Education, I've always thought, was an organized method we have developed to keep track of the mistakes. Because of this, when someone says 2 + 2 = 4, we can assume the answer is correct and there is no need to hold up our hand and start counting our fingers. Someone else has made a mistake and we know about it. That's education.
I'm leaving to go to a workshop for County officials. Grandpa is going to school is the way I explained it to my Grandson. It will be a little over two days of learning the most recent method some official has found to get himself/herself into trouble with law enforcement or taxpayers, and how we can avoid doing the same thing.
Some of these lessons make me angry that we've been brought to this point by a frivilous lawsuit that some gutless judge couldn't find in his heart to throw out. I guess it would put an attorney out of work for a while. What better reason is there?
We'll learn too much here and too little there but it generally is well worth the time. So see you guys this weekend.
I leave you with this: If a parsley farmer is sued and looses, can they garnish his wages?
If you're the last one to leave, turn out the lights and set the alarm.
Cliff has left the building.