The Wall

Eating out on Friday mornings after our walk, my favorite breakfast may be a roast beef sandwich at Cahalls Deli. Sliced as rare as possible, ww bread with mayo, no mustard, cheese, lettuce and tomato, dill pickles but no chips, sandwich cold not heated. So, yesterday at TAFB after my haircut, to the commissary for a pound of rare sliced roast beef, and making my own this morning. 



My sentiment as a doting cousin, uncle, father, grandfather, and ggf of beloved girls throughout my life, my sentiment is that Judge Aquilina’s metaphorical statement should be literal: she signed his death warrant and Larry Nassar should spend the rest of his life on death row. And MSU should be subjected to the same criminal prosecutions, firings, crippling financial penalties, and suspension treatment for their criminal enablement as PennState was for their scandal. From what the girls testified, the university response of minimizing, ignoring their reporting Nassar’s abuse was horrendously criminal, simple resignation of the university president is no more sufficient than letting Spanier off the hook, and other MSU officials are being identified as complicit. Larry should have the cell next to Jerry, and Simon and company in the cell block with Spanier et al.  

More, worse by infinite magnitude, America’s political juggling of the lives of human beings who came to this, our, their country as trusting, innocent children and now called Dreamers. For the conscienceless politicians, each and every one to a man: the Cubans' cry of rage and judgment of the vanquished when Castro came to power, “The Wall.”

Don’t know whether I’ll post this. Maybe, post now in my outrage, delete later.

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