The ICE officer PUT himself in front of the car. The case is clearly expository, and the Supreme Court ruling was unanimous. If there is any justice, he must go to jail for life.

ICE murders Americans, and the White House says that's fine.

“Step to me again, son, and it ends with me in the stocks and you in the hospital. And in a couple weeks, when we both get out and stand before the magister, my story’s going to be about a little girl in a prison cell, and a guard that put hands on me first. What’ll your story be?”
[2/2]

Twoshirts considered for a moment. “Apocalyptic hellfire raining down… do you get that a lot?”
Professor Thumbwhistle stood up from behind the desk. “Not since the last time I had to deal with it. Please, follow me.”
[2/2]

“More than met, she’s my friend.”
She snorted. “And you couldn’t’ve asked her for a new pair of sandals?”
[2/2]

[4/4] What brings me hope are my wife & kids, writing, and people making a difference. It’s not easy to have hope in today’s world. But I hope for justice, tolerance, and joy, and I’d like to do something that makes the world a better place.

[3/4] I wrote the book because I like humorous stories about friends solving problems together. And even though it’s cozy fantasy, I wanted to push the reader to examine prejudice, fairness, and personal joy, and why we should hope for the best.

[2/4] My first book, The Tale of Twoshirts, is about a goblin boy that befriended a genie and wished he could grant wishes like his friend. As a member of one of the “low races,” he’s witness to, and the subject of, systemic & overt racism.