there was a laissez-faire to the
day
the local districts were
self-congratulating
graduating junior high and high school
students who didnt deserve their commencement or diplomas
it was June midafternoon Central
Coast California hot
he ran ceiling fans inside the
house because he disliked air-conditioning
it was 92degrees inside
in the sun outside he was real
happy he woke early and soaked his outdoor plants that couldnt duck for the
cover of shade and had to withstand the sun for the benefit of other beings
his feral cats werent hungry or
present they found some place with cool
earth to lay their bellys on
he sweat as he wrote standing at the
porch railing
a slight breeze trembled the beads
of sweat that run out from his underarms off his temples the hairline at
his neck and down his back
his cold bottle of beer commiserated
and sweat too
the Eighth grade graduated every
student there was
thirty-eight percent couldnt read
at their grade-level
and of that thirty-eight percent only twenty-two
percent would be able to attend remedial help at the high school
talk about setting the table
but then it was a rural districtit
was stout Republican ranchers and farmers fourth and fifth generation Californian
they were are thick as Mormonsand
many many were
their wealth was quietly conspicuous
you had to let the hints add upit
was simple arithmetic
one plus one plus one equals
but the one-ups didnt stop
accumulating
and they knew who they were and
who you werent
it was fascinating
there was no requirement for
free-thinking
the free-thinkers would succeed
and leave
what remained took orders well
Man it was nelly hot as hell
1752, Friday,
16 6. 17
1507, Saturday, 17 6. 17
1313 days remaining fingers crossed fewer
1507, Saturday, 17 6. 17
1313 days remaining fingers crossed fewer
Nelly Hot in Here
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GeZZr_p6vB8
