I Thought I Heard it All

Keystone. Car 54 Where are you? Uvalde. The police shot and killed a double amputee. Not the athletic, mobile type running on two prosthetic limbs. No. Stumps. He was trying to run away on his stumps. They caught him by walking. He did, however, have a butcher knife he was wielding, so, according to theContinue reading “I Thought I Heard it All”

Finally!

How many years and how many lives later, a dog owner is being held accountable for a murder his unrestrained dog committed on a little girl. Dogs are not natural killers; they are taught that and I hope the owner has to suffer some horrible consequences, commensurate with the pain inflicted by his dog. IContinue reading “Finally!”

And The Beat Goes On…

Another child has left this world without getting a chance to live their life first. Shot down in Houston, Texas, a five year-old boy was killed. By an eight year-old boy. I wonder if the kid had led a rough street life of crime, if he had a lengthy rap sheet, or he was justContinue reading “And The Beat Goes On…”

Close Call

So I decide to brave the traffic and the impending Winter Storm of the Century if you believe the forecasters, and headed north on I-75 to the humane society which I represent, and on  the way, I spied a new building sitting out on its own. I could see kennels and a large play areaContinue reading “Close Call”

Child Killing

Stop doing it. With so many people breaking their backs to have children or to adopt children, you don’t have to kill them and damn your soul to a fiery hell for all eternity in doing so. These aren’t even my own children, but I’d still take it to some sick asshole for doing itContinue reading “Child Killing”

The Break-in

When I was living in my nice condo in Las Vegas I was doing quite well taking care of myself, and if I didn’t do a good job, the three women who lived in  our four-plex babied and mothered me, so life was good. I had this girl I met at the Sahara come homeContinue reading “The Break-in”

Check This Out

Some nut job in where else, Oklahoma, ate a last meal which he did not deserve. That’s the story. Not that he admitted remorse for his unforgivable crime of placing a three year-old boy who had just wet the bed, on a scorching furnace, and then raising him high in the air and slamming himContinue reading “Check This Out”

Nicknames

I was sitting here enjoying a 33% THC Sativa strain and I started thinking about all the nicknames I’ve had going back as far as I can remember. The first one in memory is Markitos, which my grandma and mother used to call me when I was young. At the same time, my grandfather hadContinue reading “Nicknames”

Smarty Pants

I’ve always been too damn smart for my own good. I admit it. Not proud of it, either. As soon as I was able to enunciate, my big brother would have me read aloud every single word of the “Acknowledgements” of one of his high-school level books, even the word “Acknowledgements.” Then he would makeContinue reading “Smarty Pants”

Just to be Clear

Enough with wild animals eating children. This time, an alligator was the guilty party. Once again, I am horrified and piteous of the parents of the eight-year old boy. To see the creature float lazily away downriver with the lifeless (God, tell me he was lifeless) body of their son is the stuff of lifelongContinue reading “Just to be Clear”