Red, white and blue

Red, white and blue.  Red if you look to the lower right of the bird bath.  These colors stand for something.  Honor.  Integrity.  Justice.

I thought about the blue hyacinths as I took my morning stroll through the gardens. The beauty, the simplicity.  Do the hyacinths know the daffodils are different?  Do toddlers of different cultures see a difference among them.  I think they see potential friends.

Nature is cooperative.  Naturally.  What would our world look like if humans did the same?  As I poured my iced morning coffee, half and half first, then coffee, I thought about the courtroom. The officers who knew better and who followed their totalitarian boss.  An elected official, no less.  Elected by people with high standards.What must they think now?

The judge took his post above the room.  That has always bothered me.  A judge should be among the people, not higher than physically. Given this, how could we expect society to cooperate.

The plantiff's attorney called me first.  I didn't want to be here but in order to have a society that is just, we  all have to do our part.  Apathy has no place. Apparently nor did warmth in this courtroom.

The dark suited attorney move toward the witness box.

"Please tell me what happened when you were pulled over."

"The officers came toward my car, three of them, one asked for my license and registration.  They didn't even look at it. The other officers were looking around. My seatbelt was on."

"How did you know they were searching for illegals?"

"I asked one of them why I was stopped.  He said they were looking for illegal Mexicans who drive this route.  So they could catch them and turn them over to immigration authories," I said.

The Judge called for the next witness.

A slender dark suited man approached the witness box, swaying from side to side to query an officer.


"Officer, how do you determine who is legal or not?"

"We look for ID, if they appear nervous, and ask for proof of legal residency or immigration."

"So, are you looking for anyone in particular?"

The officer wiggled in his seat.  Sat straight up, shoulders back.

"Sir, we were told to look for illegal Mexicans."

A hush filled the courtroom.

The Judge brushed his hair to the side.

"Let's have a fifteen minute morning recess."

The courtroom was cleared.