A subject grounded in filth, “…to lowest pitch of abject fortune thou art fallen” –John Milton

John, with no lowercase name beginnings to show that he’s a new rad-Dad for feminism evidenced by his having grown moobs from all of the craft beer and tofu he’s been slurping.

So, with this knowledge how do we see the court system in a different light, think, “Objection your Honor!” Looks to me like our forefathers may have considered the definitions closely considering these would be immediately marked as brothers in the old sorting systems, to only be one letter off in spelling! Remember when words had roots?

I guess no one bothered to learn my language,

& this is going to be a problem because when I was a Kindergarten Kid I tried to make things as complex as I could because that’s what big girls could do! So, if nobody learned my tricks at looping and triple meaning then nobody is coming into this jungle with me. Believe me when I say, I have given plenty of clues! My Versailles 12-light, antiqued-bronzed, leaded-crystal,

chandelier never arrived, purportedly stolen by pirates in that Suez Canal block called an obstruction, Ever Given, a container ship to blame, and a California dreaming, backup of spike-agenda freight hold-up meant lack of goods no matter the reasons, like brown bottlenecks thickening with the liquid acidophilus, stacking sky-high,

in the harbors, none at the Co-op, Fred’s or Natural Grocers? Clearly the problem is on our side then? If happening Right & Left at every Port of Call?