Even if they are, they can’t adjudicate because they spend all the time on the phone with people asking about their appeal, when those questions are supposed to be routed through their security officer in the first place, who should know how to make the proper contact anyways. They arent, nor could they be ajdudicators, because they’re most likely not trained as such. Doesn't Court deserve a seventh chance? Please, don't delay – call now and pledge as little as $2000/month to cover his expenses.The people answering the phone are just that…administrative people. But you'll feel good knowing that you have helped support a child's drinking habit. Please, won't you call now and sponsor Court? If you do, he will send you progress reports every month, detailing how he blows off reading assignments for wild nights of binge drinking during the semester, only to have finals bite him in the ass yet again. With your help, Court could be given proper medical attention and a decent education.
Court is subjected daily to unsanitary living conditions and long hours of hard labor with only a meal a day, if he's lucky. Have you ever realized how every day up until a rental movie is due, you're in a panic to get it in on time, but as soon as you miss the due date, you completely stop caring? It'll sit in your car for weeks after that, getting stepped on and racking up additional late fees until someone finally says, " Taxi Driver? You hadn't seen that before?" ĭuring finals I felt like I was in one of those Suzanne Somers commercials: "Hi, this is Court. Some of those ideas never made it, but I've broken open the file and there's nothing you can do about it now: I also saved a bunch of written stuff at the beginning of college, including scraps of paper I wrote ideas for the original issues of Points in Case on. Is it a coincidence that I started drinking the same year I stopped writing letters? Because if there's a correlation, it's still holding up to this day. With all the technologies these days for sharing even short amounts of information with lots of people at once (Facebook, MySpace, mass texting, BCC emails, Twitter, blogs, comments, profiles, chats, etc, etc), sometimes when I write an email to just one friend, I get a weird feeling like I'm either going behind everyone else's back, or sharing top secret information.Ĭan you even remember the last time you received a handwritten letter at your physical mailing address from a friend? I still have my last one – it was after a summer camp just before I started freshman year of high school (1995).
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