Category: Racism

I think it’s B.O.!

Open Letter to the tiki torch carriers in North Carolina: I woke up this morning and (eventually) checked my Twitter feed.  Oh.  A demonstration in North Carolina by angry, privileged, and misled individuals carrying tiki torches.  You’re upset because despite having an entire nation specifically designed to give you a better shot at everything in […]

So what? Your genitals are still lined up.

I’m home from my mini-vacation, sans laptop.  I accidentally left it in security when a bag search interrupted me while on auto-pilot.  Fortunately, it was located in the lost and found and will be shipped back soon.  Whew!  I didn’t even notice it was gone until several minutes after we were in the air.  I […]

Hello, Newman.

I’m still working on the song in my head.  I got distracted trying out different drum kits and creating them with my own sounds.  I created one of nothing but sounds my cat makes.  Because I can, that’s why.  Also, because getting my cat to do anything nine times merits documentation.  You never know when […]

Shut up you old bag!

I’m doing well.  It finally stopped snowing, but the driving is still precarious.  My boss asked me if I’m happy in my position today.  I’m overqualified for the job, but I didn’t understand why it’s an issue as it was deliberate on my part.  He said something about retention, but eventually, we got to the […]

We’re broken up for the rest of the day.

I met another veteran while delivering for Meals on Wheels today.  He retired from the Airforce Reserves and is also troubled by the threat to our healthcare.  He too thinks Drumpf is waddling shit.  Drumpf seems hellbent on killing more Americans than died in Vietnam (civilian or military!).  It’s astonishing to me that so many […]

All you saved was the pea pods?

Growing up in a predominantly all-white community has helped me better understand what it’s like for my local peers to first encounter a person of color.  In my first twelve years of life, the only people of color I met were a few Native American parents of foster siblings, and my little sister, Heather.  (I […]

If we pick, do we not bleed? I am not an animal!

I’m so angry right now.  I went to my dental appointment, only to find out they weren’t expecting me.  I arrived 20 minutes early, after spending about 10 minutes looking for the place.  The directions I was given over the phone sucked.  They said it’s “across the street from Globe University”.  First of all, that’s […]