Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.


He wakes up. Thor 2 Anthony Hopkins seems half asleep but everyone else seems wide awake. The Hunger Games tiny little Peeta Mellark gets beaten up by everyone. Captain America is more nuanced that he thought it would be. The Dark Knight Rises is excellently entertaining but it’s plot is held together more by faith and goodwill than solid writing. Then he goes to a Chinese Tea House and eats lovely food and drinks lovely lime and ginger infusions except the lime looks suspiciously like a badly disguised lemon but it tastes so good and he makes a racist joke which is awful so awful that he cannot repeat it so he doesn’t feel he can ask for a lime instead of a lemon and he didn’t want to make the racist joke but it just came out without thinking and clearly he is still not the enlightened being he likes to pretend he is. Then they have a lovely caramel apple spice and then he is taught about the secret Starbucks menu and his mind is blown and then he double checks with the staff and they smile and nod knowingly at him and he is suddenly in a very special club. Then he reads about the Arab Uprising and it is no longer called the Arab Spring because there have been too many Springs now and one long awful winter and there is no freedom and joy and cafes and employment and meaningful change and then They Syrian Civil War continues and the horror continues and it continues and it continues and then his love makes a glorious winter drink with grand marnier and milk and cinnamon and it tastes like Christmas and there there are cuddles and love and Martin Luther King writes the letter from Birmingham jail and many years later people read it and are inspired by it and then there is ice skating and horses are being used for medical research and then being sold into the food chain but what if the research is for super strength or invisibility and those powers were transferred to civilians surely that would be worth the price of a horse shank to get super powers and then antiobiotics are going to be banned in beef but how is he going to get his medication now and how will he protect himself from mrsa and disease and death if he does not get all the cow and chicke medication through his eating of cow and chicken. He is worried and feels he will have to take more pills for his various imagined ailments. Then there isĀ  cranberry flavored ginger ale and cranberry flavored sierra mist cranberry flavored cranberries and everything is wonderful and everything is more and it is late and a boop made frmo bits and data is not a flesh and blood boop but as boops go it is better than no boop at all and then he sleeps.

Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.


He wakes up. His landlord is ill. He gives his landlord $750 in cash which makes his landlord a little better and he apologises to his landlord for the check that bounced because it shouldn’t have bounced because he had money in his account so there was no reason for it to bounce and then he makes a paper flower which was beautiful and elegant and then he learns that Daniel Day-Lewis’ son has a rap video and he watches it and it is terrible and thick with whining self-deceiving pity and awful posturing cultural appropriation and he can’t watch the whole thing because it makes him feel physically sick and even more disturbed for the hope of humanity but then he puts things in perspective because the crime of a young white man rapping is indicative of bigger problems that will go unsolved if all the time of the day is spent focusing on a young millionaire who has never suffered in any way that merits his concern. Then he watches some W. Kamau Bell and feels happier and then he has a coffee and eats a sandwich and wonders how long the day will last and thinks about writing. Then he watches Hari Kondabolu and he feels happier. Then he reads that some ancient spear tips have been found which might push back the age of modern man to 85000 years ago or it could be that the artefacts were collected poorly and given he was a student of archaeology and did that very thing once it is very likely or there was another branch of humanity that made spear tipped like artefacts or maybe they aren’t spear tips but actually tiddlywinks and the ancient peoples spent all day playing various games of skill to while away the long temperate days. Then he remembers the racists at the African American History section of the Museum of American History who talked abuot blacking up in middle school to dress as Martin Luther King and how it was acceptable to do that then but it probably wouldn’t be acceptable now and that they are illustrating their lack of racism to their friends by being at this museum and walking around this museum and laughing about blacking up as children and unashamed and with justification not finding that this is a problem that runs far deeper than the ignorance of their teachers or their peers or the world they lived in then because black face has never been acceptable to do and walking round a museum dedicated to The Struggle and loudly declaiming that your heart was in the right place and your intentions were good does not let you off the hook as you nervously laugh because you know in your heart that you were party to oppressive racist lampoonery of the worst kind and one might argue that your ignorance as a middle school male was not your fault but your lack of education as a middle aged man is certainly all your fault and you have no excuse for your heinous views and your nervous giggling he thinks to himself. But he does nothing except for to look in irritation at the two people who are oblivious to his rage and then he goes for lunch and then on the National Mall he declares his love and it is romantic and then he goes home and watches Saturday Night Live and falls asleep in happiness.

Appetite for Distraction – Another Day.


He wakes up. Hell. He showers. Anti-Hell. He watches with terror as a technology guru descibes the outline of the future world run by technologists and distanced even further than now from the ideas of direct democracy and freedom of individuals. What of these dreams other than that they are dreams, he wonders. He has no answers. He eats some toast with marmite on it and some toast with blueberry jam on it. He walks as in a dream towards the bus and the dead deer has been cleared away. Perhaps it was scooped up and even now is being chewed on by the hungry or it decayed in the night or it was just a flesh wound and the entrails were tucked back in and the deer awoke and went on it’s way. His sneakers stick to the sticky floor of the bus. He wonders what was spilt. Some sweet tea perhaps or a cheap soda. He wonders at this years popularity of black face and wonders if he is just more observant this year or if there really is an upswing in the popularity from ignorant white people. Everyone of them more defensive than the last to protect their right to be insensitive and racist and bigoted and wrapped in the warm blanket of a privelige they do not understand. Then he looks at the smiling guitar owner on the bus and wonders if he can play the guitar. He thinks about Ron Swanson and wants to do some woodworking. He has no woodworking skills. He will learn but not now and not here on the bus. A small child compares her punishment for misdemeanours with the civil rights struggle of Martin Luther King. It is a fine comparison but not one that stands up to facts as they are but at least she is learning some history. Then he eats a lovely strata breakfast for dinner and then he travels far and is tired and collapses into his bed and ignores the mess and the detritus of his life that is still spread for more than a month now over every surface of his bedroom. There is no guilt. He sleeps.

Assassination Conspiracy Trial | The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change


As we come up to the March on Washington Anniversary next week let us remember that this happened in 1999:

After four weeks of testimony and over 70 witnesses in a civil trial in Memphis, Tennessee, twelve jurors reached a unanimous verdict on December 8, 1999 after about an hour of deliberations that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated as a result of a conspiracy.

Assassination Conspiracy Trial | The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change

Assassination Conspiracy Trial | The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change


As we come up to the March on Washington Anniversary next week let us remember that this happened in 1999:

After four weeks of testimony and over 70 witnesses in a civil trial in Memphis, Tennessee, twelve jurors reached a unanimous verdict on December 8, 1999 after about an hour of deliberations that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated as a result of a conspiracy.

Assassination Conspiracy Trial | The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change