If You're Happy About John McCain's Brain Tumor, You're A Cancer On America

If You're Happy About John McCain's Brain Tumor, You're A Cancer On America

Citizens of this country who do not know this man, who do not respect the fact that he is someone's husband, someone's father, someone's loved one are wishing him the worst.

On July 19, 2017, information was made public about Republican Senator John McCain being diagnosed with a brain tumor following a surgery.

Prior to his political career, McCain served America in the military and was held as a prisoner of war for six years. In 2008, he ran a well fought and very respectable campaign for President against Barack Obama, and though he ended up losing, he took the loss with grace. As a Republican myself, I have a lot of respect for McCain, not because I always agree with him but because of his military history and I think that he stands strong for what he believes in.

When the news broke, I saw multiple threads on Facebook and Twitter from major news outlets and was completely appalled at some of the most liked comments on these posts.

Citizens of this country who do not know this man, who do not respect the fact that he is someone's husband, someone's father, someone's loved one are wishing him the worst. Some are even happy that he was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Politics aside, this is a man who put his life on the line for this country. This is a man who took slander and libel and attacks while running for public office because he wanted to make a change in this country that he loves. There is no reason that these hateful things should be said about this poor man. Here are just a few of the comments that made my stomach flip upside down.

It started with this lovely comment, stating that the only thing sad about McCain's diagnosis is that he wasn't voted out of office prior to it.

Then, a woman stated that it was past time for McCain to go "home". Really classy.

This comment gave me a hint of hope for humanity, and then the reply ruined any glimmer of hope I might have had. According to this angry jerk, McCain is "getting what he gave". Right, okay.

The previous comment was followed up by a wish for McCain to "rot in Hell"!

"Rot in Hell" is apparently a very common wish for McCain among these people, because this was the second comment I found that said it. They also decided to throw in their lack of respect for a prisoner of war. This person probably has never slept without air conditioning before, let alone been a prisoner of war in a foreign country.

"Get him out of Washington D.C." said another angry Facebook user, as if their comments will have any effect on results of elections. McCain tried to "derail Trump" which means that he deserves a brain tumor. Interesting logic, isn't it?

These comments came from people identifying with different parties, and while the negative almost seemed to outweigh the positive, most people did seem to recognize that while we may not agree with someone's politics, they do not deserve an illness that is likely terminal. Comments like the ones that I included in this article are so completely and utterly disgusting.

However, while angry users of the internet who have never held public office may be disrespecting McCain, public figures of all kinds of political backgrounds are sending well wishes to the Senator: including his former competitor, Barack Obama.

Reading President Obama's tweet left me wondering two things. If the man who campaigned against McCain for the nation's most important and prestigious office can send him messages of comfort in this trying time, why are the American people being so completely evil? Also, why do people not realize that in times like this, politics should be put completely aside? I may not have agreed with President Obama about most things, but if he were diagnosed with a likely-terminal illness, I certainly wouldn't be flooding the internet with comments about how I want him to rot in Hell.

Things like this are what is making our country weaker when we should be trying to get stronger. Let's stop wishing death on our Senators and start writing to them, let's try to make our change in the country if we see something going on that we don't like. Let's grow up, stop writing mean and angry things on the internet and try to make a real difference.

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College As Told By Junie B. Jones

A tribute to the beloved author Barbara Parks.

The Junie B. Jones series was a big part of my childhood. They were the first chapter books I ever read. On car trips, my mother would entertain my sister and me by purchasing a new Junie B. Jones book and reading it to us. My favorite part about the books then, and still, are how funny they are. Junie B. takes things very literally, and her (mis)adventures are hilarious. A lot of children's authors tend to write for children and parents in their books to keep the attention of both parties. Barbara Park, the author of the Junie B. Jones series, did just that. This is why many things Junie B. said in Kindergarten could be applied to her experiences in college, as shown here.

When Junie B. introduces herself hundreds of times during orientation week:

“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 1)

When she goes to her first college career fair:

"Yeah, only guess what? I never even heard of that dumb word careers before. And so I won't know what the heck we're talking about." (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 2)

When she thinks people in class are gossiping about her:

“They whispered to each other for a real long time. Also, they kept looking at me. And they wouldn't even stop." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When someone asks her about the library:

“It's where the books are. And guess what? Books are my very favorite things in the whole world!" (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 27)

When she doesn't know what she's eating at the caf:

“I peeked inside the bread. I stared and stared for a real long time. 'Cause I didn't actually recognize the meat, that's why. Finally, I ate it anyway. It was tasty...whatever it was." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When she gets bored during class:

“I drew a sausage patty on my arm. Only that wasn't even an assignment." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 18)

When she considers dropping out:

“Maybe someday I will just be the Boss of Cookies instead!" (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 76)

When her friends invite her to the lake for Labor Day:

“GOOD NEWS! I CAN COME TO THE LAKE WITH YOU, I BELIEVE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 17)

When her professor never enters grades on time:

“I rolled my eyes way up to the sky." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 38)

When her friends won't stop poking her on Facebook:

“Do not poke me one more time, and I mean it." (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 7)

When she finds out she got a bad test grade:

“Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 17)

When she isn't allowed to have a pet on campus but really wants one:


When she has to walk across campus in the dark:

“There's no such thing as monsters. There's no such thing as monsters." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 12)

When her boyfriend breaks her heart:

“I am a bachelorette. A bachelorette is when your boyfriend named Ricardo dumps you at recess. Only I wasn't actually expecting that terrible trouble." (Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl, p. 1)

When she paints her first canvas:

"And painting is the funnest thing I love!" (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 61)

When her sorority takes stacked pictures:

“The biggie kids stand in the back. And the shortie kids stand in the front. I am a shortie kid. Only that is nothing to be ashamed of." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 7)

When she's had enough of the caf's food:

“Want to bake a lemon pie? A lemon pie would be fun, don't you think?" (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed p. 34)

When she forgets about an exam:

“Speechless is when your mouth can't speech." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 54)

When she finds out she has enough credits to graduate:

“A DIPLOMA! A DIPLOMA! I WILL LOVE A DIPLOMA!" (Junie B. Jones is a Graduation Girl p. 6)

When she gets home from college:

"IT'S ME! IT'S JUNIE B. JONES! I'M HOME FROM MY SCHOOL!" (Junie B. Jones and some Sneaky Peaky Spying p. 20)

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