he was riding in a bus and
overheardOH BULLSHIT! Overheard. Youre an eavesdropping sonofabitch. Overheard my ass. You listen in on people’s conversations for their
odd notesodd perspectives. Then you take
themrob them of pearls they had no idea they held in their hands. Okay. Doesn’t
make you a thief. An opportunist. An then you ramp it up an make it your own.
he had mixed feelings about that
personality inside of him who was quicker on the draw than him Im just borrowing scattered seeds
whether theyre overheard or seen I take
them so weyou and I we can enjoy the
fertile garden we live in
Garden?
Somehow that’s suggestive of, you suggesting,
The Garden . .
. . The garden before Adam
and Eve The culmination of the Big Bangwhen
the bits and pieces finally came together Innocence a matter of survival not perverted or deviant Monkeys grown smartthen too smart for their
own good do that They think they can stretch out their demise by their rich thinking they
can exist above it exist above the accumulated garbage and squalor
They cant
Infection is microscopic
Its in the air like Valley Fever
Eventually theyll suck the Big
One like everyone elseId rather suck it while its young and fresh
Suckin on someone elses drool isnt appealing
You have away with words, a
disgusting way with words. Ever think of writing descriptively,
tantalisingly, menu items?
No
one of two boys sitting side by side mentioned
Rubin Carter
immediately he wanted to
interrupt themcorrect them
Hurricane thats Hurricane Carter he deserves your respect your compassion Another
black man treated badly because the colour of his skin Were exceptional here in the United States
regarding race Exceptional
but he didnt
it was really nice to hear two
boys talk about Hurricane
he remembered listening to Hurricane
off Bob Dylans Desire when it came out
he recorded it onto a cassette so
he could listen to it while driving through the South to Florida Miami
he played it loudly when stopped
for gas
a few heads turned
Yer
not from around here, are ya boy?
No I suppose my license plates were the dead
giveawayhuh he was an old white man he couldnt expect otherwise
later Nelson Algrens The Devil’s
Stocking elaborated what Dylan had alluded to and which he had no doubt was true
Hurricane Carter finally was released
from prison in 1985
twenty years of his life run out
behind bars
a young man
a middleaged man
how would he feel if he was condemned to spend twenty years confined behind bars his freedom taken by virulent racism prejudice
he couldmight
be coerced to kill someone once he got out make those years stolen from him count for something
theres no saying what the ire of being
kept behind bars knowing you were innocent might engender or culminate in
difficult
medicine to swallow They were wrong You were convicted on “evidence” by a jury he couldnt help but wonder of its
racial makeup
he was happy to have met and
known Hurricane the only way he could and reminded so by the two boys he overheardBULLSHIT
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Bob Dylan Hurricane https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpZvg_FjL3Q
