MODERN SARTORIAL TRAGEDIES

Before lunch I was a lot more people-friendly and socially polished than afterwards. The reason being that while I was enjoying a pipe on Grant Avenue one of the white trash strode by, angrily pushing every A-frame warning of necessary street work out into traffic. Probably a drug deal gone bad or unsatisfactorily concluded. Yes of course he was young. He came from North Beach, so I'm guessing meth-freak. The residential hotels there are filled with drug addicts, mostly speed.

Methamphetamine is, as you know, white trash cocaine.

It's perfect for antisociale blanke klootzakken.

Made in America by Trump voters.


On the other hand, my drug deal was a splendid success. I scored a ninety day supply of both Atorvastatin 80 mg tabs and Losartan-HCTZ 100-25. So I was a happy camper.

If it were up to me, many young white people with behavioural problems would be picked up and deported back to the red states. I realize that would leave us without enough bus boys and artists, but that's just a price we'd have to pay.
Sad, but what can you do?

You know, sonny, back in my day we didn't have fancy drug addlements, piercings, or tattoos. No sir! We expressed our unique individuality by tying onions to our belts and jigging at the sock hop, down at the Log Cabin in Hunter's Point. And trying to avoid the missionizing activities of the John Birch society. I swear, kids these days, tell you what!

Did someone mention jalopy?


One of my friends has clients, mostly white guys, who are third generation professional thieves. The men in their families have made a career stealing cars, robbing banks and jewelry stores, and burglarizing warehouses for three generations. Many of the kids, especially the boys, born into these homes face an uphill battle to not follow in the family tradition. It highlights the importance of schools and communities in providing these socially and adaptationally challenged young people with viable alternatives.

As J. D. Vance says: "You talk about people who walk into a crowded supermarket and have a vest on, for what? And they blow up the vest, and a couple of people get killed, and that's a terrible tragedy. What happens when what's on the vest, it's not something that can kill a couple of people but can kill many, many tens of thousands of people?"

The angry meth head wasn't wearing a vest. But he could have been.

Kids, don't wear vests. That's how it starts.



AFTERWORD

The calligraphy is the name of a brand of Chinese cigarettes which are smuggled in and cost significantly less than regular American smokes. When I head toward the bus in the morning I like to smoke a ciggie, if I finish it before I get to my stop I am walking better; bum legs you know. So it's a health measuring tool.The way they had designed the logo didn't sit well with me, the characters looked off. Too casual. I care about these things because I'm neurotic.



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