Why does stupidity rain so incessantly on this rock of sages? Why are we so quick to rush to judgment—and just as quickly move on to the next episode of As the Stomach Churns? Not so long ago the police acknowledged they had on their files close to 500 unresolved homicides. At the time of their occurrence, normally placid human hearts, the majority female, had screamed to high heaven for justice and unspeakable vengeance. Many publicly demanded the perpetrators be made to suffer consequences not permitted under our Constitution—like being shot at first sight by the police or placed hogtied in vats of acid. The most popular punishment was offered in graphic kweyol over the airwaves: macerate the miscreant’s testicles in a grinder.