How "close" is too close?

Especially when talking about the human condition, the world we live in the and the fucked up people that walk alongside us unbeknownst to us as to how fucked up they really are. It's times like this when I have a really hard time accepting the "good" in much of anything.

WTF is he talking about right?

Just found out that the 20 year old daughter of one of my Mom's oldest and best friends was assaulted and murdered over the weekend. In my hometown. A town that has so few murders that it only takes one hand to really count them. Guess it's safe to say the old adage "One can never go home again" is holding true here. Good ol' Fort Collins, forever tainted and stained by a senseless act that deprived a beautiful young lady of promise and life and tore the living, breathing, souls from her friend's and family's hearts.

I'd cry. I'd rage. But honestly all I can do is sit here numbly and resign myself to the fact that the world we live in is a cruel and fucked up place at times...