Sparrow Swift
#8
Sparrow Swift Twist
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PT Pulp stories of personal sovereignty by
Allan
R. Wallace
This book is a departure from a normal Swiftee: less story, more conjecture, probably more important.
Chinese
Proverb:
Of all 36 ways to get out of trouble, the best way is
-- leave.
"We are surrounded by easily perceived barriers that limit our achievement. Most such walls were erected using substantial appearing mists of ignorance. We need to discover and acknowledge these boundaries, and then run through them." - Allan Wallace
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by Allan Wallace
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2011
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These entertaining bimonthly ePulps are fiction: people, places, times, and events. It's a coincidence they resemble last night's nightmares and today's fondest daydreams.
Table of Contents
Johnny had not intended to go to jail, but he hadn't planned how to avoid it. Instead he and some college friends had just gone drinking, bar hoping, and what his dad called socializing. Drunk alley cats in border towns can get into trouble. Chuck's son did.
The bar fight ended badly, Johnny had one eye swollen shut, several bruises, and a rough bench to sit on in a dark cell. The doctor his dad took him too was less expensive than the bail/bribe/fine that had to be paid for his release. The doctor spoke English and had good equipment; the jailer had neither. Forty three hours and twenty seven minutes of jail time was more than enough.
It wouldn't have happened if his friend hadn't been a mean drunk that resented large people. He had to pick a football player from another college to knee in the groin. After that things got confusing. There were lot's of cops with billy clubs. Johnny did the sensible thing when first poked in the stomach by a cop stick, he fell to the floor and tried to crawl outside. That's easy to do when you're drunk. His case wasn't helped when he threw up in the doorway and splashed several cops. A laundry bill was added to his fine.
The only good to come of the experience is that Johnny developed an appreciation for women with permanent tans. He learned the language, avoided poverty areas in his home town where self preservation required conformity to aggression, and refined his taste with cultured college coeds from around the world. The stereotypes he was raised with were stubborn, as were his mother's concerns; but his dad Chuck told me he was secretly pleased. Johnny had been a boring conformist before the border town incident, and had become an open minded world-traveler-on-the-cheap after. Johnny has a future outside of fashion, fad, and debt. Chuck called me and arranged a consultation with him, Johnny, and myself.
Chuck started it. "I pay your retainer, and I think Johnny boy may eventually want to retain you himself. Johnny knows our family history so I will sum it up for you so you can understand what I want."