Crime and Punishment

"nothing like getting caught to helping one grow a conscience."

the initial reaction is to assume hypocrisy of sorts. The person caught is only portraying remorse because they  have no other choice. This becomes an accepted necessary truth in most cases, and most people have a hard time believing the sincerity of a culprit's "sorrow for sin" in these circumstances.

But, perhaps a person is so driven by their crime, whether it be a matter of violence, substance abuse, or anything else gratifying and habit-forming, that they do in fact betray a conscience that they actually possess in order to indulge. They put their moral compass in a drawer, out if sight. Out of mind.

Being unexpectedly caught in the act of something you already disapprove would no doubt be a sobering experience. It would bring someone to a lucidity that they previously evaded or ignored through their "drug of choice" behavior.

My point is: being caught does not of necessity mean insincerity in remorse for what one has been caught doing.

Dream Sequence

I went to the cafe/bar with my friends. I believe it was also a cybercafe. Simple, wooden tables. Like an unpretentious dive in mexico. Just a place. Waiter comes over, and as we order big-kid drinks, he pulls out a case where we will store our id's and enter our thumbprint. When we retrieve our id's, our thumbprints will have to match. Simple enough, but I prefer to grab a soda. If anything happens and I have to run out, I'd rather already have what I need on me and not have to scavenge a corpse for it.

I follow Daniel and Jenny, my asian-looking mexican friends throughout town. They're honest. Simple. Genuine. Among the destinations is a shinto-style school. Where they perform a ritual directed by the instructors, but begin to deviate and do it their way, expressing themselves. There are gravity defying acrobatics. There are colors. Things look animated.

It reminds me of Duck Season...good movie.