Sometimes in the midst of chaos I like to think about driveways. Saturday night we returned from our brief stint out in the world (really my in-laws place where our scheduled outdoor manual labor was cancelled due to inclement weather…well, it started raining and I threw such a fit over getting wet, comparing myself to an elaborate if not dissolvable rice paper origami Trumpeter Swan, that my bound-only-by-law family shut down the operation out of pure revulsion – only at the cost of my dignity and the potential respect of my son) to find the downtown core of Seattle alight with the warm glowing embers of police and (befuddlingly, metro transit and utility) vehicles ablaze thanks to the angst of several hundred thieves likely just sick of all those storefronts mocking them every day what with their intact glass and luxury (albeit useless) goods behind them, masturbating arsonists because that’s what they do and don’t forget the psychologically disturbed, violence prone, middle and upper-middle class 23-year-old white males upset about economic challenges and voice-lessness; all of which had nothing to do with systemic racism, police brutality and murder.
I've Never met a yogi
I've Never met a yogi
I've Never met a yogi
Sometimes in the midst of chaos I like to think about driveways. Saturday night we returned from our brief stint out in the world (really my in-laws place where our scheduled outdoor manual labor was cancelled due to inclement weather…well, it started raining and I threw such a fit over getting wet, comparing myself to an elaborate if not dissolvable rice paper origami Trumpeter Swan, that my bound-only-by-law family shut down the operation out of pure revulsion – only at the cost of my dignity and the potential respect of my son) to find the downtown core of Seattle alight with the warm glowing embers of police and (befuddlingly, metro transit and utility) vehicles ablaze thanks to the angst of several hundred thieves likely just sick of all those storefronts mocking them every day what with their intact glass and luxury (albeit useless) goods behind them, masturbating arsonists because that’s what they do and don’t forget the psychologically disturbed, violence prone, middle and upper-middle class 23-year-old white males upset about economic challenges and voice-lessness; all of which had nothing to do with systemic racism, police brutality and murder.