I read something in the newspaper today that I just had a hard time believing. There are thousands of teens that have fallen in love with Boston Marathon bomber Dzhokhar Tsarnaev. The "suitors" have found one another on Facebook, Twitter and Tumblr and have hooked up to start an online movement to #FreeJahar.
I'm not kidding. Although I really wish I could say I am. I feel wrong even checking out the Facebook and Twitter accounts devoted to Dzhokhar while I'm doing research for this blog. Some posts are proclaiming his innocence, believing that he was an "actor" taking part in what he thought was an emergency drill for the marathon.
Others are taken by his eyes and how "beautiful" they think he is. I'm disgusted with what these teens -- girls and boys -- are thinking. These girls must think it's really attractive to kill and maim innocent people with homemade bombs. I guess they also find it really hot to shoot a cop and steal a car. One supporter is apparently so taken with the Boston bomber that she's getting a tweet that he posted on April 7 tattooed on her arm.
It's nice that she still has an arm to get tattooed. There are some people who don't because of the despicable and reprehensible actions of Dzhokar Tsarnaev and his brother. Instead of falling head over heels for Jahar, here's a different idea: Fall in love with America and embrace all it has to offer: its promise of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. A love affair with America is guaranteed to be a much more rewarding, valuable, and exciting relationship that will last a lifetime.
Peace Love Profits,
Blake