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Adventures in Modern Living

ethnography

I Don’t See Color

Here’s a phrase that sincerely chaps my ass. What if the police ask you to describe me? Whachugonsay? Discovered my disgust with this statement after getting into a discussion about who can and can’t say nigger. We concluded with the thought that anyone can say anything (conditional) because this is a country that constitutionally guarantees freedom of speech. I added that saying anything means being ready and able to take […]

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E-File Small Claims in CA

You can file a Small Claims case online in California Superior Court. You can file for personal injury to get restitution. You know who filed this morning? For the first time since 2008, I slept 6 hours last night because I finally got physical proof that the gang members have been blocking my driveway. Finally got a police report. My case file grows . . ..

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Real/Real

On Thursday, my neighbor of 50 years said to me, “Fuck your mother.” Unfortunately, I wished him the same. However, I think his remark was out of bounds as I only asked him to move his car forward a little bit to make it easier for me to get out of my driveway. We had a screaming fest, heavily laden with expletives, as I mainly parroted back what was shouted […]

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“Close the lid before flushing.”

Unwritten is the assumption, in some households, that you will flush a closed toilet and leave the lid closed upon exit.  Once I learned the practice, searching for the logic of it followed. It seems waste matter is aerosolized in the flush process. Invisible drops of raw sewage are deposited on all exposed surfaces. My, my. An imposing Anglo man, over six feet to my five foot nothing, sternly taught […]

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Sourest of Grapes: A letter from the great-great-granddaughter of Jesse B. Semple

  Hey, Grrl! Mom told me that them Texas crackers didn’t ‘preciate seeing Black people doing better than they were. Didn’t like the fact that even though they had their collective foot on Black folks’ neck that they had better cars, better houses, dressed with style and flair, and the men had far more sexually exotic women. My bf told me his dad would not drive the new car he’d […]

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