This week I watched a state trooper take the stand in court and tell a direct lie. It was the culmination of both my justification to fight the system and a heavy-hearted view of reality of all rolled into: Simultaneously i was vindicated and beaten. But as a wise man once said in a quote that i made up for this story, "vindication in your own mind is like an erection at a sociology convention full of hot chicks; chances are no one is going to notice you."
Ah well, so concludes an absurd trip full of painful insights to the legal system.
There were several offers made (which is not unlike allowing someone to choose what type of gun they'll be shot in the face with) and I took one that precludes me from driving this spring.
(Fuck those fucks. Sure i could have rolled over 8 months ago and taken the easy way out but I'll pay tens times as much to keep them from getting a single dollar more for their corrupt fucking money machine. I just pity the poor mutherfucker can't afford to fight back because he's the one who is truly screwed.)
at least I'll have plenty of time to play Call of Duty 4 on the Playstation 3.
Play us out Bush:
(man fuck this shit yo, I'm going the fuck home)
2 comments:
Sorry to hear that dude... That is a nice picture at the top of the post though! I think the woman in the brown jacket is photoshoped in though...
"But the hands of one of the partners were already at K.'s throat, while the other thrust the knife deep into his heart and turned it there twice. With failing eyes K. could still see the two of them immediately before him, cheek leaning against cheek, watching the final act. "Like a dog!" he said; it was if the shame of it must outlive him."
-K., The Trial
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