The faces are bleak.Their last songplayed long ago.They lie in prison bedreluctantly awaitingto be collectedby the death service,the final resolutionof incapacity. … [Read more...] about Nursing Home, By: Gary Beck
Ghost Guns, By: Gary Beck
Industrial progressincludes innovationand once in a whilea dream product arrivesthat elates criminalswho illegally getuntraceable pistols,so the way to catch themis when they’re carrying.Law enforcement limitsnow forbid stop and frisk,the only practical wayto catch weapons on the street.Racial sensitivitiesabout who the police stopare far more importantthan protecting the … [Read more...] about Ghost Guns, By: Gary Beck
Tomorrow, By: Gary Beck
Many of us live in high rises,at least those still privileged.The mass of our citizenslive in decrepit housingstill somewhat betterthan the plight of the homeless,existing marginallywherever they can,children automatically doomedby non-comforting environment,some with initial successthrough their smart phonesif they’re lucky enough to get one.They may not play learning … [Read more...] about Tomorrow, By: Gary Beck