Nowdy, those other blogs are eating your lunch on the Delaughter story.
Maybe so, concerned reader, but I was lost in other thoughts; and, frankly, just not hungry.
Some years ago, I was the guest speaker for a Mother’s Day luncheon held at what was then called the “women’s prison” – a mother talking with other mothers about our shared concerns. I wasn’t hungry then, either. In fact, as I recall, I started losing my appetite when the first big metal door locked behind me.
Locked doors, however, do not frighten me as much as closed minds.
Stone walls do not a prison make nor iron bars a cage…
I note those who decry the notion of “political prisoners” seem to be, in many cases, prisoners of their own politics – and I hunger for the justice of a vigorous public conversation about judicial bribery and the Supreme Court’s recent decision in Yearger (June 18, 2009): Continue reading “One man’s convicted felon is another’s father, son”