Letter to the Black Beyond:
In Philadelphia, the sun sets on post modern ghetto fallout. I’ve passed though a seemingly endless corridor of poverty and sadness, somehow broken up by the spirit to survive. We’ve crossed rivers and wetlands and ducked under whole cities to avoid traps that cause us to stop.
I’m desperate for a cigarette. It’s been some time now and I swear they are calling my name – the smokes that is. But I’ll survive. Maybe.
We’ve stopped and I’ve been offered a seat in the café car, but no good comes from sitting down for too long. She tells me she’s in sales – floor coverings. I wonder if sales attracts a naturally boisterous person or if it turns them into them. She’s from Ohio; she glad she doesn’t have an Ohio accent. I’m not really from anywhere, but I say I’m from Connecticut; weird little countries in a bigger one.
Terrorist threat may be at most ‘heightened state’ since 9/11, Napolitano says
Terrorist threat may be at most ‘heightened state’ since 9/11, Napolitano says. Oh My God… is the only reaction I can come up with for this stupidity. These people really are deluded; believing their imaginary enemies are out to get them! In civil society, we call that a mental disorder. How are these people seriously … Read moreTerrorist threat may be at most ‘heightened state’ since 9/11, Napolitano says