Citizen's Arrest: Adventures in Bolivian Babysitting
7:40am I woke up to an extraordinarily loud “Screech! Chunk! Thud. CRASH!“ from Simon Lopez, our busy city street. I run down the stairs to hear “Lorien! Camera!” and my siblings yelling, “The van! The van?” The crash was not our van, but instead a drunk driver crashing into one of our large metal gates. Juan, the drunk driver, had swept the side of his car into a tree by the road. He was driving so fast that he had enough momentum to go forward into a little parking lot off the street and swerve hard left. He crossed the raised cement and grass divider...
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Today was going to be a good day. I was going to go to a lecture this morning, and at 1:30 go to Wilson’s Creek Battlefield. SMSU’s civil war historian, Dr. Piston, led a smal tour group through the field. I was running late, you see. Dad needed a deposit made ASAP, and I had forgotten the checkbook. I turned the car around and parked in front of the driveway… ran upstairs, grabbed the checkbook, ran back down the driveway… and tripped. With one arm I blocked my head from hitting the side of the car, and with the other I protected my mouth/teeth. This left my eye in...
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I vote as a libertarian influenced by Hayek and Burke, and I think as an anarchist guided by the biblical principles of liberty. I have fenced foil in a diaper-suit and run for political office in a skirt-suit, but my shoes were always fabulous. Both dreadful politics and inspiring design are likely to make me teary.
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