Friday, August 8, 2014
Jurisprudence
Maybe you were all picked, by God and/or the universe, to be in this space and place, at this point in the economy. Buck up, and don't F*** up. It is time to be brilliant, or to fall by the wayside. I expect all your papers to be perfectly documented, with bibliography, and just add an epilogue for me and only me. When you all turned away, I ran anyway. None of you have given me PAC funding or even really acknowledgement for my military and/ or academic service. I will not let that be the complaint at the end of the day. I will kick your a**es anyway. Lies and liars urn no grades except A's. Your awards are your heracy for the retardation you all are in every nation. Go at me criminally and civilly, and I will show my law degree, internationally. Oh yeah, I already have. I have been in a court of law ten times more than any one of you. Find your space and begin to type, with elegance, brilliance, and relevance. Case dismissed.
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