“The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.
Natalie Frels’ editorial in these pages several weeks ago was a look at our jury system. The gist of her comments was that reporters have to exercise caution in reporting crimes. Too much information could affect the process of seating 12 unbiased jurors.
This column isn’t about crime or the justice system, albeit everything is subjective and I’m a writer, so I’m sure I could find a way to tie it back, but I’m not going to.
Webster’s dictionary defines a farce as a comic dramatic work using buffoonery and horseplay and typically including crude characterization and ludicrously improbable situations.
”We have a criminal jury system which is superior to any other in the world; and its efficiency is only marred by the difficulty of finding twelve every day men who don’t know anything and can’t read.” — Mark Twain
This was the scariest Halloween ever. Juveniles masquerading as adults were trick or treating in our nations capitol. They were demanding a treat of your vote or they would trick you with an impeachment of our President.
I was the new in the neighborhood Bob Hatfield, my next door neighbor, took me under his wing. If he was not away at work, he was in my house or yard to help. He helped build a nice, sturdy fence around my yard, helped establish the lawn and put in a vegetable garden and flower beds. In the …
I was picking up one of the kids from local dentist James Chovanec’s office the other day (it was a checkup — no cavities, thank goodness) and he asked me what I was going to write about in this week’s column.
Historically there is rarely a gap between national and international life threatening calamities. Some of them are real, some are imagined. Some are natural, some are man made.