I’m a racist. I try not to be, but there are times when I think or say things that are racist. I will always be a work in progress and I don’t believe there will ever be a day when I can say with honesty “I’m not racist.”
I want to apologize to every person of color who ever heard something from me or noticed some reaction of mine that made them uncomfortable.
On one hand, I’m relieved that he survived, but on the other hand, I’m sad that his life will not be what it once was.
Black Lives Matter!
Last night I dreamt that Morgan Freeman and I were talking about the blues club he owns and Christone “Kingfish” Ingram who played there a couple months ago.
I was taking something out to my mailbox to be mailed when I became aware of a reddish animal directly behind me. My reaction was to ask “What in the fuck is this?” At first I thought I was being attacked by a squirrel. But then I realized it was a red Shih Tzu.
So, I asked the Shih Tzu, “How you doing?” and petted it before it scrambled off. It had a collar and tags, and the owner was soon going after it.
Never seen a red Shih Tzu before. It kind of symbolized something to me and maybe there is meaning to this siting. Maybe.
I bought the first season of the Sopranos on Amazon today. Just watched Episode 1. I had watched the Sopranos every week when the show was on HBO, but I must have missed Episode 1 because I didn’t remember it.
1) Americans love Trump for the same reason Germans loved Hitler.
2) Trump is preaching hate.
3) I used to have too much stuff, but then I saw Jason’s apartment in the Bourne Identity and thought I should live like that.
4) This is all so fucked.
