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Lord, give me the strength...
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Running for sheriff
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This was how the inmates fashioned a shower. Yeeesh.

When i told the docent that this jail was way creepier than Alcatraz, she said i wasn’t the first to say that.

The family/caretakers used to live on the 1st floor. I was shocked to hear the jail operated until 1982. It was disgusting. And I stick my camera into old tombs with bodies in various states of decay. So. Yeah.

I’m no fan of bullshit crimes or violent people. But damn. The cells were horrid. Forget the rust. No air circulation, short ceilings, heavy iron cells. To think we treat people similarly today makes my skin crawl.

Gross living quarters don’t exactly help to teach people ( or in dumbass terms “learn them”) the proper way to live.

That is why the jail was shut down in 1982. Look. We fancy most people in jail to be the worst of humanity. Oh dear. As a lawyer, I can tell you that so many are in jail for petty crimes you have insurance/the bank to cover. And so many terrible people with financial means are lauded. I’m not kidding; I come across very evil blobs posing as humans.

TL;DR. Either way: that shower is nasty.

Ugliest courthouse in Texas? Hardin County Courthouse might win!

(Please take this post with a grain of salt if you are from Kountze or Hardin County. Everyone I met was super nice, from the judge to the staff. Which is why I’m sad they are housed in such an ugly courthouse! The judge’s chambers didn’t even have a window 😦 Inexplicable!)

Is this a spice extract factory? No such luck.
Is this a spice extract factory? No such luck.

This one is a contender in the competition for Ugliest Courthouse in Texas. Sure, it’s not the Austin County courthouse which was originally built to be a nuclear bomb shelter.

But, woah, Nelly. Woah. —->Hardin County’s courthouse is no treat. And the insides are as uggie as the outsides.

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The picture above is taken from the 3rd floor looking down. Here’s the tile on the first floor:

I've set many a tile in my lifetime. But, I haven't set bathroom tiles on the walls of a courthouse. The hours that went into this project v. how it came out.... All I can think of is Jardyce v. Jarndyce and how nobody won that case.
I’ve set many a tile in my lifetime. But, I haven’t set bathroom tiles on the walls of a courthouse. The hours that went into this project v. how it came out…. All I can think of is Jarndyce v. Jarndyce and how nobody won that case.

Bleak House indeed.

My artistic goal for the day was to find her good angle. I wish I had remembered to change the format settings on my camera before I took this one. It’s *so dramatic*. Pffp. I never would have bothered printing this one out anyhow, so I guess the pixelation scarcely matters.

I spend a lot of time looking for the beauty in things. If you are a "glass half empty" type, this means I actively ignore ugly stuff.
I spend a lot of time looking for the beauty in things. If you are a “glass half empty” type, this means I actively ignore ugly stuff.

The courthouse has a cute rotunda, which is a 2008 addition. The place sorely needed the improvement.

This is a MUCH better view of the courthouse. Not so...bleak.
This is a MUCH better view of the courthouse. Not so…bleak.
I do love me some lens flare. Here's the afternoon sun on the rotunda.
I do love me some lens flare. Here’s the afternoon sun on the rotunda.
Floor of the rotunda.
Floor of the rotunda.
Rotunda ceiling.
Rotunda ceiling.

There was a wedding in the rotunda today. I wish the bride and groom well. I’m glad they had a nice space to celebrate their day.

Newton, Texas

I visited for untoward reasons. Also, a coworker needed a ride to visit her family…a family with a badass saw mill which is still in use. Overall, I liked the place. Despite the alligator in the pond downtown. No really! According to the local paper, that alligator is a real ass pain. I think it likes sandwiches, but who doesn’t?

This is the steeple; where's the peeple?
This is the steeple; where’s the peeple?
No peeple. It was a Saturday.
No peeple. It was a Saturday.

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Lawyering: Hurry up! and wait…

No matter if you need to travel far to get to the courthouse, you have to  hurry up and wait your turn. Boo.

I think the only useful skill I learned in law school was not to scream, “I’m going mAD. Get there FASter. Sunavabichersticks.”

You see, I had to learn that. Everything else was stupid easy. But sitting in one place, confined and unable to yell, I learned how to control my impetuous nature. Okay, so mainly I sat outside the classroom for 20 minutes after class started because time passed faster if I stared at the floor than if I were in class. “Goddammit.”

Since I can’t show up late to court, I have to find ways to occupy myself before a hearing. Useful ways, folks. Facebook only goes so far.

Luckily, in my nameless case and with my unknown judge, I don’t have these problems. But, I have the problem of arriving many hours before a hearing. What to do?

Courthouse photography!

View of the new federal courthouse from the county courthouse.
Dramatic chair sits dramatically in dramatic light. Drama queen.

Shiny pants library.

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Presidio County Courthouse (12/2010)

This one reminds me of a lighthouse. On top, there is a gorgeous viewing area. I’m looking at it from my hotel room right this minute. They keep the top lighted at night, which gives it an eery look. I keep waiting for a ghost to appear, like a woman from the late 1800s staring out into the night searching for her lover. [He rode to El Paso three weeks before, but he was to return in a fortnight. If she peers into the horizon, perhaps she can see him coming.]

I checked again. Still no ghost.

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I like how these pics turned out, but props have to go out to the designers and builders. It really does seem that they were inspired by the structure and function of a lighthouse. Maybe the inspiration for the courthouse design was the idea of bringing the light of justice to Texas.

And, just as an update: No ghost. [sigh]

11:47 pm: Still nothing. She must be hiding. Or, maybe she gave up and found a new guy. [Hey, he said two weeks, not two years!]