Busking Back Better; In A Racist, Entitled Mood

I wasn't going to go back out to busk until I had updated my sound somehow; and I kind of blew it, as far as playing hard for 3 hours every night to stay in shape.

There is no substitute for having a live audience to hold one accountable for every miscue and make one play through the pain of blistered fingers because a group is singing along and pumping one up, so one forges ahead, at least until some tip money goes in the jar.

Mere Catharsis

I just returned from the store with a new vape which promises 3,500 puffs, and 3 cans of beer.

Upon entering the lobby, I encountered a kind of heavyset black man, whom I may or may not have seen before, but who resembles another guy that lives here, whom I have deemed to be one of the most selfish individuals I have ever met. He is the guy who, upon discovering me playing an acoustic guitar in one of the stairwells, using the acoustics to check out the sound of the guitar, which was new to me; plopped himself down a couple steps below me and said: "Give me some smooth jazz or something...you know any Al Green?"

"Give me, give me, give me..." I remember thinking at the time.

And, true to the stereotype that I immediately tagged this other one with, due to his resemblance to the "Give me some smooth jazz" guy, this guy astounded me by basically telling me that he was going to buy one of the 2 cans of beer that I had left in the bag. "Yeah, I think I'll just buy one of yours; that way I won't have to go to the store," he said, while reaching into his pocket.

Excuse me?

I couldn't think of what to say besides: "Yeah, that's why I just ran to the store, risking my life in the dark; so I could be an errand boy for some lazy n****r..." so I just mumbled something.

That is exactly what the guy whom he resembles had done, when he was sitting in the lobby with a half dozen other colored men around him; ask me for one of the 3 or 4 beers that I had just gone to the store to get.

I was sure that, if I were to have handed over to him a free beer at my expense, the the other ones would have stepped up, demanding "Where's mine?" as if I were just "the white guy handing out free stuff" of the moment. Everybody line up; one per beggar.

Because it would be rude and unfair to give one guy a free beer at my expense while snubbing the rest of them. It's all about fairness and equity; even if the result is, no beer left for myself. I should have thought about that 200 years ago, before I did what I did back then. But now I owe them, type of thing...

In Other News

Right: The whole world has fallen in love with Gabby Petito. Apparently the remains of her boyfriend have been found, along with his laptop.
All that "remains" is whether or not he had any nude photos of her on said laptop.
The whole world is praying...

Maybe there are indeed white people down here in the deep south whose "white guilt" prompts them to be charitable to these individuals, but I'm not buying in to it. Those white people need to be put out of their misery.

Don't get me wrong; I have a few black friends; not all of them are pieces of human shit; just about maybe 58%. I think that is a "fair" estimate. Your n****rs may vary; especially if you live in an upscale neighborhood, where they know how to behave..

That's all I have for you. Be sure to like and subscribe because I am still being shadow banned by the Google algorithm; hidden from non subscribers....

I want to write "White Oppressor" on a tee shirt to wear on the street. If challenged by a person "of color" I would say that I was taking ownership of my white privilege and try to spin it that way. Of course that might prompt them to say: "Give me a cigarette!" 

What the hell is wrong with these people? I'm so sick of returning from the store to see all eyes on the bags I'm carrying rather than making eye contact with me.

The reality of what is "wrong" is that I am drinking, and that is opening the door for such situations to occur. Just stop drinking, and you won't have to worry about people hounding you for free beer, Daniel...

The fact that a good portion of the residents of Sacred Heart gained their vouchers for free rent by having been deemed "chronically homeless" by the Unity organization which funds such things, and which is, ironically, a very "woke" institution

"You owe your living situation to the Democrats," once said Tim, my caseworker, before he was laid off a couple years ago, now.

This led to the transferal of my "case" to Ray, who is a veteran himself, and who used to call me at 10 in the morning on Tuesday's to invite me to meetings to discuss issues pertaining to us veterans.

This is ironic because I can't stand those same democrats with their socialist agenda.

This is like being being back in high school, where the healthy, strong, good looking, smart and talented kids would be required to fork over some of those properties to the losers, in order to make everyone more "equal."

Notice that it is generally the losers in life who are pushing for a socialist society. What do they have to lose?

So, there are inveterate beggars amongst us, who see other humans the way brown bears in Yellowstone Park see hikers with backpacks. There's food in them there bags, I can even smell it.