Franklin Avenue Fracas! Machete and Knives!

Hmmm, I should have written more comprehensively.

My usage of the term 'blodclot' was not to describe the cop as such, but rather as an expression of what I thought was the potential to be shot by the cop.

In the parlance, the term as written is equivalent to, 'oh fuck', or 'dear sweet lord'. Essentially in that context it is an expression of sudden angst in the face of an awareness that my end was potentially nigh.

Thankfully it wasn't.

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For the record, I felt more fear when the burly cop pulled his gun out than when those guys were chasing each other with knives. For one thing, they were oblivious to anyone but themselves. It was as if they were in another dimension; rather, that I was in another dimension. But when burly cop- dude pulled out the nine, I felt my sphincter tighten and await the fatal shot (Did he see me?). The thought of dying with an expelled shitload in my corduroys at the corner of St. John's and Franklin impelled me to cup my hands to my face like Van Gogh and say, Blodclot, I'm too vain to die this way. I don't mind the hail of bullets, but I'd prefer they were fired, you know, truly at me, and not the result of some 'inadvertent killing'. The gun looked so heavy in that cop's hand; I mean, that's all I thought about. And I hoped to the idle gods that the running dude didn't whip around and the cop didn't think he had a gun and feel moved to buss some shots, because one of them would've buss-up in me.

Another thought that arose was the comment, 'Don't you know you're in a fish tank?' Here were these Mexicans, running around swearing bloodlust at each other, and the whiteman got their land on lockdown, you know? I mean, such IS the case. Now I know you whitefolks chafe when I say this, but shit, it's true. So here are these Mexicans literally SCURRYING around other people, trying to kill each other!

I won't -- unless moved -- remind y'all what whitefolks did to Mexico. I know y'all don't wanna here it. Succinctly, they gentrified it.

Oh yeah, happy thanksgiving.

Speaking of which. There is an episode of Star Trek that blew my mind when I realized what I was seeing. Here was dick-swingin' Captain Kirk swaggerin' through his ship checkin' out tail and shit, and he's approached by a lackey who informs him that he has synthesized enough turkey for the Thanksgiving feast. All I could think was, 'These mothafuckahs flyin' through SPACE -- PILGRIMS 'n' shit -- and they be celebratin' thanksgivin'?! Wassup wit' dat?!

Well, something is... Last time I checked there were a couple of Africans in 1619 with them mothafuckahs who came here... Let's stop the spin and recognize that Thanksgiving is about the perpetuation of white supremacy. It ain't cool what the white man did. I don't want an apology; I'm jus' sayin'; just stating the facts: Bush doesn't like Black people, and Beyonce' is a great singer, and I got a fucked-up haircut.

Hope you had a 'Happy Thanksgiving' -- whatever that means.

For the record the American Indigenous peoples use this day not to remember what to be 'thankful for', but as a day of remembrance that they lost the battle against white supremacy.

What irks me is the spin over the day. -'folks ignore the history and now think of it as a day where they gather with family, and recall what they are 'thankful' for. It's an ahistorical stance to take on the bones and blood of all the exploited. You want to have your 'thanksgiving' fine, have it, but be proud, goddammit. Stop hiding behind half-truths and embellishments. Gloat and deal with the consequences of your gloating.

By the way, anybody see Kanye's runaway, or read Armond White's critique in the latest New York Press of the new Natalie Portman flick, 'The Black Swan'? He juxtaposes the two, as they both are about race, and ballet. Anyway, Runaway (Kanye's 30 minute video) is worth checking out. I still think Bush doesn't like Black people, even though Kanye' took it back. Worse, he doesn't like poor people.