Beware I rant, I rarely rant..
Is that an appropriate title? Who knows any more, everyday I wake up check the news and wonder when the new overlords are going to criminalise woman working or not breeding. I feel like we are becoming Saudi Arabia, slowly our freedoms as such we kept over the last 15 years are eroding. Looking at social networks, closing down planned parenthood, for profit prisons, rolling back trans-rights, the government is out to get you and you are not paranoid. And it is so easy for them to do, we argue about pointless language and ideas while they laugh and tax us more, and poison our food, water and environment, if you are not paranoid you are not paying attention.
I am not going to bother breaking down the things that are happening we all have access to the greatest source of information ever, and we let arbitrarily points divide us. There is so much wrong right now in the USA and when a woman speaks up, she is told it is worse in Muslim countries. Yes, I know, but I live here, let me fix my own house, rebuild then help my neighbour. Yes, I will share my tools, materials and ideas with you, but by working on one place at a time I am not invalidating your hardship, I am just coping with mine.
Feminism, Marching, Protesting, Boycotting, Racism, are we in the 1950’s? WTF? Sometimes I think I can point a finger at when it went bad, not 9/11 or the patriot act, all those were terrible, but when people as a whole got evil, Trayvon Martin. We as a nation sat by as a large, white man killed a 17 year old child. No he wasn’t a perfect child, he did not get straight A’s, he smoked pot, he skipped school, he commit petty crimes. HE WAS A CHILD! That is what blows me away. Nothing validates the killing of a child, or maybe we should look at Tamir Rice, a 12 year old shot by the cops.
When we started justifying shooting of children we are lost, we have no morality. I live in an area where 18 years and under children commit most the crimes. Breaking and entering, theft, vandalism, assault and more. And yes, crime is awful, but why are they committing crimes? I have heard all the white excuses and black excuses, and truthfully none encompass the whole. There is a list, but the main one is we as a society have demonised young black boys and girls and we as a society offer them very little in a way to get ahead. Schools are awful, parents either work two jobs and aren’t home, and how can they be? If they are home we deride them as welfare moochers. We take away choice about sex education, we say drugs are bad, but white people are the ones dying from heroin and now we want to talk about it, never mind before crack landed you in jail, but heroin lands you in rehab. Yes, there are kids who get out, who through hard work and effort become more than what they are offered by society, but for 1 there are 100’s left behind, and so we have for profit prisons, 3 strikes and a joint will get you 20 years.
I was going to write about my trip to New York, my life in San Francisco, but the world is mad and I want to get off.
Pinball. What a great idea a pinball bar in a laundry. #laundry #pinball #Brooklyn #williamsburg #saturdaynight (at Sunshine Laundromat and Pinball)
So the rain abated a little today, in that I did not walk to work in the rain! Which was nice. It pretty much rained all weekend, with high winds. Scaffolding down, trees down, flash flood warnings etc – but no climate change…
At the bus stop today, the regular homeless man was playing War – Slippin into Darkness, it felt pretty apt.
Work though is okay, I am warm, dry and clean bathrooms, less people yell at me than the record store, and I get paid more.
Is it worth it? Sometimes I just don’t know. I like selling records, more than people can imagine. I enjoy learning about music, I like interacting with customers and I miss it a lot still. But, I still dream about refiling soul CDs or worse used Rock CDs. Or my biggest nightmare 7″s.
I still find myself filing things at other stores, and cleaning up records misfiled or upside down…it is a problem. The fun thing about Tucson, AZ was record shopping. I found some cool 80’s 7″s and a few records, but just looking makes me happy.
So today I thought my bus driver was training for le petit le mans – zooming up the hills here in SF, and squealing around corners, pretty exciting.
Also today is not national bubble bath day, like I thought, it is the 8th of January. Woops. Though other important things I am sure are happening today: national whipped cream day and national bird day, weird made up days for everything always make me happy.
It is sunny here today, a rarity in the last two months it feels like, though a great storm is predicted, lots of rain, and maybe even flooding, I might be making a grocery store run 🙂
This is a Great Horned Owl, native to the Americas!