PSA


The Commissar, a very long time public official announced he's moving on...   Inattentive husband and father.  Pending personal legal issues.  A judge now with robes.  A jury sans peers.
Long known in his community to be without empathy.  Problem drinker.  Athletic supporter.  Gambler.  No friend of the mentally ill.  Hater.
Three stroke Mulligan golfer.  Long winded mumbler.  As an immodest functionary, he could not approve this blog.  Thin skinned.  Self-righteous.  Mouth breather.  Notorious gaslighter.  
List maker. Flatulent like a warthog.  Humorless. Narcissist.  Double dipper.  Emotionally impotent.  A genuine Christian. Doesn't dance.  Metaphor?  What?
Chronically constipated.  Knows where the bodies are buried.  Habitual masturbator.  Vindictive. Vengeful.  Sociopath.  Monosyllabic.  Anti intellectual.  Skilled bus attendant.  Repressed.  The law is his god.  All others need not apply.  He believed he could never retire because no one can do the job to his standards.

He's now out of the Criminal Justice system.  Breathe a sigh of relief, you are better off without him.

Survivor's Sonnet

To what end does fatal gas lighting serve?
Insidious acts affect mind and form.
From pale and trembling limbs to a twitching nerve;
The  ill-fated mark now curses he was born.
Police detectives and prison hacks grin.
Their porcine eyes winking at the mention
Of unethical and unconscionable sins. 
(They lie to protect their bloated pensions)
But prey trapped in foggy, turbid thoughts;
Dazed dupe acting out his self-destruction.
Murder by another name justice wrought. 
Legal acts pushed him to extinction. 
   Subconscious onslaught, unwitting victim.
   A broken criminal justice system.