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The Last Juror

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Last night I stayed up most of the night and finished The Last Juror by John Grisham.

Kristen found this book for me at a garage sale about a month ago and it has been sitting on the table since then. I picked it up last night as I was bored and was not tired. Usually I can read a few chapters and it will help put me to sleep, but for some reason, this book was good and I had had too much sleep previous nights. It was really good.

One of my favorite quotes:
I couldn’t imagine a worse place for some nut to start shooting. There were thousands of guns within arm’s reach around the Clanton square. Every pickup had two rifles in the window rack and a shotgun under the seat. These people couldn’t wait to use their guns!

Talking about a small, southern town in the mid 70's during a mad man and his shoot out at the court house. I thought it was a funny quote that describes many of the rednecks that I knew in high school.

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The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy

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Political Wisdom From the Guide

When Douglas Adams writes about the lizrad community, I cannot help but make the connection between our two party system and the lizard party system. It is crazy that people will vote for someone they feel is not competent just to keep another person out of office. When are we going to actually have people who are worth voting for?

Any way, here is an exerpt from the So long and thanks for all the fish, the 4th book in the Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy series.

     “I come in peace,” it said, adding after a long moment of further grinding, “take me to your Lizard.”

     …”It comes from a very ancient democracy, you see…”

     “You mean, it comes from a world of lizards?”

     “No,” said Ford, who by this time was a little more rational and coherent than he had been, having finally had the coffee forced down him, “nothing so simple. Nothing anything like so straightforward. On its world, the people are people. The leaders are lizards. The people hate the lizards and the lizards rule the people.”

     “Odd,” said Arthur, “I though you said it was a democracy.”

     “I did,” said Ford. “It is.”

     “So,” said Arthur, hoping he wasn’t sounding ridiculously obtuse, “why don’t the people get rid of the lizards?”

     “It honestly doesn’t occur to them,” said Ford. “They’ve all got the vote so they all pretty much assume that the government they’ve voted in more or less approximates to the government they want.”

     “You mean they actually vote for the lizards?”

     “Oh yes,” said Ford with a shrug, “of course.”

     “But,” said Arthur, going for the big one again, “why?”

     “Because if they didn’t vote for a lizard,” said Ford, “the wrong lizard might get in. Got any gin?”


     “I said,” said Ford, with an increasing air of urgency creeping into his voice, “have you got any gin?”

     “I’ll look. Tell me about the lizards.”

     Ford shrugged again.

     “Some people say that the lizards are the best thing that ever happened to them,” he said. “They’re completely wrong of course, completely and utterly wrong, but someone’s got to say it.”

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