Big Ben to the Bishops to Yemen

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Wow, looks like Ben Roethlisberger got away with it again - congrats to all the Steelers fans out there - seems like nothing sticks to the MVP QB. Can't be that all of his accusers are wrong can it?

After reading about Ben, I read a story about the death of a thirteen-year old bride in Yemen. Even Ben would cringe at this one. The young girl died after trauma suffered during her first sexual experience with her arranged husband.

Her brother set her up with one of his friends and the family got behind the marriage. The friend was 19, I believe, and it was, of course, his right to have his way with his new bride, right?

Well, the trauma and the force generated during their "lovemaking" caused a rupture and eventually his new bride's death. Story goes that she was tied to the bedposts during the honeymoon.

You know what made me the most sick about reading the article?

The quote from the bride's mother - who said something along the lines of - "I told her to practice with her father so she could get used to the act."

And now the Vatican releases a statement telling the bishops to report the sex abuse. Thank God they did that right? The dang bishops had no idea that they were to report such stuff.

If the Vatican would have mentioned it earlier, perhaps while they were allowing people to eat corned beef on St. Patrick's Day on Fridays during lent, we may have been able to avoid all of the bad press.

From Cheetah Woods, to Big Ben, to the Pope, to Jesse James to that pig in Yemen.

Here's an idea: try not sticking that thing in places where it don't belong.

Maybe we can write a commandment about it. Oh, there already is one?

Maybe we need to call a press conference and repeat it over and over again.

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