I understand it’s difficult to have sympathy for an individual who got rich on the premature deaths and bankruptcies of ordinary people who paid for a service that wasn’t provided.
I also get why amateur sleuths are sitting on their hands. It’s volunteer work to put in the timer and effort. And I did get a sarcastic chuckle from the following comment from one of the amateur sleuths:
”She added that, rather than sleuthing, her community has “concepts of thoughts and prayers. It’s, you know, claim denied on my prayers there,” …….”
But for the police, it’s their job to find murderers and I hope they’re successful. The thought of a vigilante shooter deciding to be judge, jury, and executioner is not a concept I’m comfortable with, even if the victim this time was a sleaze bag.
Justice is blind, but it’s not supposed to be deaf and dumb, too.
I do not judge women by whether their smile is real or not.
I think of the private moments.
No one here knows what the private moments mean to them.
This is like being on TikTok and a 12 year girl is accusing a healthy 25 year starlet of being anorexic.
I was raised to not decide other people’s business that easily.
Note when our class clown decides we are all “lazy”, I do not tell him about himself. Instead I ask the logical question, “Have you held a job”? He had no response. LOL
Looks like they’re aiming at early 1960’s-era retro-futurism (when those over-65’ers would have been kids watching The Jetsons). Maybe that’s why? Orange is evocative of that time period.