This is 36-year-old James Clarence Davis.

James is awesome.

James Davis, a man’s man, likes many things that other men like.

He likes drugs.

He likes cars.

He likes sex.

James here is basically like a down-home version of James Dean. Party hard, drive fast, screw as you please.

James picks women he’s comfortable with, and that means they can’t be too independant and they can’t be real deep thinkers.

This is 28-year-old Bryan Chenhua Chang.

Mr. Bryan Chang, like many Asians, grew up in a household that valued education. They realize that their progeny are, most likely, going to be able to support them in their old age a lot better if they have a college degree of some kind. Usually a medical degree, but a computer degree or an engineering degree will sometimes work out well too.

In this case, Bryan’s mother – 60-year-old Sherry Chu Chang – financed Brian’s stay at Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburgh.

That was very nice of her.

So Bryan Chang had a technologically-oriented degree, he was young and his future was wide open.

This is 36-year-old Brandy Sherrie Foreman.

A few years back, Brandy Foreman had a child, a little girl that was named Daelynn.

Tragically, Daelynn Foreman was born with cerebral palsy and a seizure disorder. She had an abnormally small brain, never walked or talked and wore diapers every single day of her life.

Daelynn was completely dependent on her mother for survival.

Brandy Foreman was dependent on the state for financial support to take care of her daughter.

Fortunately for the little family, Ms. Foreman had applied for and received just about every single social service available to her that the great state of California offers – free food, free doctors, free teachers, paid-for special schools, paid-for therapies. There was free medical equipment and supplies. Brandy Sherrie Foreman is also recorded as receiving Supplemental Security Income payments and an In-Home Support Services salary.

Let’s talk about something that will brighten everyone’s mind–Sexual Slavery. A PBS and US State Department report said that as many as 800,000 people are transported across international borders each year for the sex trade. As many as 17,500 are believed to be trafficked into the United States, but apparently, those 17,500 foreign sex slaves weren’t enough for Mario Andrette McNeil and Antoinette Davis.

They’ve only recently been arrested, and their victim, Shaniya Davis was only found yesterday, so we don’t even have an autopsy. Antoinette’s sister thinks the charges are false, and Antoinette has not yet entered a plea, so I do feel a bit uncomfortable about establishing a poll, but this is the sort of story that knifes the average reader of PYSIH in the heart. Why would I inflict this on you? My physical proximity to the case has already left a gaping emotional wound in my soul, and my mother always taught me to share.

I don’t like hit and run drivers. They really aggravate me, especially the ones who injure or kill people and take off because they are cowards and just can’t face what they’ve done.

The jackass pictured on the left, Christopher Swiridowsky, age 30, of Providence RI, took hit and run driving to a whole new level early Sunday morning when he fled the scene of an accident with one of his victims impaled on the windshield of his car. How fortunate for us that before he did this he took this ridiculous picture of himself and posted it on his MySpace homepage. Very fortunate indeed.

In ancient Greek mythology, there were three goddesses who determined the fate of every person. Although there were many deities who had power over nearly every aspect of someone’s life, none had as much influence as the three sisters Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos. The Greek name for these powerful goddesses was the “Moirae”, but you probably call them the Three Fates. The Moirae worked as a team, each with their own task. Clotho spun the thread of a person’s life, Lachesis measured it and Atropos cut it, thus determining the length of time one had in this life.

Tommaso Onofri was a beautiful baby who lived with his mum, dad and older brother in a country house near Parma, Italy. The evening of March 2nd, 2006, seemed a normal one at Onofri home. The family was having dinner, and 17-month-old Tommy was in his usual place for this time of day, sitting in his high chair. Suddenly, two men with their faces covered by balaclava burst into the room. The family, terrified and thinking they were being robbed, wisely told the pair of bandits, “Take whatever you want.” But this was no robbery – no, it was much worse than that. To everyone’s shock and surprise, instead of taking money or jewels, one of the men pulled the baby out of the high chair,and the two intruders ran off with little Tommaso Onofri.

You know, being broke sucks big time. Seriously, it does. Remember all those evenings of going out to a nice restaurant? That’s turned into dollar menu. Steaks on the grill? Try mac and cheese. Instead of taking everyone to the amusement park this weekend, as they say in that Brady Bunch movie: “Put on your Sunday best, kids. We’re going to SEARS!” Yup, being broke is a big time downer. Some people do little things here and there to save money. Clip coupons, buy generic instead of name brands, take the bus, throw their children off a cliff to avoid paying child support… wait, what?

Behold Cameron Brown, possibly the biggest piece o’ shit you will ever meet.