"I am behind glass and I want to give my dad a big hug and they won't even let me do that," she said.
"I'm not a criminal,
I'm not dangerous.
... It's hard but I'm stronger every day."
UH, EXCUSE ME . . . PARIS? Honey? I don't know how to tell you this, so I'll just come out and say it, OK?
YOU.
ARE.
A.
CRIMINAL.
Like, that's why you're in jail. Duh!
You drove drunk, were duly tried and convicted, violated terms of your probation and got your ass thrown in the slammer. I know I'm just white trash, but that says "criminal" to me.
OR IS "CRIMINAL" a word the high and snobbish reserve for PWT and folks with dark skin who live in places like East L.A., Watts and Compton? Hmmmmmm?
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