Okay, so explain to me how a multi-gajillionaire heiress - let's call her Madrid Marriott, for argument's sake - whose major endeavors in life include collecting and discarding small animals, not wearing the same outfit in 365 days or more, and generally acting like a spoiled, self-centered airhead manages to wriggle out of a 45-day sentence for drunk driving, settles for 23 days in "jail," and within 48 hours manages to be released under house arrest for "medical reasons?" Oh, I'm sorry. Did her skin suddenly start breaking out without tons of over-priced products to slather on it? Did her limbs shrivel up in the absence of a new outfit? ¡Pobrecita! I'm sure she'll learn her lesson and never, ever drink and drive again. I'm more than satisfied that she has finally learned to acknowledge there is a whole planet of human beings beyond her own little entourage, and that those human beings can be severely injured or killed by intoxicated drivers. She definitely gets it now.
Meanwhile, a crooked politician who lied about some things he may or may not have said, about people nobody has ever heard of, related to a war that nobody cares about and which should have never been started in the first place, lands himself a 30-month jail sentence. Whew. Now I can sleep at night.
You see now why my decision to become an American citizen was far from easy?
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