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In a message dated 6/21/2004 8:13:51 AM Eastern Standard Time,
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
And last night, sunday, around 10:30 p.m. Sky runs upstairs to say that two dude, what can I tell you? Of course you've got my total sympathies. It's
getting to be like the Wild West around here -- West Africa that is. Hell, when
my wife and I moved here 19 years ago this month we were young and craved
excitement. That's why when we heard that the cops were bombing houses from a
helicopter, we just jumped at the opportunity to move to West Philly. I mean it
was that or East Beirut, and my Lebanese was rusty. And for a while it was fun
-- we'd sit up on the rooftops at night smoking hashish and watching the
incoming mortar rounds and the tracers lighting up the sky -- really jumped up
the old adrenaline and dopamine levels.
But then, you know, things quieted down. Got domesticated. We decided to
have a kid. Raised him up in this totally whack neighborhood. When he was three,
his hobby was picking up crack vials from the sidewalk, you know, the old ones
with multi-colored caps, and arranging them in an album. Worst thing happened
was that some savage dog bit him in the ass while he was learning to ride a
bike. Of course I had to waste the owner. I mean, what kind of father could let
that kind of shit go down without some proper vengeance.
But that was before the Ivoireans and Nigerians moved in big time. Hell,
now you walk down Baltimore Avenue, you think you're in fucking Senegal or
someplace. African boutiques, primitive African sculptures for sale on the
sidewalk, cassava root for sale under the counter, Nigerian videos, you name it.
Two gazillion African restaurants and sidewalk cafes, with these big dudes
hanging out till all hours, pounding out their primitive rhythms on the bongos,
speaking incomprehensible dialects and giving white ladies the eye. I don't know
what foul voodoo brew they cook up in these so-called restaurants, but Hey! how
long am I going to have to breathe those greasy and noxious fumes, man??!!
So look dude, give me your phone number and I'll arrange to come over with
my Fuckin Petition, man, and we'll see if we can't do something to stem the tide
of outrageous negritude. I mean, us white folks gotta stick together, man. Look
at what happened to Rhodesia!! Give em an inch and they take a mile.
Oh, while you're at it, dawg, check out the improvements on my Fabulous
Kyle Cassidy Tribute page. Finally got those animated gifs working,
holmes:
Ross
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