...It's Me, Margaret

Frank Jude, Jr., Post PoPo Pummeling

"Did Jim Crow die in the sixties or did he move to Milwaukee."
-Father John Celichowski, pastor of St. Martin de Porres Catholic Church in reponse to the not guilty verdict in the Jude, Jr. case.

I know I'm late. I don't know why I'm astounded. This type of egregious misconduct/racially motivated criminal behavior by law enforcement is far too common. On a completely unrelated laughing-to-keep-from-crying note listening to Doris Jude Porter's-the inspired organizer of the Justice for Jude, Justice For All campaign--audible linguistic ineptitude was pretty funny. You've really got to listen to her on Democracy Now! And I say this as a proud malapropper. (So that last word can not be found in the OED. Which reminds me: I've been wondering why intentionally defying linguistic laws is different than stumbling through them and how a listener or reader makes that distinction esp. in light of Safire's essay in last week's NYT magazine. This whole notion of intent buffering/thwarting impact has got me thinking about hipster irony again given that social location seems to wholly inform assumptions of intent.)