Saturday

Ask Ty...June 21

Q: How do you know when a "chapter" is over?

- Christine

Ty: Good question and an even better observation.

I just know. When I either tire of or become annoyed of a concept and have a difficult time pushing a concept forward, it's time to kill it. Sometimes it's when a new or better concept comes to light and I'm eager to move forward with that. In this instance the black & whites were depressing me in light of so much color in the world and pictures like this: [clicky]. I just felt suck in mud and needed to move on; somewhere. I'm not sure what's next though.

I have to develop a formula and focus on that formula.

Sorry it's so abrupt so many times. But when the "chapters" are folded into book form, it might make more sense.

I just know though.

Just a guess,

-ty

Ask Ty...June 20

Q: What can I do to be post-racial?

Your friend,

- Whitey (AKA, The Man)

Ty: Good question and an even better observation, Whitey.

I've been thinking a lot about race lately. What with that colored fellow running for president and all, it's been shoved in my face like a rolled-up newspaper when I piss on the rug. They call 'em the "post-racial" politicians; Corey Booker, Deval Patrick, Adrian Fenty, and, of course, Barack Obama. I just call them black dudes working the system. But, hey, post-racial it is.

Speaking of Barack, two Ivy League professors were discussing post-racism just last night on Bill Moyers Journal; Glenn Loury (Brown) and Orlando Patterson (Harvard - and my friend Rhiannon's father) were engaged in fascinating conversation about what it all means. What does it mean?

Perhaps Berkeley Rich sums it up best when we were bantering about the races coopting cultures. We got to the sub-subject of blacks coopting traditionally white things (nerdism, tennis, golf, etc.) and I volleyed, "Like the presidency." His reply:
"Like the presidency. I sense a return to golden times, my friend. Golden times. Even better than the boom boom times of the 1990's.

Decades from now, we will look back on the next five years as enormously transformative.

Or not. It's like that."
Or not. It is just like that.

What can you do to be post-racial, Whitey? Nothing. You're already post racial. By posing the question and self-deprecatingly referring to yourself as "Whitey" you've already ascended race. Race is pretty much over. Race? That's yesterday's news. If you really want to do something, procreate with someone not of your race. The future is of cream and tan-colored children who will find something else to hate each other for.

Speaking of yesterday's news, see also: [clicky]

Just a guess,

-ty

Focus on the Formula

We own our own miseries
Just as we own our own happiness
As humans, after all, we have
The ability to make some
fundamental choices. Decisions.

We must, then, decide whether
We want to be miserable
sons of bitches or...not
If not, then, we just have to
figure out acceptable alternatives.

Create a formula.
Focus on the formula.

It's pretty simple.

Friday

Solstice

Fin


The End of Chapter 6

Now

Borderlands 2 (B4/C6/P78)

Friday 2:59 PM (B4/C6/P77)

Rain

Somewhere beneath all that water...
...is a fishing hole.

Rain on a flood.

I bow, humbly.

Borderlands (B4/C6/P76)



The Problem

The death of the muse
Legions of despair confuse
Only all a ruse