1. Monday, June 1, 2020

    on this crazy weekend 

     

    life is fucked up, unfair, focused too much on money and worldly possessions, invested too much in cops and not love

    and rooted in fear.

    i watched a lot of TV this weekend, tweeted a bunch of it, and even went through a bit of Beverly Hills, Hollywood, and Inglewood to soak in what i could.

    to me the best take on it was Trevor Noah’s about the Contract.

    when people are sold a lie that things will be a certain way, and it’ll be fair,

    and if time after time after time it’s not fair, and the rules change, but never in your favor, after a while you’ll say fuck this game.

    and fuck this contract.

    and part of the contract is you and your whole neighborhood won’t bum rush a store — or all the stores — and take everything.

    even the ice cube tray.

    but trevor doesnt address why the cops are acting so out of control.

    i think its the same reason trump supporters do

    they know it’s about over for them.

    the same way 9/11 transformed air safety, this is the last straw between cops and The People

    and so every chance they could they beat a kid, or ran over pedestrians, or shot pepper spray or rubber bullets at a journalist.

    the free for all is ending among the bad apples and this is the last dance.

    love it or hate it but generally shit changes after riots and looting.

    people start treating each other better.

    especially businesses to their community.

    i remember clearly a year or two after the rodney king riots i was in a liquor store and the customer whispered to the shop

    see you at the riot.

    just that threat is good enough to improve customer service by A LOT.

    is it right? no. did i hang in there for a good 20 years or so? yes.