Dear People With My Phone Number, Part II
I have gotten a new phone. It has doodads and whistles. Too. Many. If you call me, I might accidentally hang up on you while trying not to access the internet because my phone really wants me to do that.
I kept the same number (though it won’t be active for a day or so).
Of course, I no longer have anybody else’s numbers.
Inevitably this would happen after I quit all the social networking sites. I am considering it a general clean house. If I can’t find somebody on the internet, or feel sort of ambiguous about putting forth the effort to do so, then the Nokia gods are telling me no, honey, no.
But, in the meantime, if I have given you the URL to this blog you are not one of those people, so please do be emailing me your phone numbers, if you remember. I will try to be emailing all of you, too. If you don’t remember my email address, the email address connected to this wordpress account will forward to me. Thanks.
This is not what I wanted to be blogging about. I wanted to say a little something about Sean Bell. A little something that starts with “fuck Al Sharpton” and ends with Mississippi Goddamn, and a little history lesson, and a few quotes from good women. but, you know, I’m just not there yet.
On a totally unrelated angry blog posting: for “fuck Al Sharpton” above, I wanted to post a link to a clip from Barbershop. But the term “fuck Al Sharpton” has been included as search terms on several interracial pornography sites. I already knew that — a few years back, I wrote a few versions of a paper on pornography for a women’s studies, Afro-American studies, and Psychology class, respectively, and I couldn’t google “interracial porn” without finding references to Al Sharpton. No, seriously. Seriously, try it yourself. You’ll get a healthy mix of white supremacist websites, but really, the kind of interracial porn that uses “fuck Al Sharpton” as a search term, it’s not too far off the mark to call that “white supremacist,” too. The concept of an angry black man is so inseparable from the concept of whore white women that Al Sharpton, Al Sharpton, is being used as a lure for hard-ons, so synonymous as his political career must be with ten inch cocks and sub-human grunting.
Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man. I just had a thought but I am so not going to search for Obama and porn. We are out of cheap champagne and oh no I am just not going to do it.