Victim-hood-ism, Guns, Hillary, and the Virginia Shooter

Recently, I asked my 87-year-old dad: “Was it a dream, or did you and Mom allow a man dressed like a woman to run through our home and out the back door?”

Dad replied, “Wow! How on Earth could you possibly remember that?” I was a toddler then, now in my sixties.

Dad said the man was being chased by the police, and my mom felt sorry for him.