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Friday, April 29, 2005

If you don't stop looking at my girlfriend 

I will be legally entitled to kill you in the state of Florida.

I think Colorado's "Make My Day" law is fine and reasonable; if some dark figure is lurking in your home you can't identify in the middle of the night, shoot away. Kicking up a notch, Jeb "Culture of Life" Bush signed a bill this week that makes preemptive strikes not just whizbang foreign policy, but everyday "common sense crime reduction". Now if I "feel threatened", I can start shooting, say, in broad daylight, in the mall, when I see some surly teenagers. If I ever find myself in Florida, I will just shoot everyone I see dead as soon as possible, based on the idea that I am threatened by their potential to become threatened by me and then be legally allowed to kill me.

What the fuck are these people thinking? Oh, Bernard Goetz! You were simply ahead of your time, and north by 2000 too many miles.

-Miguel Sanchez  10:13 EST | |

About us:

This weblog is an ongoing, if periodic, effort by several friends to stay in touch, in reading material, and in ideas.

Lucky Luciano is a former Italian Stallion real estate hustler and Benedict Arnold CEO turned shady lawyer-to-be. He lives in Denver.

Ben is a Paramedic and would-be philantropist who lives in Denver. He knows everything about nothing.

Fuzzy Dunlop lives in Manhattan. He is more than capable of standing up to the stresses of a high crime urban environment.

Jess is a teacher. But have YOU given her an apple? No, you haven't. You should be ashamed of yourself. This crazy feminist currently rests her copy of Awakening in Jersey City.

Matt is a pariah, iconoclast, and professor of gambling living in Oakland.

Miguel Sanchez is not Lionel Hutz.

Daddy Brooklyn lives in Brooklyn. He hates Republicans, though he wouldn't mind being ensconced in the landed elite of New York City.

Paul just smoked my eyelids and punched my cigarette.

Ziggy Stardust has no past.

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