My sons were victims of a corrupt court.

For over a decade I dedicated my life to fighting the evil.

My older son once said to me “why bother? If you cut off the head of the snake, six more pop up.”

I disagree respectfully.

Each of us might attempt to find justice with one small action. For one it is filing a complaint with the commission on judicial performance in our jurisdiction. For another it is filing a complaint with the state bar.

The vast majority of the time an individual complaint will be met with a form letter. “Thank you for taking your time to bring our attention to this situation, but we regret to inform you…”

Do not give up hope.

Not all cops are bad. Not all judges are egotistical and power hungry. Not all attorneys are blood sucking tics.

More importantly, people are not all good or all bad.

Your letter might reach the right hands. It may have some affect in swaying a soul. It may wake someone up.

For the past five years I did not write. I did not crusade. I stayed in a cocoon.

Some of the people who convinced me to emerge and fly held beliefs that were the antithesis of my political and religious beliefs. But the underlying theme was the same: We all want what is “right”. We want justice and equality.

Keep slaying snakes and so will I.