Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Obama's children at play

On the subway, half way down the car, a teenage Black kid, long hair, striped shirt, pants with his ass out, got offended by something another Black kid, a girl, was saying on her phone, about 10 feet away. He started a tirade, in a style rather particular to his socio-economic group, the basic theme of which was, "You don't know me, nigga. Nigga. Nigga. You don't know me, nigga." Repeated many times at varying volumes as he sat there.

Where's The Punisher when you need him to take care of the dirty laundry?

4:40 ff things heat up, with 6:20 ff especially satisfying.

What was that Pope Francis was saying the other day?
My wish is that the dialogue between us should help to build bridges connecting all people, in such a way that everyone can see in the other not an enemy, not a rival, but a brother or sister to be welcomed and embraced! 
Yeah, right.

All the forms of ungrounded idealism, religious or not, that call us to blind ourselves to reality and to waste our energy in pursuit of impossibilities really piss me off.

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