Proof that Darwin may have been wrong

Not very much makes me mad.

In fact, it's hard to think of anything that gets more out of me than a "what's with that."

But three seemingly unrelated incidents from the past two days are really getting to me.

In Toronto, a young boy at a birthday party was shot and killed by a "stray" bullet. It seems someone had a beef with someone else, so they fired wildly in an attempt to make things right. And a boy died.

Yesterday a man was attacked by a pit bull. The dog was loose, and for reasons we'll never know, bit the man rather severely on the leg. The pit bull is going to be put down.

Sunday, my wife was driving to work on the 401. She was passing another car when a vehicle came out of nowhere...almost rear ended the car she was passing, then somehow drove through the very small gap between the two of them to get in front of my wife. She said that she had to close her eyes for a moment, and was certain that she was about to die.

The gang guy who shot off his gun is a moron.

The pit bull's owners, who probably encouraged every aggressive tendency in the poor animal, then allowed it to run free (and frightened), are morons.

The guy driving the speeding car, oblivious to the carnage, and heartbreak he could have caused, is a moron.

Morons kill.