“The law is the ruin of civilization,” said one man. “It corrupts all it feeds and shelters. Hung in its loopholes and shot down by its enforcers, even the innocent fall victim to its blind spots.”
“Point of order,” shouted another man. “Civilization as we know it would cease to exist without the law. Matters of life and death require obedience to it! Durable peace is impossible in its absence. The sacred and the secular prove its worth.”
Arguments raged until one man decided to shoot the moon.
“There are two types of law: just and unjust,” he said boldly.
Thanks for Reading
I am suspended in some sort of wacky writing limbo as I try to finish yet another paper. I’m struggling to fit my assessment of a controversial public policy onto three pages, no easy task for someone with ginormous opinions. My son says my academic writing is hyperbolic. My husband says my fiction writing is treading in the deep end. All I can say is that I was over the moon about the Friday Fictioneer prompt, courtesy of Madison Woods, but could not get 100 words in order until today. It’s late, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway.