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?