Showing posts with label pokey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pokey. Show all posts

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Elevator Pitch My Blog or "Earache, My Eye!"

So, I started this blog, see. And I wrote a couple of nice posts, see.
     And then...(silence).
Like a whisper that you could just barely hear, but couldn't quite make out.

Now here I am again: unemployed, under worked, and BORED. Mostly looking for an outlet, but also thinking that this could be a way to somehow help me gather my strength and my emotional armor in an effort to charge forward. A way to stumble upon the next chapter in my life. So, "I'm back, b-aaaaa-ck in the Bloggle again."

But I've never been one for shameless self promotion.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

A Few Thoughs on Crime and Punnishment

"The world has been filled with prisons and dungeons, with chains and whips, with crosses and gibbets, with thumbscrews and racks, with hangmen and heads-men - and yet these frightful means and instrumentalities have committed far more crimes than they have prevented.... Ignorance, filth, and poverty are the missionaries of crime. As long as dishonorable success outranks honest effort - as long as society bows and cringes before the great thieves, there will be little ones enough to fill the jails."
~Robert Ingersoll, Crimes Against Criminals

And another...

"Every crime is born of necessity. If you want less crime, you must change the conditions. Poverty makes crime. Want, rags, crusts, misfortune - all these awake the wild beast in man, and finally he takes, and takes contrary to law, and becomes a criminal. And what do you do with him? You punish him. Why not punish a man for having consumption? The time will come when you will see that that is just as logical. What do you do with the criminal? You send him to the penitentiary. Is he made better? Worse. The first thing you do is to try to trample out his manhood, by putting an indignity upon him. You mark him. You put him in stripes. At night you put him in darkness. His feeling for revenge grows. You make a wild beast of him, and he comes out of that place branded in body and soul, and then you won't let him reform if he wants to."
~Robert Ingersoll, A Lay Sermon
 
Well Said.