‘You’re arrogant and amoral, and it’s people like you who
are spoiling America.’
So what fate now awaits me even before I die? If you can get
prosecuted in America for
spoiling the neighbourhood by having a bare patch in your front lawn, what the
hell happens to you if you spoil the whole of America? Was that black Chevy with
the tinted windows, which was parked up just
where I walk every week, pure
coincidence? Should I start sleeping with the light on? Should I dig a priest
hole under the living room floor? Could I live with the irony if I did?
Let’s change the subject…
Imagine you’re completely down and out and living as a
beggar on the street, and further imagine that a little girl approaches and
offers you the pound she’d been given to buy an ice cream. What the hell would
you do? Take the money and deprive a little girl of her ice cream? Refuse it
and deny her the grace of a charitable act? Would you be able to live with
yourself ever again if you did either?
2 comments:
I would love to have more people like you to come over and "spoil" America. Much preferable to having people like Donald Trump "fix" it.
Why thank you, ma'am. Undeserved praise from someone I respect so much.
And I apologise for not commenting on your probate posts. As interesting as I found them - and I did - I've been a bit down and lacking mental energy for the past week or so. (Hence no posts, and thanks for hanging in.)
Still, on re-reading this one I got the answer to the beggar and the little girl conundrum. I think I'll make a new post of it so as to get at least one notch in the August column.
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