April 1st, 2003


The mind of a skinhead

I usually visit my brother's family annually in Philadelphia, a city I like pretty well. A visit to that city usually involves a trip down to South Street to eat a huge cheesesteak and wander about.

A couple of years ago, while wandering down South Street in the usual crowd of tourists and kids, I came up behind a gaggle of skinheads. They were the usual crappy racist kind, with nazi stuff hanging off them, etc. Oddly, one of them was black. They were clustered around the entrance to a deli, arguing about whether to buy cigarettes there, or go somewhere else. It was important to buy cigarettes.

The black kid said to a taller blond skinhead "Hey, we don't want to buy cigs at a JEW STORE."

The blond one responded "Wait. You're a nigger nazi but you don't want to shop at a jew store?"

There was a long silence, while thick slow wooden wheels rotated in their heads. Then one of them said "Fuck, whatever" and they all proceeded into buy the necessary cigarettes.

I doubt that the National Socialist Revolution is going to get very far in Philly.
bigmouse ignatz

And I'm not saying it either!


I must not think bad thoughts</a>

The facts we hate; we'll never meet
walking down the road.
Everybody yelling "HURRY UP! HURRY UP!"
But I'm waiting for you, I must go slow.
I must not think bad thoughts.
When is this world coming to?
Both sides are right, but both sides murder.
I give Why can't they?


I'm a no good coward and an American too
A north american that is, not a south or central or native american

...my planes, my guns, my money, my soldiers
my blood on my hands, IT'S ALL MY FAULT

--X, "More fun in the New World"