by admin | May 27, 2009 |
Some of you intrepid readers have advised me to stick to “funny stuff” and leave serious discussion to others. That’s advice I’ve more or less adhered to with few exceptions. I ask for an exception for this blog, however, under the theory that the practice of jurisprudence, particularly in the big leagues of the Supreme Court, often devolves into pretty funny stuff. Take the Sotomayor hearings for example. There was an awful lot of funny stuff, most of which emanated from the old white men (and a few old white women) asking the same questions over and over and over again. The term judicial activism was thrown around as an epithet repeatedly. Most often it...
by admin | Apr 13, 2009 |
The most persistent of you patient readers may recall my previous writings on springtime critters. If not, I refer you to Springtime: It’s: It’s Not All a Bed of Roses published March 28, 2007 wherein I recounted the life and death of the most vernal of creatures….the June Bug (Melonthinae Phyllophago). My attention was redirected to this virulent springtime pest when I approached my office at the ranch yesterday morning and learned that I had not only failed to close the door tightly, but I’d also neglected to turn the lights off. Both of those failures were more than enough for S. to commit me to the penalty box for a five minute major, but worse...
by admin | Mar 26, 2009 |
“I’m mad as hell, and I’m not going to put up with it any more.” So spake the little remembered Eddie Chiles, former owner of the Texas Rangers, Western Supply, and past seeker of the governorship of the great State of Texas. Today he would be a good running buddy for those members of the 5th estate, howling public masses, and driveling politicians who compose the latest screech of public opinion demanding the economic lynching of the recipients of the so called “stay bonus” from AIG. At the risk of being accused of being a corporate apologist, let me say that I’ve rarely seen so much heat with so little light. Perhaps that should be excused in the case of...
by admin | Mar 16, 2009 |
I’ve long had a love affair with languages, and the fact that I have no ear or particular talent for languages not my own has deterred me not one whit. My first encounter with another language was on the playground in elementary school in San Angelo. Of course the words I learned, or maybe just repeated, would make your average parson blush. They, in English, ran to “Do you want to fight” or worse, “f***k your mother”. I, of course, knew not what I was saying, but if they could say it to me, I could say it to them, and I sounded really good. For some mysterious reason, I took Latin in the 8th grade and can still recite the opening passage of Caesar’s...
