Category: Morality

When Credibility Is More Important Than Justice

In a story headlined “Pot’s popularity, state law create trying times for U.S. prosecutor,” a Los Angeles Times reporter named Joe Mozingo attempted a sympathetic profile of a United States attorney who works closely with DEA agents to imprison Americans for possessing or selling cannabis, even when those Americans are obeying state law. How tricky,...

Poem: The Silliest Most Comforting Thought

How terribly awfully blatantly and, one might emphasize, preposterously naïve to envision even for a frivolous moment a world, or a set of circumstances, alternating laws and chances, in which wherein and also everything else you can dream, human beings, people decide to make love the reason for living.   Slilly thought yes. Even sillier,...

Poem: The Abiding Benefit of Employing Servants

Employing a staff, you see, Betters all mankind, not just me. Look, the man who drives my car Was born unlucky, not a star Like me and Angie, Anne and Mike, All us worthy of your thumbs-up “like.”   Meet the girl who cleans my home: Born unlovely, brownish gnome With moles unsightly, hair unkempt, She’s never...

Poem: Absolution

Forgive me Wash it all away The sins and unpleasantries that have soiled my otherwise pristine existence. Rid them. Scour and scald if you must. Scrub. Make magnificently clean the miasma of my missteps. Heal. Mend. But mostly clean. Absolve. Purify – and not in the mendacious greed-modeled sense of “purified,” as in Water from...

Poem: An Especially Eventful Tuesday

Tuesdays around here are Terrific Tuesdays! And not because of Tacos or Two-fers or the hair harvested like sod from Hasidic volunteers (Jew fur). No, Tuesdays are terrific around here, at my place and at the neighbors’. Tuesdays are when our domestic servants, our help, our remunerated slaves, our euphemism of choice – we get...

There Oughta Be a Law!

Do you know what legislators do? Besides collect bribes disguised as “donations”? They make laws! We need each and every one of these laws, because they help all of us behave better. Without these laws, we’d all revert to our natural instincts and behave very badly toward everyone but ourselves. Thankfully, when we feel like...

Poem: How the Revolution Started (Second in a Series)

How obvious and ingenuous and untenuous Is the adoration she has for the child, the one she pushes in a fourteen hundred dollar Stroller? Her smile radiates a protective shroud of love over the low chariot And protects the sleeping boy inside, oblivious to what we sometimes call reality – Oblivious as his parents, who...

Ignorance is Bliss When Justice Must Be Done

NEWS: THE SUPREME COURT RULED THIS WEEK ON THE CASE DISCUSSED BELOW, VOTING 5-4 AGAINST ALLOWING THE MURDER OF THE MENTALLY DISABLED Proponents of state-sponsored murder, the eye-for-an-eye mob who subscribe to the “killing people who kill people to show that killing is wrong” school of thought, had a rough week. PR-wise. Oh, they still won....

Poem: How the Revolution Started (First in a Series)

He’s outfitted for combat: Ankle boots; black dungarees; Sam Jones belt with cuffs and mace and other tools of the craft; bulletproof vest; sunglasses; implacable stare. And a gun, holstered at the moment. The nametag says “Ortiz” or it could be “Gomez” or “Gonzalez” Or whatever you want it to be. He’s standing in the...