You may already know that I like quotes. I usually start the morning with a quote from my box of 365 quotes and I love it. Every once in awhile I even do a blog post with a famous quote or two. I usually post the good ones on Instagram to share too, so if you want to follow me there, I'm xxoopaige
Info about my 365 quote box here: http://blog.paigemcdaniel.org/2015/04/four-favorite-things-i-love-right-now.html
Anyway, I do love my quote box, but a couple of days ago, I threw one into the recycling. It wasn't the quote that made me do it -- it was the "quotee" -- Joe Paterno.
Frankly, I don't even remember what the quote was -- it was fine and uplifting, but I just thought I didn't want to ever think about those boys and the Sandusky crap again. And Joe Paterno makes me think of that crap.
Most of you probably didn't read the 162 page report and the accompanying 150-ish page appendices when they came out. I did.
People do abuse children. That is the sad and horrific truth. And most of the time those who abuse children are family members. Sometimes, like with Gerald Sandusky, it is a friend. Child abuse of any kind is a crime that is sometimes difficult to see. A predator -- whether family, friend, or stranger -- can get away with it. But the Pennsylvania State University employees who looked the other way, suspected what was going on, even had a "hmmm, that's weird" feeling sicken me too.
Bill Cosby and his cover-ups of rape crimes make me mad too.
I really loved The Cosby Show. I often laughed out loud at Cliff Huxtable -- one of my favorite lines was when Theo (his teen-aged son) was talking about being rich and Dr. Huxtable said something like "Son, WE are not rich. Your mother and I are rich." Truth!
how quickly it can all be over -- fame, respect, your place in history, etc. No more dinner invites for the Cosby's, I bet. His place on the speaker circuit is gone. Any deals he had in the works are kaput.
Cosby made his bed (so to speak) himself. Paterno just didn't turn in his friend.
Neither one will be quoted by me again.
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