Robbed or "Easy come easy go"

You will not believe this.

Yesterday I was working out of town. 3 hours away. When Suzanne got home, our house had been ransacked. She called the police and they did whatever it is that they do. (In this county, that's not much more than give hard working Americans $200 speeding tickets)

My grandmother, who lives next door, remembers seeing a red car and two people around 11am. But didn't think anything was unusual. We have people over and people working a good bit.

They totally wrecked out house. Pulled out every drawer, turned things upside down. As Suzanne and her friend began putting things back together, they noticed all the things that hadn't been stolen. A digital camera, 7 cashiers checks, a digital video camera, rings, other jewelry.

Then we found out what the little b@$#@$#s did steal!

My X box. All my games. And my BRAND NEW TELECASTER! Not to mention a good sized slice of peace of mind.

Lynch mobs are now forming.

Please pray that we get our sanity back as they had also stolen our extra key. We are replacing the locks today and having a security system installed.

Sucks.

The very basis of civilization is the respect of personal property. The idea that this is someone's house and I cannot go in there. How is it that in 2008 with a world full of medical advancements, technological feats, the world at our fingertips, we still have people who can break into a house and steal stuff? How is it that the all powerful force of natural selection has not caused these slimy gene pools to completely dry up?

To the readers, be careful.
To the robbers, come back - I have a four iron with your name on it.