Louis

by on June 10, 2022 at 12:01 am
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The battle for control of Louis Mattioli’s old law firm was epic. I mean, they totally had the law on their side. All he had was some money and one of the finest legal minds on Earth and Alpha Centauri. He started by trying to buy the firm, but the new partners were not interested. Then he tried to partner with them, but they weren’t interested in that either. So he started seeking out people who were on the other side of lawsuits initiated by his old firm and offered to represent them. Often pro bono. He sometimes even offered to pay the judgment if he lost. Not that he lost very often you understand. It was truly glorious to watch him work.

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Louis

by on June 9, 2022 at 12:01 am
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The Louis Mattioli of today is a good lawyer again. An amazing lawyer. Probably the best in the Solar and Alpha Centauri systems. I should know. I hired him to watch over my affairs on Earth. Most of us Cowboys who have affairs on Earth or Alpha Centauri have done the same, and our homes have always been ready for us every time we’ve returned. And that many contracts represents a non-trivial amount of money let me tell you. He may not have had his old firm, but we gave him a nice little nest egg to grow out with. Louis took full advantage of that and did what he has always done. Excelled at what he meant to do. And what he meant to do was regain control of the law firm he built from the ground up with his own sweat and tears. The new partners did not know what they were dealing with.

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Louis

by on June 8, 2022 at 12:01 am
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The Louis Mattioli living on Mars and Alpha Centauri now is not the one I spent the last century arguing with. He’s not the one any of the stories out there have been written about. He’s the man who volunteered to fight back when The War started. It was his choice. It is what he wanted. To be the man he was back then, so we found his earliest brain scan and brought him back. Back when he was still a lawyer. Before he earned the callsign Snake. He tried to slip back into his old world, but things had changed in the last century. His law firm wasn’t even his anymore, and just because he came back from the dead does not mean he could just walk in and take it back. Dead is dead according to the law, and once ownership has passed on it stays passed on. That turned out to be a bit of a challenge for him.

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Normandy

by on June 7, 2022 at 12:01 am
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One of the unfortunate aspects of my life a shift away from most people, is that I am forever in what most people think of yesterday, writing stuff that will show up in my tomorrow, but is your today. Because of that, I totally missed that my tomorrow was a very important anniversary. On June 6, a fleet set sail from England, landing craft hit the water, and our brave boys charged onto the sands of Normandy to begin the liberation of Europe from the National Socialists who killed millions of civilians simply because they were undesirables. Lesser races or lifestyles. People they did not want in the new and better world they were building for themselves. The brave boys of the remaining Free Nations began the liberation on June 6. We should never forget that those brave boys had the courage to stand up and fight when the call came. And those buried in Normandy paid the ultimate price for the freedom they bought so much of the world that day.

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Cancer

by on June 6, 2022 at 12:01 am
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I spent the weekend up with mom at Our Lady of Peace, and a friends house half an hour away who graciously allowed me to sleep in his basement. Thank God. Our Lady of Peace is good for mom, I think. They certainly do seek to care for her from what I can see, and they are always quick to answer a call for help. But she is getting weaker. And due to construction, their normal one-person rooms are now shared two-person rooms. And the fire marshal has imposed rather draconian rules on what furniture is allowed in the rooms and where exactly it must be. They cannot add or move anything, and what they have is straight out of a 1980s office horror film. Uncomfortable and unsupportive. And they want visitors to wear their special thicker-than-normal masks all the time. Me. Asthma. I’ve never had to use my rescue inhaler multiple times in a day before just to be able to partially breathe, and the furniture in the rooms might as well be torture racks. I hurt. I hurt. I hurt.

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