Friday, June 08, 2007

Justice may be blind, but it is not deaf.

Maybe we should have left the goddess of justice's hands free of scales so that she might cover her ears. While courts may not have a problem putting the rich and famous in jail, sheriffs and prison officials certainly must have a problem listening to the constant complaints and accusations of their legal, emotion and physical representatives.

How much should one Sheriff have to endure to prove that our legal system treats the rich and poor, famous and ordinary the same? Media camped out at the front door, heiress crying in her cell, shrink bitching about nervous breakdowns and malnutruition and attorney bitching about everything he can can think to I'm sure. After all this Sheriff has actual criminal imates to control and to apprehend.

I'll sleep the same at night whether Paris suffers a jail sentence or a unflattering accessory. After all, how many people have to suffer so that Paris can get punished?

Thursday, June 07, 2007

23 days fly when you are having fun

I'm staying with my aunt and uncle this summer and there is something in my bathroom that makes me laugh everytime I see it (no it is not in the mirror). They have a hand towel with a Sylvia Plath quote on it. I know...questionable already right? But the quote is, "There must be a few things in life that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know what they are." I can only assume that the manufacturer of this towel has the greatest sense of irony I've ever encountered or is just plain stupid. I don't think my aunt gets the joke though.

p.s. The towel is pink and has a drawing of an ultra modern woman in the bath.