When both of my kids graduated college and were just starting their jobs, my wife and I offered temporary food and shelter so they could save their meager earnings and then move to the Big City with something in the bank. Obviously, this arrangement was not ideal, and there were stressful moments, such as the time I was slightly delayed with pick up at the train station. I received an angry text message followed by the rhetorical inquiry: “What’s going on here!?!” It was memorable enough to save the message for the right time in the future.
Recently I have had many “what’s going on here” moments. If you follow the news, you know what I mean. But some of those thoughts come to mind with regard to New Jersey Municipal Courts.
