Inkwell: Authors and Artists

    
rstwhile possibility that any other thought, topic or subject might
tr-
  

    
ip up any pseudo-intellectual trying to elucidate their position
while app-
  

    
roaching the bench. With a toss of her long golden locks, Clementina
u-
  

    
nderhandedly re-phrased Hamlin's last sentence, giving it a t-
  

    
wo-to-one chance of being overturned upon appeal, and adding, t-
  

    
hat, if overturned, there would be hell to p-
  

    
reachers who disobey the chain of command, likely b-
  

    
efore they really thought things through. It’s a sad fact that most
of us jump before we th-
  

    
row the ball, when it would make more sense to throw the ball while y-
  

    
elling rapid fire obscenities at random pe-
  

    
licans as they stare balefully at the incoming ti-
  

    
rade from a passel of pissed-off penguins who had just been in-
  

    
doctrinated with Hillary Hate and Bernie Bile but can't bring herself to p-
  

    
ersonally accept any responsibility for the sorry state of a-
  

    
nchovy fishing.  Well, and be fair, it’s really not their f-
  

    
eelings that got hurt but it is their stubborn inability to be-
  

    
come enlightened that should concern us all. A willing ignorance is d-
  

    
ecidedly not in the best interests of de-
  

    
liberate indifference to outcomes that cause o-
  

    
ne's head to shake in bewilderment and dismay. I've SMH'd so much it's n-
  

    
ow looking like I have Parkinson's of the head, continully sha-
  

    
bling along in the political left lane, hoping to merge safely while
I ease my way to the next of-
  

    
fensive tweet from you-know-who. I don't know if I can take much m-
  

    
using from a mind not constrained by, you know, objective f-
  

    
orbearance. Still, the planet is having a big week. Tides here are
swinging so much that at low tide it looks like boats are gr-