Moral dilemma

Landon Wigley
732 Maple St,
Okanagan Falls, BC
V0H 1R0

February 19th, 2012

John Smith
Mayor
City Hall 586 Main Street
Small Village, BC

Dear Mr. Smith:
     I would like to thank you for taking the time to address me in this moral issue you seem to be having in your village, and would be happy to help you out of this predicament. First off I would like to note that although Mr. Grass has tried to cover up these acts of injustice to the human race with acts of kindness and selflessness, these horrible deeds can not be erased. Mr. Grass should indeed be exposed and forced to the face the full wrath of the justice system for these horrible crimes. He should be exposed because what he did was criminally illegal and downright wrong. If he is not put to trial for this it is not enforcing the law, and sets an example of appeasement to crimes.

     Another reason that Mr. Grass should be exposed and imprisoned is that although he does help impoverished families pay their bills, is the amount these families will lose equal to the amount of families ruined by the deaths of family members that this man caused? Mr. Grass has surely torn apart more families and caused more mental suffering to those than could be bestowed upon these families he supports.

     An argument that could me made is that there is no reason to imprison this man seeing as he is 96 year old and is close to his passing. This is exactly why he needs to be exposed, and needs to be exposed now. If you do this now he can be tried and imprisoned as earlier as the end of the year and can serve a small amount of the time that he should be forced to serve. This will show him the way the prisoners of the camp felt: isolated, scared, imprisoned, and forced to live under a set of rules. The only part of the human race that should be forced to live like this is people like Gunter Grass, criminals, not innocent Germans.

In The Heat Of The Battle

Slim and George sat down at the bar. Slim put a hand on George's shoulder and stated, "Like I said, George, sometimes a guy's gotta."
     "Yeah, it was time for me to wake up and smell the coffee" George responded meagerly. In the back of his mind he had hoped he had missed, he's been known to have a horrid shot.
      His father had jokingly told him "he couldn't hit the broad side of a barn." As the night progressed George had started drinking Slim under the table. Slim was starting to get more, and more concerned for George's well being. George's words had transformed from a slight slurr to complete jibberish in need of subtitles. He was as drunk as a sailor. Slim was now eagerly trying to get George out of his seat to bring him back to the ranch but everytime he tried to stand him up George shrugged him off with more power than a locomotive.   
     Slim struggled for about 10 minutes to lodge this rock from its place, when George turned around and screamed, "wha' the hell you want from me?!"
     "You're as drunk as a skunk George, you needa go home"
     " You don't know me, arghhhhhhhh" George replied with a struggle to make the words match what he was thinking in his head. His thoughts had started to shift and George was more confused than a wood pecker in a concrete forrest. This was the last straw for Slim, he grabbed George by the collar of his shirt and dragged him out of the pub they had been sitting in. Slim started yelling at him, but it was going in one ear and out the other, this angered slim even more. He reached back to clock George, and George countered slim as fast as a cheetah, and knocked his lights out. Slim was just trying to help George but ended up getting the short end of the stick.