No Safe Places Anymore

By Jim Hagarty
2015

It’s a scary world and getting scarier by the day. A California woman has been getting death threats by email. Yikes! What is worse, she has been sending these threats TO HERSELF.

What was the poor frightened woman to do? Call the police, of course. You would do the same. As would I.

The police traced the emails back to the woman herself and she was arrested. Apparently, she is relieved that the culprit has been apprehended. She asked police if she could arrest herself and they said no. Now she is holding out for a trial by herself, no judge or jury involved.

She’ll probably sentence herself to three months in a resort in the Bahamas. You would do the same.

Author: Jim Hagarty

I am a 72-year-old retired journalist, busy recovering from a lifelong career as an unretired journalist. This year marks a half century of my scratching out little fables about life. My interests include genealogy, humour and music. I live in a little blue shack in Canada and spend most of my time trying to stay out of trouble. I am not that good at it. I also spent years teaching journalism. Poor state of journalism today: My fault. I have a family I don't deserve, a dog that adores me, and two cars the junk yard refuses to accept. My prized possessions include my old guitar and a razor my Dad gave me when I was 14 and which I still use when I bother to shave. Oh, and my great-great-grandfather's blackthorn stick he brought from Ireland in the 1850s. I have only one opinion but it is a good one: People take too many showers.