Back in the days when I was in junior high school—12″ long-playing records, only seven (!) TV channels, another criminal foreign entanglement (Vietnam)—we had wooden or Formica-topped desks on which one could easily see, like the hieroglyphics found at Egyptian ruins, the scribblings/musings of countless prior students who sat at the desk. I’m sure I did my share of adding to this historical “record” of (mostly) innocuous doodlings while sitting through a less-than-fascinating class lesson. However, I can safely say that in the 16+ years I spent in school, not once did I ever see anyone hauled out in handcuffs … Continue reading ¡Libere Alexa Gonzalez!