Posts Tagged ‘accidents’

Give him a speedy trial and then hang him

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008


So, you get a gun.

You get ammunition.

You load the gun.

You call a cab to pick you up at the end of a dead end street ? even though you don?t need to go anywhere.

When the cab arrives, you point the gun at the driver?s head and say something like ?give me your money or I?ll kill you?.

And then – ?even though you didn?t mean to? – an ?accident? happens, and the gun ?goes off?.


The post title contains pretty much everything I have to say about this. “Accident” my ass — what, you weren’t expecting him to struggle or something?

Even if he didn’t intend to actually pull the trigger in the end, that distinction is inconsequential.

Slice of Life

Saturday, March 22nd, 2008

When I was about four years old I stepped on… something sharp… under the water at a lake in northern Wisconsin. Sliced my foot open right good. I screamed like a banshee until Mom or Dad (don’t quite remember) came and got me — I was only about ten feet from shore.

I’m now 35 years old. I still vividly remember the pain. I remember Mom (or Dad?) washing my foot off, hands soaked in red. I remember the drive to the only hospital in the area, which was on an Indian reservation.

I remember getting the novocain shot (seemingly) directly into the gash that almost severed my pinkie toe, and I remember the feeling of the sewing needle going in and out as they put in the stitches.

And I remember not being scared. Mom and Dad were right there.

(Inspired by this post.)