Ferguson? Off the grid.
Baltimore? Flames out for now.
Chicago? Sampling the latest offering of bouse de vache.
Chicagoans swallow more bovine leavings than other urban denizens in this great Nation of ours. Chicago is one hick burg.
I pick up young men from Englewood, Little Village, Grand Crossing and Bronzeville every morning. My day begins here at Leo High School in North Gresham, at about 4:15 AM and at 5:45 AM I start up the van and head on my route. I travel the meanest streets in Chicago with nearly a dozen of its best young people.
Last night at 6:30 PM was obliged to leave my house in Morgan Park, while my realtor conducted a showing. I walked north on Western Ave. for the next 45 minute. I greeted neighbors, white, black and Mexican. One proud black man was getting his Pings reshafted at Klees. George works for PNC bank and lives in a bungalow at 109th & Hoyne. His kids go to Clissold Public School and play T-ball at Kennedy Park. He got a pretty good deal and they replaced the grips. Like me he had not been Text-message by the International Socialist Organization (ISO), or CPUSA. George is not a nit-wit. He is a mortgage expert and proud black man.
Last night, I was treated to another steaming serving of Chicago-style bouse de vache with all of the trimmings!
No where in this report are the details of the organizing that went into this public event on 35th Street where I pick up the students from Bronzeville every morning.
This show of solidarity and artifical rage just might result in the desire effect - a mob of feral youth tipping over the Leo pulling me from the drivers with hearty blows, kicks and gauges and setting this vehicle on fire -in Solidarity with Baltimore, Ferguson, Oakland and cities near you.
Keep swallowing the bouse de vache! It might not end racism, but sure gives a bunch a pasty, bespectacled white kids something to feel good about.