NO LOUDNESS PLEASE

While walking down Pacific Avenue after eating roast pork and tofu with gravy over rice (燒肉豆腐飯 'siu yiuk dau fu faan') at the establishment where I went instead of the claypot rice place where I originally intended to have lunch (which apparently is closed on Thursday) -- it was exceedingly good, and I note that they now also do roast goose (燒鵝 'siu ngo'), of which I am exceedingly fond and I'll have that next time, soon -- it was savagely brought home to me how thoroughly I detest the white American bourgeoisie. Because they're loud.
And uncontrolled. Especially when male and teenage.

No modulation at all, immoderate, and badly behaved. Rowdy.
All thirteen of them. Damn' it all, you unbridled savages.


No wonder the little peckerheads support Trump and spread disease.


I'm surprised that U. C. Berkeley isn't all Asian American.
I suppose they have to let in some of the dingoes.
In lieu of sending them to a borstal.


Other than the mob of young white male highschool flunkazoids, and the horrible cold winds, I very much enjoyed my lunch and the half hour with a pipe afterwards. Traffic in the Financial District was sparse, pedestrians were few.

You know, I can still taste that siu yiuk. Delicious.
The pipe afterwards was the perfect capstone.


I probably need some coffee now.



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