racially yours**

this morning I went to an eye doctor who sadistically burned and dilated my eyes and pupes so that everyone was rendered into amorphous humanoids classifiable only by race, sex and age relative to size and posture

1. In one of the swankier 7-Elevens in one of the busier downtown intersections I watched an old white lady purse four forty Oh Zees of Miller Genuine Draft (160 ounces) and purchase a fifth
a fifth forty
not a fifth of booze
bringing it to an even 200 ounces
(math)

2. As my eyes started to clear up, I got on the red line where I spotted a young black girl with big pink plastic circle earrings. inside of the circle were the words 'Mrs. Kutcher'

(as in the actor
whose fiancee
is old enough to be
the girl's
grandmother
and his mother)

i guess hollywood just isn't ready

3. before getting off at the dreaded Wrigleyville stop, an old black man who seemed a bit titched. In his hands was a dog eared cover of the Illinois Rules of the Road booklet with tumblerless Jesse White's broad grin cheshiring from the cover. He pulled a pen out from behind his ear and started leafing through the small booklet. As the train eased to a stop I saw that scrawled across every page passages like:

THE NEGRO MAN/IS NOT A FREE PERSON/ WHAT MUST TO BE DONE/ IS TO KILL ALL THE WHITE PERSONS


* (asterisk [sic?]) "Racially Yours" is the title of an album by Milwaulkee band the Frogs. The Frogs fucking own
* (addendum to the asterisk [sic, i think]) the 'asterisk' [sic, probably] is a little magical star that grants wishes

*'SIC' is a word frat boys use to describe somethind a Bostonian would say is 'wicked pisser'
Ex. "that band the Frogs...from Milwaulkee? Motherfuckin sic, right?"
"Indeed, hella"

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