Football Fuckhead Paul Kitterman - Asshole or Moron

One reason there's apathy in the world...is because there are morons. And assholes.

Paul Kitterman, after a day of fun and "hunting," showed up at a Denver Broncos football game with his STEPSON and a couple of other shits. Then he disappeared.

This was national news: "Guy disappears during football game!"

Where was he? Dead and stuffed in the rafters? Fallen down an elevator shaft? Trapped in some obscure location, like under the escalator? WHERE the FUCK is he?

You know the newspapers. They LOVE a mystery. They LOVE a missing persons story. This IS entertainment.

FIVE FUCKING DAYS: "Where is he? If you see him, let us know!"

Then he turns up 130 miles away, having a snack outside a store.

How did he get there? How did he spend his days and nights?

The answer from the family: "Respect our privacy."

The answer from the cops: "Talk to the family. We did our job. He's back where he belongs."

So far, the only thing anyone knows is the asshole muttered that he was "tired" of watching football and wanted to go "someplace warm."

He's not retarded. Not an alcoholic. Just WHAT he is, we may never know. "Respect our privacy."

The family has, of course, a FARCEBOOK page, where they were whining and moaning about their beloved Paul and demanding the entire country help find him.

Now? "RESPECT OUR PRIVACY."

And this is why people mostly shrug about the average news story, especially a "missing person" deal. The odds are the person is rotting in the ground, or will turn up. Why should we give a damn? Especially if all we'll get is "Respect our privacy."

Too embarrassed to tell the world he's a moron? A dimwit gone senile? We'd understand. We'd sympathize. We'd accept YOUR APOLOGY if you wanted to give one for wasting our time because you didn't supervise the prick.

Instead: "Respect OUR PRIVACY."

How about this: if your moron goes missing, respect OUR privacy and don't cry to us about it.

Christ.

Know what? Too bad he's still around. He seems to LOVE killing animals. He seems to be a totally useless beer-guzzling redneck asshole. One less white nigger on the planet...maybe he'll get into a fatal car accident, or just sit on the toilet, fall in, and DROWN.

Here's a useless waste of everyone's time. Big fat stupid redneck piece of trash.

Update...October 30th, and the family is now claiming that he's "fragile," and can't talk to anyone (despite being perfectly fine when he was found). It's sad if the truth is this guy suffered a "nervous breakdown," which somehow involved sleeping in the woods for five days and having leisurely meals and not bothering to let anyone know he was ok. But there's the media...blowing up a story, then tossing it away. Maybe in another week this guy will have his 15 minutes of fame talking to Barbara Walters on TV? Being the poster boy for redneck animal-killers and beer-drinking football fans who have a sensitive side? Maybe by that time nobody will care.