VERBATIM: MY AIRPORT TAXI DRIVER, WHILE WAITING FOR A TOW TRUCK, TAKES A STAND ON THE REPUBLICANS
If you don’t work, you don’t
eat. That’s the way I learnt
it. These kids with kids they
just babies themself, you know?
Confiscating the children’s not
a bad idea. Give ’em a fresh start
in a kibbutz-type situation. See
Mississippi, we had a long family,
not like today with this nuclear bomb
family, no pop around etcetera.
See we had our pops. But if we
didn’t, see we still had family folk
that cared. It wasn’t no indentured
servitude. I studied that. But
it wasn’t no picnic either. No, no.
We had problem people but not like
projects do. I won’t drive there
dispatch or no. We had bad ones—
everybody does. One girl, they stuck
a co-a-cola bottle up her vag-inn-a.
You know what I’m saying? She was
a whore-type. She was a sex tool
of Mississippi. Evil don’t pick
a color. Black white pink etcetera.
Most people sit round doing nothin’
watching TV for clues. For what?
Think that box gonna solve something?
I’ll tell you what: some concentration
camps are better than others. I want
mine without guns and gangs, TV etcetera.
Say “racism” this, “racism” that. Racism
sure. Anybody know that. It’s America,
okay? But after that, what next?