Girl fights on YouTube - we've all seen them, Kevin and Olivia fawn over them and even my main man Bill Maher doesn't take them seriously - but it when it happens close to home, then you have to start re-evaluating how f***ed up we are becoming as a society.

Some of you may have met my little buddy, Travis, at C IV last year - he's a great kid, and his 14 yr old sister is equally cool - she's a straight A student and a sweetheart to boot.

So, imagine my anger when I heard that yesterday she was attacked by three other girls, while a bunch of punks stood around videoing it on their phones for YouTube.

She was hit on the head from behind and fell to the ground, getting knocked out in the process. That wasn't enough for these little b****es - they proceeded to kick her repeatedly in the head with their boots on - and when a teacher finally intervened (this all happened on campus), the girls started kicking him too.

Travis's sister ended up going to hospital in an ambulance, and she is severely beaten and has lost some hair.

These miserable specimens have picked the wrong victim for their attack though - Travis's dad is a police detective - and soon a huge police force swept into the school, rounding up the girls, confiscating phones and tapes - and they are now in some serious s**t.

Because they kicked her in the head with their boots that is considered a felony - good - I hope they get a f****ing criminal record and are permenantly expelled from that school district - you can guarantee that her dad will bring the full force of his influence down on them and their parents.

All this so that they can load a few seconds of crappy footage on YouTube - why are we fostering this attitude?

I'm not a violent man - but give me a few minutes in a room with those punks and all those who stood and watched, and I'll show them what a f***ing beating really is.

UPDATE

Thank you all for your words of support (I'll pass them along), and I am glad that you are all sensible enough to be similarly outraged.

My apologies for my burst of potty-mouth - it doesn't really belong on these blogs - but I was pretty mad when I wrote it.

Travis's sister (I'll call her 'L' from here on) was released from hospital last night, but had to return today for a second CT scan. No results as of yet, but L is sitting up and talking. The police took photographs of her bruises today - I sincerely hope these kids get the maximum punishment available for juveniles.

The family is pretty distraught and I haven't had a chance to speak to my apprentice, Travis, but I'll try to keep you in the loop - I'll probably give another update next Monday with the Dork Side.

Thanks again!