A. Green::Blind Baseball: A Father's War

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  1. It was not that I loved Judy more than the others but Judy was our first born. That was the day my finest and most terrible resolve was born as well. I would love her all the way and give my finest effort. I would be the sire I never had, the father I never knew. I would place her best interest before my own. I would serve her needs before my own. I would be the only man who would love her for her own sake, never expecting anything in return except her well being. That is what a father does and is. I gave her a God kiss she could keep.
  2. Sal was like a pinball machine; once in a while you could win a free game, but you always lose your money.
  3. Sal had below average intelligence but in terms of manipulating others, she was a savant, an idiot savant.
  4. “Remember how you would rub against me and beg me to let you do it to me? That’s how I got barefoot and pregnant. Then do you remember how you went to the doctor and he cut off your balls? That’s how you tricked me about the vasectomy.”
  5. My strategy of sitting tight behind a Maginot Line of hope, faith and appeal to reason had failed miserably. Sal had deployed her Panzer divisions in a lightening strike, which left my pea shooters pointed in the wrong direction.
  6. Sal wanted me out of the house so she could consummate the grand cycle with a mad bohemian squandering of the last remnant of reality.
  7. As life would have it, my gonads earned me a ball and chain and my brains would learn of it ipso facto.
  8. These men, who once lived with the earth, who grew empires of wheat and kingdoms of corn, who attended to the birthing of calves and colts and lambs, who in amazement watched the holy breath of God green the earth each spring, these men and their reverence for life and each other had vanished from the earth.
  9. What had happened is that the calendar had become stuck and we had all experienced a twenty month long Halloween. His Honor had come as Salvador Dali.
  10. When the wolves eat the sheep it was for their own good.
  11. How much did it cost the taxpayer? Who knows? Everyone was cashing in on the bonanza of subjective law and social engineering.
  12. In the trial of Ballinger vs Ballinger, deuces, treys and nines were wild. It was blind baseball. Anything could happen and so it did.
  13. I had eight witnesses and my star witness was Sal herself. She and her attorney prepared a fine case and if I had to give it a name, I would title it “The Immaculate Infection.”
  14. The free food and marijuana must have been too much for Fran to resist but then again she lived in a hunting, gathering and mooching society. 15. It is conceivable that in such a state of mind, I might have taken all the Haldols and Lithiums and stood in front of my x-ray machine and baked my gonads to a golden brown.
  15. In retrospect, it was dada applied to psychiatry with Prudential underwriting the whole affair.
  16. Sal’s mother was a woman given to gluttony and whining. Her husband had tromped through the flowers of her femininity and her voice had become lodged in her nose.
  17. The sun was shining, but I didn’t see its light. The trees reached into the heavens, but I did not notice. The birds flew, the dogs sauntered about and the children were joyously engaged in play, but the beauty of it I could not understand. I was thirty-five years old and had never lived.
  18. I refused to see Sal for what she was, to see my life for what it had become and to see the future for what it surely contained.
  19. I laid in our bed and the fragrant scent of her skin tormented me. How I loved her when she wanted me. How charming she could be when it suited her. What a strange and cool beauty shined in her moments of happiness.
  20. I often wonder if the social engineers and utopian hucksters ever realize what their rhetoric sounds like after it has filtered down into the psyche of the masses.
  21. Marxism sounds particularly stupid coming out of the mouths of those on the left end of the materialist bell curve.
  22. She never felt regret or remorse and that which came close was like the tracks a bird leaves in the sky.
  23. Unholy motives stood circling and leering into the night as the moral law was to be burned at the stake.
  24. The new American Gothic was a renegade standing by a slut in front of the projects; in their expression you can see that they think they got something for nothing. Between them stands their social worker holding a portrait of Franklin Roosevelt.
  25. They and Sal put me in jail, smashed my estate, destroyed my credit, ruined my practice, mauled my reputation, challenged my sanity, sent me into bankruptcy, and otherwise tortured me for three miserable years. The attorneys got rich and then the Court changed its mind.
  26. I have spoken of my guilt and Sals; it is all a matter of public record. Let the record show also the guilt of the Court and the entire legal establishment.
  27. Lance’s style was to ask three questions at once in order to gain a concession on a point that he had smuggled in. If the witness denied the meaning that Pinker conferred upon the witness’ answer, Pinker would grill and arm twist until the Court seemed to gain the impression that something of substance must have taken place. Where there was so much heat, there must be some light.
  28. Because of previous events, this meant that Sam’s paternity of Fran’s second child was highly unlikely, for Sam had been out of town at the blessed moment of conception.
  29. If believing in God was a delusion what possible difference would it make? From a materialist’s view, delusion is all that is possible to man. In the face of the absurdity of death, it really doesn’t matter what anyone thinks or does. Everything is rampaging to extinction anyway.
  30. If the materialist is the predator there are no moral absolutes. However, if he is the prey, then he is a victim of absolute immorality. It’s a con job.
  31. Food came from a store, heat came from a dial and water came from a faucet. It was there, unimpressively there, for the taking and she was entitled to a share by right of her need.
  32. To defend the evil, they had to defend all evil and so in our time the minds of men echoed every form of excuse for the growing evil among us….. The world could cower behind the excuse that we’re all perverts anyway; no one is responsible, no one is accountable, no one is at fault.
  33. Better to let Barabbas go free and to crucify the moral law, than to relinquish their claim to innocence by reason that there is no reason. It was the philosophy of faith, fraud and force, which they viewed as science, collective truth and justice.
  34. In the spirit of the new religious persecution, anything was a cult that was not based on a materialist premise.
  35. My evolvement into manhood had taught me, ad infinitum, that society was organized predation. Art Smith called it the Roosevelt Reich.
  36. There have been many social alchemists in history who have tried various mixtures of faith, fraud and force to achieve a golden harmony among men. The Roosevelt Reich was a new blend of the old ingredients, faith if possible, fraud per necessity and force when the other ingredients don’t work. As always, the day arrives when faith runs thin, when fraud fools only the few and force stands naked at last screaming a summons of obedience; in the name of the poor, the handicapped and the masses, Amen.
  37. As modern music rapes the ear and induces confusion and modern art represents nothing as something or a distorted something as man, modern psychology stars man as a hopeless pervert. Their music is anti-music, their art is anti-art, in their literature is the anti-hero and their psychology is anti-man, anti-mind, anti-matter, a universe where deuces, trays and nines are wild.
  38. Jake Davis had a classic body morph, where a million beers had produced a great hairy gut that could be seen between the strained button of his shirt. Jake conceived of himself as a rather adept cocksman. What more could a woman want than a blustering bull with a pocket full of his wife’s money?
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