LitaWrites (real_lawyer) wrote,

Tossed Salad Friday

~~ I don’t think that I’ve ever praised a Daily News cover unless it featured one of my teams winning, so here’s a first:

~~ I am freaking tired of the pols who kowtow to the NRA’s stance on an unfettered militia while dismissing our basic human right to stay alive.

~~ This is a very bad week for living, but it was an OK week for justice. Sheldon Silver was convicted on all counts, Don Blankenship on some counts. And an electrician turned Citibank executive is going to jail for stuffing his pockets full of cash, which means we’ll soon be hearing that, Yes indeed!, Wall Street is being policed.

~~ Back to Sheldon Silver.
Yet it’s not just him. The NY legislature is rife with people lacking morals that jibe with mine. I want my government to be without conflict and responsible to the people; I’ve seen more than a dozen members of the NY Senate and Assembly from Long Island reward those who in turn line their pockets. Yet Governor Cuomo merely waves a flashlight in the direction of Albany ethics, rather than drawing back the curtains and letting in bleaching sunlight.

~~ Wow, Bette Midler is 70. And Woody Allen is 80. Somehow — without any rational reason – I thought they were contemporaries. In age, I mean, not talent.
~~ The woman acted quite happy, so I remarked, “You seem very jubilant today.” She looked at me with the blankest of expressions, then brightened back up and said (quite euphorically), “OK!” I’m guessing she had no idea what I was talking about, which happens to me occasionally. I get ribbed for using $5.00 words when 50-cent words would suffice, and I know that’s true. However, in my defense, I just love using wonderful words. If I actually wanted to show off, or show someone up, I’d rebut the rebuke by saying, “Oh, yeah? You know you’re calling me sesquipedalian?”

~~ Adventures in reading: I read a very good book with an abundance of typos, and then another quite enjoyable novel with just one error in almost 300 pages — the word petition appeared where partition clearly was intended. Thereafter, I moved to an immaculately proofed and edited book, written by a celebrity, that was so bad that I wanted to scream. I paid $30.00 for it (not willingly, but I did it) and it was torturing me nightly as I read before bed. Then I heard a radio commentator say, “Life’s too short for bad literature.” [I thought he quoted Montaigne, but I can’t find it attributed to him.] Before sleep that night, I blithely tossed the book aside and started reveling in a Dave Eggers book. So the first person who wants a celebrity’s book about relationships, it’s yours. I’m happily reading Your Fathers, Where Are They? And the Prophets, Do They Live Forever?

Have a great weekend! And Happy Hanukkah from my family to yours!

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