Wednesday, May 9, 2018

A jury of mimes

Everybody hates mimes, am I right? Of course I am.

They dress as though they don't know that the world is in color these days. But worse, they mock people. And what would you do if you were being mocked by a mime? You'd pick up a board and hit him over the back of his head, wouldn't you?

That's where the trouble starts. You'd be arrested for assault, for violating the mime's 'civil liberties' or some such nonsense, and be put to trial. A trial watched over by a jury of...who? Your peers or the mime's peers?

No, really, this is a very serious question. An important legal issue is at stake. A jury of your peers would let you walk, because mimes of course ought to be hit over the back of the head with a board. Yet a jury of the mime's peers, smugly sitting in the jury box like a bunch of malnourished referees in their black and white striped shirts, would selfishly find for the mime.

What's to be done? You make the call.

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