this incident, I’d suggest reading over the Wikipedia page for it if you want to understand the context (screw all of my teachers, I use Wikipedia as a resource).

I’m going to be focusing on Joe Paterno here. Somehow, he has become the center of attention in this whole ordeal. Not really because of anything he’s done to demand it, but simply because he is a legendary college football coach, and he was fired. And he seems to be receiving a huge amount of support, especially from Penn State students, who actually took to the streets in the thousands to protest (read: tip over a news van and streetlamps) his firing. Not all Penn State students are behind him in this matter, of course, but a lot of them have come out to show their support.

Frankly, I find this amazing. I find it amazing that a large number of people can simply overlook the fact that Paterno turned a blind eye. I find it amazing that a large number of people seem to think he deserves to keep his job, or that his contributions to the University seem to outweigh his irresponsibility. The fact of the matter is this: Joe Paterno was informed of a specific incident, in which Sandusky was witnessed having sex with a boy, and he never went to the authorities. Granted, he reported it to his superiors, but they did nothing. Essentially, Sandusky was told not to bring minors to the University facilities, and was let off the hook. For nine more years.

No one can say that Paterno is free of responsibility because he told his superiors. You can’t just wash your hands of the matter once it’s moved up the chain of command. After his superiors did nothing, Paterno should have told the police. Or, he should have told the police immediately. He didn’t, though.

That’s not to say that Paterno is the only one responsible, though. Every person who had knowledge of Sandusky’s actions, but didn’t inform the authorities shares a part of the responsibility for Sandusky’s continued molestation. Every person who had knowledge of Sandusky’s actions, but didn’t take action, failed those eight boys. They failed to stand up and speak out for those without a voice.

That is why Joe Paterno deserves to be fired. People can talk all they want about how much he’s done, but in this matter, he didn’t do enough.


Along Came a Spider

A poem:

Little Josh Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
Eating his pumpkin pie;
Along came an arachnid,
Who sat down beside him
And Josh freaked the fuck out and died.

Thank you, thank you. Your praise is appropriate, yet not enough.

Seriously, though, tonight I think I saw the biggest spider I’ve ever seen in my house:

A wolf spider

Of course, it’s a lot less intimidating when it’s been contained! When I ran into it on the stairs, I assure you that I screamed. And I may or may not have had to go change my pants. I wasn’t going to run away, though. I came back, equipped with the necessary gear to capture the spider.

Spider gear

That’s my determined, spider-catching face, by the way. (On a side-note, don’t I look dapper?)

Why am I catching the spider instead of just crushing it into oblivion, you ask? Basically I’m a huge hippie and I honestly don’t like killing anything intentionally. Even scary spiders. That includes the black widow I captured and moved a month or so ago.

Once I was suited up (like Batman) I grabbed a big cup and a sturdy folder before engaging. I was cautious, because I thought it might jump on my face and kill me, but I wasn’t going to be scared off. Slowly, I moved in and positioned the folder underneath it and the cup above it. It was on the stairs, so it was a bit difficult getting into position, but I carefully corralled it down onto the folder and—BAM! I quickly placed the cup over it and I had it.

After getting the necessary documentation, I took the not-so-little guy outside. About fifty feet away from the house. For safe measure. And I threw him in the woods before frantically running away, flailing my arms, afraid that he would follow me and get revenge.

For now, though, I am safe.