Letter to the Editor
Dear Sam
Your
article, "Bad News" in the Feb. '08 letter was on target. Here's
a horror story I hope you'll print. In Russellville, Pope County,
Ark., in 2006, two cops beat to death a man who was having a nervous breakdown.
They got off scot free, thanks to a corrupt sheriff and prosecuting attorney.
Also
in Pope Co., Ark., in Aug of '07, I was running out of gas on I-40.
I pulled off the highway and was immediately arrested by a state cop who
I gave my driver's license to in his hands, and he swore I gave him a wrong
birth date. Why would I? I was thrown in a cold cell in the
Pope County jail. For 3 days my car was impounded — I lost it.
I pled innocent, at the trial; I was fined $100 for "illegal parking."
Your readers should definitely avoid "beautiful" Pope County, Arkansas.
Respectfully,
— a reader; Russellville, Arkansas
I
don't know. It just seemed like a good idea to hide his name.
— editor
The Fable of the Twins
As Retold by Sam Aurelius Milam III
Once
upon a time, a good many years ago, two identical twins, born in England,
were given up for adoption. One of the twins was adopted by a family
that lived in Iran. His adoptive parents named him Amaal. The
other of the twins was adopted by a family that lived in Spain. He
was given the name Juan.
About
20 years later, everybody involved decided to have a reunion. The
biological mother was waiting at Heathrow, Amaal and Juan were scheduled
to arrive soon, and there were even a few media hounds in attendance.
Juan's
plane arrived and he was tearfully reunited with his biological mother.
Then everybody waited for Amaal's plane. It got later and later until
finally somebody declared, "I'm tired of waiting! Let's all go home!"
The
mother exclaimed, "But Amaal isn't here yet!"
One
of the media hounds answered, "So what? They're identical twins!"
Everybody
went home.
Moral:
If you've seen Juan then you've seen Amaal.
A Box of Kisses
Original Source Unknown. Forwarded by BLA, of Schertz,
Texas.
Some
time ago, a man criticized his 3-year-old daughter for wasting some gold
wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became angry when she used
the paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless,
she brought the gift to him the next morning and said, "This is for you,
Daddy."
He
was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction but his anger flared again
when he found that the box was empty. He yelled, "Don't you know
when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside
it?"
The
little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "But Daddy,
it's not empty, I blew kisses into it, all for you, Daddy."
The
father put his arms around his little girl and asked for her forgiveness.
An
accident took the life of the child only a short time later and, as the
story goes, the man kept the gold box by his bed for many years thereafter.
Whenever he felt discouraged, he'd take out an imaginary kiss and remember
the love of the little girl who'd put it there. *
Stray Thoughts
Sam Aurelius Milam III
Technobully
— A technobully is someone who, by controlling product availability, forces
new products into the marketplace without any regard for how silly or how
useless they are and for no better reason than that he can make a profit
by selling them to technosuckers.
Technosnob
— A technosnob is someone who sneers at other people for using products
that aren't as new or as fancy as his own.
Technosucker
— A technosucker is someone who mindlessly welcomes any new product without
regard for how silly or how useless it is and for no better reason than
that it's new. My father taught me that all progress is change but
not all change is progress. Most people today have failed to learn
that lesson. They're technosuckers.
Old Timer's Lore
Overheard by Sam Aurelius Milam III
Losing
Situation — Don't wrestle with a pig. You'll both get dirty but
the pig will enjoy it.
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