jodi told me about this on the news last night. i don’t think i want to even read it. all i know is, my buddy dave was so effective at this kind of thing, that i still cringe when walking by strangers in tight quarters.
last night i dreamt i went to my high school reunion. it was held in a dead mall. there was an asian jouney cover band, elton john, and michael jackson - featuring the coreys - as musical acts. elton played slow songs, asian journey played no journey at all that i can remember. and michael rocked the rotunda while the coreys [aged maybe 18-20 in the dream], danced in front of him. when ‘man in the mirror’ ended, everyone clapped … until michael began snapping. then we all snapped our applause. it was like flipping over a rain stick. odd how only mildly enthused the crowd was. i mean who gets the coreys to play their reunion?
after michael’s set, and not seeing anyone i wanted to talk to, i left; returned shortly later, and woke up.
i fell back to sleep and found myself in the same, or similar dream, only this time i was telling actual high school “friends” about my dream about our high school reunion! [none were actual friends; rather i found myself the farmer ted-style ‘king of the dipshits’, with a throng of 6 or 7 hangers-on, breathe bated, eagerly listening to every word]
some of the stores in the dead mall were open now, and as we strolled around something near to the style of claire’s-meets-hot topic, the music began to play in the rotunda. i animatedly told them of the asian cover band, and the michael/coreys ‘set of all sets’ as we approached the now live music. a few familiar faces passed us as we neared [one of which was my now-bff jodi(?)], when we realized that elton john was not elton john, but was in fact beyonce. ‘crazy in love’.
things get hazy after that. and since it’s barely 8am as i type this, i’m sure i’m still a little hazy all around.
the only thing i really know is, there is no effing way i’m going to my reunion this year. it’ll never live up to my dream.
“Protest is only seen as fundamentally American when those who have long had the luxury of seeing themselves as prototypically American engage in it. When the dangerous and dark “other” does so, however, it isn’t viewed as normal or natural, let alone patriotic. Which is why Rush Limbaugh could say, this past week, that the Tea Parties are the first time since the Civil War that ordinary, common Americans stood up for their rights: a statement that erases the normalcy and “American-ness” of blacks in the civil rights struggle, not to mention women in the fight for suffrage and equality, working people in the fight for better working conditions, and LGBT folks as they struggle to be treated as full and equal human beings.”—“Imagine if the Tea Party Was Black” - Tim Wise (via themadeshop)