I drove by a dispensary this morning. I'm going to guess there were two hundred people in line outside. The temperature, according to my car thermometer: 101 degrees.
To me, fireworks and the 4th of July remind of me of this:
It always sounds like I'm in a war zone where I live, because lots of people shoot fireworks off very late into the night, and it can sound like gunfire, rockets and grenades all around you in the distance.
To me it symbolizes the fact that the America can do some stupid, ****ed up ****, and maybe one day the war will come home and instead of fireworks, there will be guns and bombs and rockets going off all over the place.
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the drugs have kicked in and my dog is no longer losing her **** at every firework noise
hilariously, she sproinged up from a dead sleep when i laughed lightly at a joke on Frasier. Took her quite a time to settle down, much as I imagine would be the case with Maris
Fireworks were fun. In Washington state, they have these balls that shoot up about 100 feet and then make a big firework show. It's funny because I gather Roman candles are illegal, but these babies do the exact same thing. Prolly scared some dogs, myself.
about all that's left after they gutted buffy and futurama
Have you seen Mr. Robot? It's really freakin good! I credit that show, college, and free market capitalist earthquakes with ***** slapping me and knocking sense into me and pulling me from the brink of right wing la la land. I'd probably be a Trumpist if not for these factors.
You know the main reason, after family members, that I don't like the face space is the proliferation of not-nearly-entertaining-enough-to-justify-their-existence memes.
Perhaps the most concise and perplexing statement of Carter’s new unambiguous love for capitalism comes in a couplet on the second track, “The Story of O.J.,” a song whose main theme is the indelible force of racism against black people regardless of class. On one jarring line, Carter states, “You wanna know what’s more important than throwin’ away money at a strip club? Credit. You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it.”
Carter’s admonition is meant to encourage black people to imitate what he perceives to be a Jewish strength of ethnic solidarity and financial prowess. “‘The Story of O.J.’ is really a song about we as a culture, having a plan, how we’re gonna push this forward,” Carter said on iHeartRadio. But the line is nonetheless startling because it invokes the anti-Semitic canard that Jews maintain financial control of everything you see. It’s beneath Carter, a writer and artist of astonishing ability and sophistication who has every reason to know better. Responding to prior criticisms in his book Decoded, Jay-Z wrote that “when I use lines like this, I count on people knowing who I am and my intentions, knowing that I’m not anti-Semitic or racist, even when I use stereotypes in my rhymes.”
There’s an old strain of black capitalism here that runs from Booker T. Washington through the Black Power movement to the Nation of Islam and beyond. Carter is also drawing on an old tradition of using American Jews as a model of a downtrodden people who found success in America. Frederick Douglass predicted that just as Jewish people had “risen” despite discrimination in Europe, “in like manner the Negro will rise in social scale.”