Conditional Reality

Dustbowl Shotglass spent most nights spray painting the word WAR at the bottom of stop signs. One evening he was caught in the act and put in jail. A lawyer came to his cell. Plead guilty, said the lawyer, and promise never to do it again and the judge will let you go. I was exercising my first amendment rights, said Dustbowl. The court won’t see it that way, said the lawyer. I can’t be free, said Dustbowl, if I don’t express myself. The lawyer told the judge his client was insane. The judge nodded. Aren’t we all, she said.