The American Caliban (substitute) wrote,
The American Caliban

good morning aztlan

Last night Sylvia related the amusing story of how she got stabbed at Alberto's. It's amusing mostly because she was only slightly injured, and also because I learned the street Spanish for "shut your piehole".

There was also a long and interesting discussion of the racial politics of primary education around here. I was once again reminded of how lucky I was to have gone to school in the 1970s when "everyone gets along" was the example set starting from the top and working down. My junior high in particular was a cross-section of California ethnic and religious groups, but we had not one incident of racial or other communal violence the whole time I was there. Meanwhile they were telling me about the year at Ensign Middle School that the administration divided the place between the whites and the Mexicans like a prison because of all the fights.

I gave Michelle an MP3 CD of all the Jelly Roll stuff plus some other things which made her very happy. I really like the look on people's faces when I give them music they haven't heard and want. This is why I liked being a DJ so much!

There is crazy music from Aquarius winging its way to me, also more RAM for my computer. It's sunny outside. The cat is cleaning my elbow.

Later this evening, I hope to churn out two book reviews for y'all.
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