Logical Logbook

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Monday, June 05, 2006

When I see cops in this town--fat and slow-witted, eyes dull and glazed over, ambling down the street stuffing their faces w/ hamburgers and donuts--I just want to ask them if they're trying to conform as closely as possibly to every negative stereotype of their profession. I also want to try snatch their guns from their holsters just to see if I can do it. It doesn't seem like it'd be hard at all.

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