Voodoo Death is a real thing. I’m not saying this out of superstition either – at least not out of my own superstition. In this sense, a curse is a real thing. If we apply this same pattern to less occult and more common occurrences, we discover a problem. I’ve heard it said many times by young and old alike, on the receiving end of the curse: “Well if they already think that of me, I guess it doesn’t matter if I do . . .” This is a sad situation indeed. The first grader is c

I’m skipping my regular cryptic title because we can’t afford misunderstandings here. I often wonder if Kim Jong Un was abused as a child. Statistics show that many of the “bully” types I mentioned in plebeius have suffered abuse themselves at some point. But I’m not going to waste time with statistics now – they can be bent any direction. Through my career I have represented a child rendered a vegetable by his parents’ shaking him, a father who “disciplined” his daughter by

I’ve heard a lot lately about sexual assault. Before that I heard a lot about bullying. I think these are two breeds of the same species and I dislike the species altogether. This species is commonly called “monster” by those who recognize it, but there are so many breeds and strains of the animal that they go largely unrecognized. They live among us; they stand in line with us at the grocery store and theirs were the last nasty paws on that dollar bill in your pocket. We con

As I grew more comfortable in my own skin and I learned to accept my classmates as friends, they accepted me likewise.   In the last couple of years at River Oaks, I ran for Student Government vice president and won, and I maintained the Fellowship of Christian Students.  I was one of the drummers in the band for the school football games, and regularly participated in All District Bands. At the same time, we as a class struggled through the loss of our head football coach, a

Junior High was where my “melancholy,” my introvertedness, and my faith based teaching collided.  Only in my adult years, post law school even, have I come to terms with what happened in junior high.  Had I written this in college, I would have started with Matthew 5:11 – Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Because I was taught, and was firmly convicted on point, that I should not curse, drink, or