Letter to the Editor Dear Sam
Your article, "Bad News" in the Feb. '08 letter was on target. Here's a horror story I hope you'll print. In Russellville, Pope County,
Ark., in 2006, two cops beat to death a man who was having a nervous breakdown.
They got off scot free, thanks to a corrupt sheriff and prosecuting attorney.
Also in Pope Co., Ark., in Aug of '07, I was running out of gas on I-40.
I pulled off the highway and was immediately arrested by a state cop who
I gave my driver's license to in his hands, and he swore I gave him a wrong birth date. Why would I? I was thrown in a cold cell in the
Pope County jail. For 3 days my car was impounded — I lost it.
I pled innocent, at the trial; I was fined $100 for "illegal parking."
Your readers should definitely avoid "beautiful" Pope County, Arkansas.
Respectfully, — a reader; Russellville, Arkansas 
I don't know. It just seemed like a good idea to hide his name.— editor  The Fable of the Twins As Retold by Sam Aurelius Milam III
Once upon a time, a good many years ago, two identical twins, born in England, were given up for adoption. One of the twins was adopted by a family that lived in Iran. His adoptive parents named him Amaal. The other of the twins was adopted by a family that lived in Spain. He
was given the name Juan.
About 20 years later, everybody involved decided to have a reunion. The biological mother was waiting at Heathrow, Amaal and Juan were scheduled to arrive soon, and there were even a few media hounds in attendance.
Juan's plane arrived and he was tearfully reunited with his biological mother.
Then everybody waited for Amaal's plane. It got later and later until finally somebody declared, "I'm tired of waiting! Let's all go home!"
The mother exclaimed, "But Amaal isn't here yet!"
One of the media hounds answered, "So what? They're identical twins!"
Everybody went home.
Moral: If you've seen Juan then you've seen Amaal. A Box of Kisses Original Source Unknown. Forwarded by BLA, of Schertz, Texas.
Some time ago, a man criticized his 3-year-old daughter for wasting some gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became angry when she used the paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, she brought the gift to him the next morning and said, "This is for you,
Daddy."
He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction but his anger flared again when he found that the box was empty. He yelled, "Don't you know when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside it?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "But Daddy, it's not empty, I blew kisses into it, all for you, Daddy."
The father put his arms around his little girl and asked for her forgiveness.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later and, as the story goes, the man kept the gold box by his bed for many years thereafter.
Whenever he felt discouraged, he'd take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the little girl who'd put it there. * Stray Thoughts Sam Aurelius Milam III
Technobully — A technobully is someone who, by controlling
product availability, forces new products into the marketplace without any
regard for how silly or how useless they are and for no better reason than
that he can make a profit by selling them to technosuckers.
Technosnob — A technosnob is someone who sneers at other people for using products that aren't as new or as fancy as his own.
Technosucker — A technosucker is someone who mindlessly welcomes any new product without regard for how silly or how useless it is and for no better reason than that it's new. My father taught me that all progress is change but not all change is progress. Most people today have failed to learn that lesson. They're technosuckers.  Old Timer's Lore Overheard by Sam Aurelius Milam III
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