... I'd like to kick in the nuts.
Apparently there is
man that is filing a $54 million lawsuit over a lost pair of pants.
Pants. Now they are in fact the pants to a $1,000 suit. But in the end they are ... you guessed it: pants. Not magic "take home from Oz" pants. Not "I wear them and no one can see me because I am invisible" pants. Not "orgasmotron" pants. Just ... pants.
Well this all seems quite silly and typical of the runaway rabid blindfolded packaderm that is the American legal system. And we can all shake our heads and say "Damn I remember when the American Dream meant owning a house. Now it means looking for someone to sue".
But this doorknob isn't just any doorknob. This waste of oxygen who filed this suit (no pun intended) is a judge.
Yeah, really. A judge. How sad is that?
I mean isn't the judge supposed to be the symbol of what is correct about the legal system? Isn't the judge supposed to be the dude up there in the jammies making sure all the slimeballs at the plaintiff and defendant tables follow the rules and play nice? And here is this ass monkey suing for $54 million over a pair of pants.
All I know is that is disgrace and serves not only to undermine what little faith Americans have in the sad state of circumstances that is our legal system but also to elevate the notion of shifty lawyer to a new level.
I hope he gets his damn money and he has a heart attack from all the excitement.
Prophet out.