aabwc looking about

Growth

2017-02-18T06:26:00.000-08:00

Amusing, alarming, even enticeing
point of view.
How the easily educated are

desperately bound to knowledge passed down.

Growth or represression the only choice

for institutions locked into

fundamental flaw.

Gentle folk pushed by whip and prize

from boom to bust for all consuming glory

of short lived men
who see only, them.

Digging up Australia.

2013-11-25T16:42:00.000-08:00

We used to let diggings go unfilled until they started to collapse. We've had our national economy dictated for decades by "the mining boom", while the price on everything spirals to comical heights. At least it would be comical if it wasn't so deadly. Historically, whenever mining companies gain this sort of control of a country, the "Gold Fever" has Governments slaughtering it's own citizens. Today, the country dies a slow painful death while a few plunder our meager, finite resources.
They are finite, stuff that humans have found a use for, resources that have been plundered all over the world. Depletion of the worlds richest mines has focused attention on Australia's meager supplies. History has recorded the cycle, on numerous occasion. Nations, picked clean by multinational pirates, left to starvation and war as the band marches on. Clouding the water, with cliqueyed catch cries of market, trade, development, growth and employment is standard practice, in a cycle recorded so many times. Stratigic placements in places of power and misdirection, with troughs for snouts, always seems to cover the ears of those who need to hear. It beggars belief that nations don't learn.
Keep your plunder ables, under lock & key, guarded and used sparingly for National gain. Tax every ounce or gram that leaves our shores. When it's gone there is no more and our world deals in centuries, not just days. If the price ain't right, it's a no sale.

She

2013-11-15T20:24:00.000-08:00

She, so fine your blood hurts when she's gone.

You miss her when you're breathing.

I was there, too late to see

That She, way uglier then me.

It ain't a badge pinned to the skin

Or even a horrid secret buried deep in.

It's a guiding thought all her own

faithful to corrupted truth and ignorant hope

She Ugly

She, say she be for me "always, only thee"
Set me free, just let me be me, gotta be free
It's all about me, me, me, me.
She Ugly

She, divine feelings wound round magic touch.
You play or stay at eyes diamond say.

I was there, too blind to see
That She, way uglier then me.
It ain't cool, cruel words burning the soul
Or sweet lies told to tighten her hold.
It's cold choices thought and made
with whores regard of brood and love.
She Ugly

She, say she be for me "always, only thee"
Set me free, just let me be me, gotta be free
It's all about me, me, me, me.
She Ugly

She, pretty innocence raptures all the knight.
You, fierce champion of honor unseen.
I was there, too faithful to believe
That She, way uglier then me.
It ain't angers heated eruptions causing blood
Or vindictive destruction of life work.
It's uncared, inaction at urgent need neglected
for own comfort, security and greed.
She Ugly

FmeFU

2013-11-08T22:48:00.000-08:00

If we are made to do it, we begin with an excuse to fail.

If we are allowed to love it,

Success and failure are irrelevant

Aussie Lovers

2013-09-03T06:47:00.003-07:00

All us lovers of the "Land of Aus" have a choice to make.

I don't travel but I watch, listen and remember.

All the bloodshed and strife, has corruption at it's core.

All the world is watching, hoping for an answer.

What path will Aussie take.

When they murmur, sweet lies, in my ear

I remember. "I've heard this before".

Promises unfinished by corruptions tempting tease.

Change, before the end, is an end undone.

Unfinished business filling coffers by ignorant fear.

Sweet promises by ugly people are the promise of an ugly thing.

Condone misbehavior while corruption digs further in.

Bureaucracies tangled chaos should never rule or speak

but be, by sensitive, committed hands, the path

to corruptions final fling.

If you have to use force your wrong.

2013-06-30T22:15:00.000-07:00

If you have to use force, you're wrong.

To submit is to forsake all, that I hold to be good and pure in the world.

In submission I love life, the world and mankind, less.

My love sustains me.

Boundless love is the domain of Gods.

We mere mortals thrive, strive and fail in life's, death ended, cycle.

Our first and only, primal choice is to love, or not.

All other, choice, is secondary and contrived.

Crisis' Crux or crooks

2012-06-03T15:44:00.001-07:00

If it weren't so serious it would be amusing, that the solution is so simple and still we can't grasp it. Histories greatest minds have told us repeatedly, "the answer", and we've always got it wrong. We even got "God, Allah, the Force and numerous others", to tell us the way and still, our purposeful ignorance murders man and home.

While it's true, that the largest proportion of this planets inhabitants lack the understanding and capacity to alter our path. It's also true to say, that we humans have not done so, for no other reason than criminal intent. There is no other truthful explanation for humankind's inability to correct our murderous folly.
Any Governmental system can do the job as long as self serving, short lived humans have no sway. Our best endeavours are all for nought while human nature has it's corrupting way.
Understanding and accepting human fragility and fallibility is central to a workable Governor.("Governor" = "That which regulates".) We have been fooled, into believing that someone must rule, because humans like to follow. Humans will follow a pig, if it's truffles they desire. Election is choosing the pig with the best nose. Dictatorship is only having one pig. When the truffles are all gone, bacon is on the table.
Election is a natural function of human psyche. We choose our direction, numerous times, every day and become distressed when we can't. We willingly choose and follow a leader to reduce our own workload of expectations. Humans physically relax and enjoy life more when they know that their life is improving, ability and capacity are irrelevant, at least until expectation is involved.
Leaders satisfy expectation or loose following. Government is a word for " those that must meet expectations". Election of a Governor is a pacifying mechanism long used to keep the monkeys off the pork. Rather then decapitating a king, we vote the bum out. Elections sooth the human need for directional choice. Effectively choosing ones direction has been evolved into electing Government.
Capitalisation of this human trait is histories testament to man's misuse of our world. Recently, in history, when we were warriors, accession to leadership meant the granting of omnipotent power to Government. We that have survived that carnage have learned, far too slowly, that murder and destruction is the only possible dividend of force and confrontation.
On a planet that could easily cater to the needs of all it's inhabitants, we humans are still depriving and murdering each other while the destruction, wrought to the bubble that sustains us, mounts. There is no honest reason to continue along the path of destruction. "The Answer", is there and when the truffles are all gone it could be too late for the pigs and us.

Opinion

2012-05-22T02:47:00.002-07:00

We, of this world, have just begun to reap the whirlwind from the seeds, planted by monkeys who made opinion, law. Suppression of argument, elimination of opposition and might made opinion right. Fundamental flaws, missed, ignored and or concealed, for expedience or profit, are unopposed opinions' terminal twist.

Uneducated, unwashed masses couldn't care, while morsels splashed to their trough. Rivers of gold descry'd and scoured, peter now from their peak. Stripped naked earth and omnipotent sun drives our rat race moulded throngs to a need for truth. Realisation of the terminal twist.

Natures beast meets force with force. Oppressions necessarily strangling grip weakens with use. Opinion forced, past any argument, is weakened by that force.

If you must use force your wrong.

Bent Evolution

2012-02-16T08:30:00.000-08:00

Charles Darwin was quoted recently, in support of conservative opinion that would force measures on populations who increasingly resent the falsehood and corruption. Human evolution has been forever stamped with force of arms, murder and destruction. An easy option for population control has always been, a good war. Which mutation do we promote with our murderous evolution.
Who prospers from our glorious carnage.? The grunt at the front who kills and dies or their children in creche, tested and taught. We wage our honorable slaughter for Westminster and the rule of Law so business and back room boys can keep hold of the plums, that's what Government is for.. Government, our venerable assemblage, twisted and hammered, since before Pharaoh held sway. When God rules the world, that'll be the day.
Government, God and plunder, the tools of rule. Inheritance bequeathed from the ancient glory of murderous chimps. All the ancient assemblages that rule our world come from our past, burdened with agenda, moulded with bias toward keeping control.
With the world currently operating at over 150% of operating capacity, surely, all of the ancient structures that rule us must be considered void. Instead of pre emptive strikes, on each other, we need pre emptive support for each other, pre emptive radical restructuring of governments, pre emptive elimination of corruption and thuggery.
Poverty isn't a lack of money, it's a shameful indictment of mankind.

Politically Correct

2011-10-05T03:11:00.000-07:00

When my daughter jumped the curb during a driving lesson, I thought, "Get out of here before this spastic kills us both." I should have said, " It's OK you'll get better at this with practice." Simple PC that enabled a calm retreat from the footpath and the orderly resumption of the driveing lesson. Not me, I looked at her and in my calmest voice said, " Geez woman, If you ever do that again, you should at least wait until there's a pedestrian there."

History

2011-08-11T01:25:00.000-07:00

Kill them slow, Kill them fast

Genocide's the game

Let'em last

It's all mine, Can't let them get

War's the game

Let'em fret

Costs too much, to kill em all

Hunger's the game

Let'em fall

Filthy monkeys, just won't die

Religeon's the game

Let'em lie

Useless God, they're a flood not a dribble

Money's the game

Let'em quibble

They fight and fight, useless rabble

Democracy's the game

Let'em babble

Planets a mess, all a big stink

Survival's the game

Let'em think

World Building

2011-08-09T22:24:00.000-07:00

I live in a rude, rough, wild world

Where strong men break

Or hide in towers of fancy, built

On the backs of men

Force, the currency of power

Kowtow the only choice to survive

Until slip the shackled towers

On the backs of men

In our patient, unforgiving world

While force is the choice of rule

Nations crumble and towers fall

Historically the cost of building
On the backs of men

Extremeism

2011-07-26T06:19:00.000-07:00

       One of my kids is short. His genetic twist made him short in stature, short fused and hard as, mind and body. When he was about ten, he had to change schools, no fault of his and no major problem for him. On the third day, we were urgently called to the school. Our beautiful, little boy had grabbed another poor, boy child by the hair and stabbed him three times in the neck with a pencil.
      By the time his mother and I got to the school the chaos had subsided, a little. The victim was on the way to hospital, the children's teacher was being counselled, the child witnesses had been moved to another room for counselling, the janitor was cleaning up the crime scene, the culprit was locked in the principals office, authorities had been notified and the Principal was preparing the expulsion papers.
       Principals lockup reeked of adrenalin and fear. At, "What happened mate." our baby boy sighed and cried then sobbingly said, " Big Gorilla has been following me around since I got here, sob, pushing and punching, sob, I told Miss but that just made it worse, sob, and then today, sob sob, he knocked my pencil on the floor and laughed at me. Everybody saw and his friends laughed."
        By this time his mother was crying, he was sobbing and sniffing, I thought the Principal was close to fainting and so, I pointed to the door. He nodded and led outside. I asked if we could talk to the teacher. We couldn't. We took our violent offender home. We talked a little, he talked a little, we loved him, we love him still.
         Both boys got suspended for a week. A report was done by the authorities and put on record. The other boys parents still don't talk to us, he had stitches but, thankfully, no serious injury. There was no further trouble at school and our boy settled in quite well. Now he's a champion with a family of his own. Later, at a parent/ teacher meeting Miss told us, " I thought we could work it out and then it just erupted so fast that I couldn't stop it."
         I'm just glad that these boys learned this lesson before they could actually damage each other.

GOD

2011-06-29T20:46:00.000-07:00

We evolutionary slag of a molten rock

on a lifelong cycle of survival
Around a conflagration of sustenance
whose limits we still guess.
We ape progeny with the arrogance of ignorance
We found a gun with which to make things right

We are God, we get it right or we are gone.

Evil

2011-04-01T20:08:00.000-07:00

On the day that Evil was born a monkey found that he could own.
A flaming bush where the girls want to be.
Whatever it takes, they come to me.
A neck in the path that morsels walk.
Choose, how you'll join the feast.
Join the kill or be the meal
Fight and win, scavange the bones
Lie and pretend, we are not beast.

Ferals and their effect.

2010-10-31T01:50:00.000-07:00

When you ask people what is the most destructive feral introduction to Australia, depending where you are, the answer varies.Toads, rabbits, foxes, lawyer cane, prickly pear, rubber vine and every year there is something else that we have to watch out for. Fruit fly, fire ant, mosquitos, swine flu, bird flu, foot and mouth, blights of various pedigree and other diseases too numerous to mention. Every now and then, some foolhardy individual will mention the creature responsible for the most damage, besides man, to Australian nature. They are immediatly ignored.

In my youth I worked for a while as a prospector. It was my job to get samples of earth from unexplored country. Working from aerial photographs we would trek out to specific river systems to collect our samples. Base camp was tents, beside a spring at the end of a dozed track. It took the Cat D7 two weeks to get us vehicle access to our base camp. The original dozer driver had to be rescued when he pushed over a dead tree and was attacked by a bee swarm.

The longest trek we did was three days out from base camp by trials bike. Once we got to an area we would spread out and walk along the creeks taking samples. It was on this trip that I started to notice the native fauna or lack of it. There were pigs, an occasional big snake, a bower bird or two and cats. Every hundred yards there was a cat. Although I wasn't in the country that I grew up in it was similar and before I went away to school, I was a bush kid. I lived on the rivers, fishing and exploring. My home range had flocks of small birds, numerous doves, quail, bush hen, hunting birds, cassowary, marsupials in profusion, frogs, lizards and insects of wonderful variety. I hadn't been on my rivers for over ten years but I thought that this country that I was exploring should have the same wildlife. It didn't, it had cats. When I got home again I found that my rivers had cats too, they were silent and dying.

Crooks that didn't get caught. Where are they now?

2010-10-24T21:31:00.000-07:00

Every month, for a couple of years in the mid seventies, my home town would send a semi trailer south with a load of hippie hemp. Cash, for the green product, was driven back in used cars by local youth who thought the cars were the business. Within the first couple of years, of brisk trade, the whole town was in one way or another caught up in the trade. When the cars came in, the town boomed.

Us high school kids had all we could smoke supplied by the older blokes that drove the cars back from the southern cities. When these older blokes got together, and started running their own trade, the trouble started. We got to watch hired guns, biker wars, gun fights, stabbings, kidnappings, murders and disappearances. Our little towns police force went from two to twenty four in a fortnight. It was amusing to watch the developments. While the police were busy stamping out the dreaded bikers the monthly trucks continued to roll. As they tore the seats out of hippies combie vans the trucks rolled on by. Small crops and kids got busted but the monthly truck still went. It was another twelve months before a real drug squad arrived and the trucks stopped. It's was amusing to watch the theatrics involved with the shutdown. Press releases and appearances proclaiming the victory over the drug trade with the capture of some small time growers trying to capitalise on the demand left after the trucks stopped.

It's amusing too, to remember those that made their fortune in that time. To see them stand on the church steps, after Sunday mass, and tell their friends and admirers that their good fortune came from God and hard work, is reason to laugh. A sad, cynical laugh because these people still own our little town. They sit on boards and councils, making decisions about peoples futures. The control structure that they used then is still in play. Mr. Fitzgerald ruffled their feathers but only momentarily.

Manners in school

2010-10-14T18:44:00.000-07:00

I just cant let this day go by without writing my opinion on this. People on their high horses are right when they say that children learn their values from their parents. They also learn from everyone that they come in contact with. The time of our youth is when our most enduring habits and opinions are adopted. While we do adapt and grow throughout our life, our youth is our most impressionable age.

To ignore this fact as we ride by on our high horses is dangerous ignorance. Our childrens futures are moulded in our schools whether we like it or not. All children are affected by their school experience, their decisions, choices and opinions begin their inception in the youth\school period of their life. A well equipped and inclusive education system would be an effective foil to most of the social blights that are rising in our society.

In my youth, the school experience was a different creature then the one of today. The family support group, a larger, more reliable structure then the highly pressured, busy unit of today, was the dominant feature in my education. To pine for the past is ignorant folly. To ignore the facts, by rideing a high horse, is indeed a destructive and callous view.

How's Things

2010-10-11T22:16:00.000-07:00

There's things that have to be done.
There's things that need to be done.
There's things that should be done.
There's things that people want done.
There's even things that I'd like to do.
Who's going to do them all.

Jobs for the gang.

2010-10-05T06:12:00.000-07:00

If you have ever taken the time to observe human behaviour you realise, though more advanced and refined, we are definitely apes. If you take all the behavioral characteristics of Bonobos, Chimpanzee and Gorilla, rolled them into one, you wouldn't come close to the, behavior or misbehavior, scope of the human ape. It is, however, plainly obvious that evolution has grown us from this root.

Evolution has left us the addiction ruled beasts that we are. Our most intense and profound feelings, are in fact, chemical reactions. Our emotional desires and driving attractions are, our, addiction to, our own, chemical production. It should be no surprise that so many find some measure of gratification from drugs.

If, with this view of human nature in mind, we look at societal evolution and history it is evident that humans rarely consider long term ramifications and, generally, make choices with self gratification in mind. Stone age survival, invading nomads, maniacal rulers and subversive capitalists, to name a few, have fostered in human kind a flocking habit where, pheromones still rule. It's quite amazing to watch emotion spread, like contagion, through a mob. Predisposition and the trigger. Herding chemical monkeys.

As we clever apes evolve our civilisation our very nature needs to be accepted and properly catered to. Understanding the true nature of the beast, adjusting expectations and allowing for real needs will prevent the imposition of values that oppose human nature thus limiting conflict. Domestic violence, vandalism, random violence, gang mentality are all products of our ignorance of our nature. Workplace discrimination, sexual harassment and for that matter, all deviant behaviour are directly attributable to ignorance and mishandling of human nature.

One of our players, a thirty year old building contractor, doing a high pressure job, running the family business was unusually quiet during our card game. I said " What's up." "Bloody unfair dismissal laws," came the growl," the old man hired a foreman while I was on holidays and I've been back a week and wanted to punch his face in the first time I met him. Can't punch him and can't sack him. It's going to get violent."

Two big, aggressive men, doing the same job, driving other men to meet deadlines. High pressure, high adrenaline and both thinking things should be done their way. The situation amused me because our player usually did the hiring and would not have hired someone that pushed his buttons. If you want to be in his gang he's the boss and you do what he tells you when he tells you. As it turns out our players father stepped in and had him hire another gang and start a new contract. The old man is a player too.

Policy dictated by the lowest standard, limits and restricts advancement to a higher standard.

2010-09-30T21:45:00.000-07:00

Our oldest player, a 60 year old semi retired doctor, when the hullabaloo about the insulation "scandal" first started, stated, " Public service will be loving this. There'll be commissions, new departments, more compulsory courses, new legislation and laws and a new breed of officials. All because some cowboy trying to make a quick buck, didn't do the right thing. It's a joke."

This is an important point. Every time an isolated incident attracts the attention of the press or has political yardage the cost of doing business goes up, directly impacting the cost of living. This is a simple truth that has become the accepted norm. Public service, utilities, government agencies and contractors love the courses and junkets because billable hours and production are not, for them, a matter of survival. Inefficiency and waste, inherent to publicly funded industry, is ignored and even advanced as the required way to do business. By allowing " lazy " industry to devise and enforce standards and requirements on industry achieves only minimal gain for exorbitant cost to the public purse and productive industry.

Another simple truth is that innovation and advancement are best affected when necessity is confronted by efficient, effective industry. It's folly to require conformity to requirements that the " lazy " industry deems important when things that they find inconsequential are critical to most business. A prominent politician from Queensland is quoted to have said, " Getting Government to respond with sensitivity is like trying to sail an ocean liner up a creek."

Administration costs higher then service provided

2010-09-30T04:03:00.000-07:00

A few years ago one of our founders, an electrical contractor, was trying to hire an electrical tradesman. In country towns tradesmen are a rare commodity but he found one. During the terms negotiation, our player found out that the tradesman had accepted a position with the Regional Electrical Supply Authority. He was to commence with them in three months and was prepared to fill in, for our contractor, until then. The tradesman never actually worked for our contractor as the negotiations never got past the wage expectations as opposed to billable hours discussion.

They did maintain social contact though because their wives worked together. It is through social conversation that our player has kept track of the tradesman's progress in the Supply Authority. His initial Induction Course was daily instruction for four weeks, in the city, on full pay, all expenses paid at four star accommodation for him and his family. Since then he has done two or three courses every year under the same terms. While the hourly rate he receives as wages is not as high as he required of our contractor, it is close and still more then a contractor could pay and stay in business. His wage is an hourly rate, not attached to billable hours, with overtime and call out penalties. He is paid whether he performs productive work or not. There are measures in place to affect time and cost efficiencies but they are basically advisory and only in place for appearance sake and not effect.. Within two months of commencing work he was doubling his base wage each payday with overtime and call out claims. To earn the same with billable hours he would be doing over sixty hours every week. He rarely does forty and if he did more then forty his pay would be more. Strategic Penalty Placement. Part of the induction course.

Our player assures us that the tradesman "knows his stuff" and the Supply Authority got a good electrician. He is one of thousands of employees working for the Supply Authority. If these two are the only "junkets" that are standard practice throughout the Authority it is of little wonder that our electrical bills have quintupled in the last five years.

There is also our inventor, who has a couple of clever ideas. We all suggested that he should apply for a Government Grant. He did and was accepted. Fifty Thousand dollars was granted and he thought that will get his pilot plant up and running. When he went to access the money he was informed that only Ten thousand dollars was for the plant the other Forty thousand dollars was to go to a government contracted accountant.
Our inventor decided to find a better way. He has and seems happy with the progress his projects are making.
Accountability,Traceability and all the catch cries may be sound principles but waste in their name does nothing to further the cause, particularly when it leads to spiraling cost increases and hardship.

Exclusive nature of our education system.

2010-09-23T23:36:00.000-07:00

Crime rate, burgeoning correction centres, social segregation, poverty and domestic violence can all be laid fairly and squarely on the monumental flaws in our education system. Our children are required, by law, to attend an institution, of ancient derivation, that has been modified to locate and promote academia. Fear, engendered by the "dumbing down" argument has entrenched a focusing of resources in this elitist direction. Interest groups or in Noel Pearsons words "self interest" groups, of various persuasions, through pressure and manipulation do, particularly in localised instances, achieve some influence over outcomes and direction but these are, generally, responses to immediate needs, wants or failures as opposed to long term improvements in direction.

While this, under resourced, under manned and exclusive construct, is a major contributor to the myriad of social upwellings, pointed to in the previous chapter, it is still our best chance to minimise and even eliminate those same problems. As long as the majority of resources are spent, dealing with the symptoms, without putting the essentials into the root cause, the upwellings will continue. Exclusion, in our child care, kindergartens and primary schools, can not be allowed. The only exclusion from our children's development should be external "self interest". Key to a working school solution, is development of children's "Self Interest."

Development of "children's self interest" requires the allowance of time, resource and opportunity that is not determined or regulated by the "self interest" of parent, teacher, institution, state or country. An old sports coach put it in a nut shell when he said, " Allow children to love the game and they will strive to be champions."

Corruption and bias of our Legal system.

2010-09-20T19:37:00.000-07:00

" Ten Grand is what it costs to be innocent these days! Ten Grand if the charges aren't too serious! If you need a Barrister, Ten Grand is just the deposit!" " What's this all about?" we asked.

As it turns out, our players nineteen year old son had got himself caught up in a nightclub scuffle. The teenager was living away from home, for the first time, while chaseing work in the city. On a night out with his new flatmates he got bounced and put in lockup for the night. Next morning he was handed a wad of documents, released and told to appear in court. He asked his father to accompany him to a meeting with his legal aid solicitor. His options, as presented by legal aid, were, plead guilty and pay a fine but don't go to jail or hire his own solicitor and risk a jail term if he lost. Our player looked his son in the eye and said, "Are you guilty."

As it turns out, after over twelve months of bitter struggle and expense, the whole incident, it was belatedly revealed, was recorded on security video. Naturally the son declared himself innocent. Legal aid declared their stance by refusing to action the case because the young lout would not follow their advice. Father marches son out of legal aid, down the street to the nearest law firm. The law firms receptionist informs them that, for a deposit of Two Thousand dollars, one of the very, busy solicitors will look at their case.

As it turns out, after an hour, of letting his fingers do the walking, our player found a firm that would look at the case. His sons first appearence in court was next morning. The first meeting with his solicitor was two weeks away. The girl on the phone tells him to tell the court that he's waiting to see legal council. Four months, four court appearences, two solicitor meetings, one son return home, eight two hour trips to the city, after the day the accusations were made, our player came to a game of cards and made the starting exclamation. A court date had still not been set, once in four appearences a solicitor had appeared on his sons behalf . His entire families life was centred around his sons predicament and the only certainty that he had was that it was going to cost more then Ten Grand.

As it turns out, luckily for the son, our player was able to take out a loan to pay the law firm. Six months later and a total bill of Fourteen thousand dollars, on the steps of the District court, the charges where dropped because the video, that previously didn't exist, proved the sons version of events. Until the "Ten Grand" deposit was paid the possibility of video record wasn't ever mentioned. Even after the deposit was paid, six months of regular court appearences, regular trips to the city and, the related upheval caused severe strain to our players family life and work commitments.

As it turns out, this is just one of hundreds of similar situations, that we know of, from one country town. I don't believe that this situation is exclusive to our town. From research, I'm sure it's not. If this is the best legal system we can get there is no doubt that our prisons will continue to overflow. There is also no doubt that the crime rate and violence will escalate as people realise that it costs Ten Grand to be innocent.