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Especially since it's still fresh in my mind.
I dreamt that I was somewhere in Europe...
The scenario morphed into what I think was a street in downtown Amsterdam, somewhere in the past. And I was walking around, I noticed that a lot of people of diverse ethnic backgrounds, with many very beautiful women were walking around in festive attire. Some were dressed in gowns and others were dressed like Pagliacci the Clown, while everyone else was dressed in regular contemporary street clothes. The general atmospheric mood was happy and carefree.
The streets had lights hanging overhead and the windows were all well lit, the shops and gathering places were all full and everyone seemed quite joyful. I also felt quite happy being back in Amsterdam once again.
So as I walked further down the street, I noticed an open door way, it seemed inviting, yet unadorned. So I walked through that doorway into a long workspace like room and made my way to a desk by a wall with a computer on it. Since there was no one around, I decided to help myself to sending an email to someone. I don't recall what the message's content was, but when I finished sending it, someone came into the room and confronted me using their computer.
Of course, I felt guilty for coming into their place uninvited and using their property, but since I didn't know why I would do that, I also didn't know what to say. And right from behind that person appeared none other than actor Gene Hackman walking into the room. I realized that this was his space and I had used his computer. And then I did something that I've rarely ever do in my dreams and it quite disturbed me... I lied.
I looked straight into Gene Hackman's face, which had a scowl of disbelief, and I told him that I was a "freelancer," and I was passing through town from Italy, I wanted to talk to him about his movie. Of course, his reaction was as if I was full of it and I was, of course. Especially when I said that I was very interested in writing about a "small production," a phrase that he had repeated incredulously under his breath.
To get out of this pickle that I put myself in, instead of just walking out, I asked Gene Hackman if I could have one of his business cards, because I had to leave town. He seemed to oblige that request and asked me to follow him to a back room. Once inside the room, he went to a tall file cabinet, and instead of a business card, he pulled out a piece of production swag for his movie. It was a long cotton nightshirt with the name his movie and a newspaper review printed on it. Down the shirt was also box office information printed on it. In large letters at the top of the shirt was emblazoned, "AMERICAN HEAT," and a synopsis of the movie.
I also noticed that there were holes torn underneath the sleeves of the shirt as I held it in from of me. Clearly, this piece of swag lacked any value to Hackman, other than to confront me with it. At that point I had realized that I had been caught in me lie, especially since Gene Hackman also produced a pistol from the very same file cabinet and asked me to leave. So yes, I was ready to go.
As he was escorting me out, there was a open parachute lying on the floor, blocking our path. I stopped before reaching it, because I was concerned with getting tripped up in the lines. Hackman had bent over and started adjusting the lines of the parachute with his pistol. At this point I was beginning to really panic... So I woke up.
What do y'all's say?
And do you know how many times I worked on that day each year?
None, zip, nada.
The freaking building was closed, hell... ALL of Washington DC was closed, because it was a freaking FEDERAL HOLIDAY. We all got to spend time with our friends and family, enjoy all the festivities, including a massive fireworks display on The National Mall to celebrate America (and not just any one narcissistic apocalyptic death cult leader in particular).
Of course, there were some people on duty for the day; essential personnel, like cops, medical staff, people manning the NMCC and whatever. But otherwise, if you weren't on duty that day, you had that day off. The 4th has NEVER been some military demonstration extravaganza until Trump. This was not our day as military personnel, it was everybody's day AS AMERICAN CITIZENS.
I figure that people in uniform resent being USED AS a prop of Trump's proto-fascism. He clearly does not know what the US Military is about. He doesn't respect the profession, or the dedicated men and women in uniform who put their lives on the line every single day, 24/7. He doesn't understand that US military personnel have all sworn an oath to defend our Constitution from ALL enemies, both foreign and domestic. He doesn't understand that he himself as behaved as a domestic enemy while in office.
And on this day, right after it was revealed that he ignored Russia putting a bounty on the heads of our brave warriors in Afghanistan, he's expecting 1,700 troops to play eye candy for his ego-boosting extravaganza. These will mostly be lower rank troops and NCOs who were all "volunteered" for this mess in exchange for a day off at a later date. A date other than one of the few days of the year when everyone could be at home enjoying some togetherness. If I were any one of those guys or gals, knowing what I know about the so-called "Commander-In-Chief," I would be royally pissed, having to spend the routinely hot as Satan's balls in DC day in July in my dress blues dodging a viral load while kissing Trump's ass.
This is some fucked up shit indeed.
Sacramento sheriff investigating video that shows deputy kick man during arrest
The Instagram post reveals the officers later determined they had the wrong guy. While he did not apparently have a warrant, he was arrested for resisting arrest.
SACRAMENTO COUNTY, Calif. The Sacramento County Sheriff's Department has launched an excessive force investigation after video appearing to show a deputy kicking a man in the back went viral.
According to the Instagram post, the man in the video was "minding his business" after a Sunday brunch when he found himself surrounded by Sacramento police officers and sheriff's deputies.
"Can you please tell me what's going on then?" a woman is heard saying.
"He has a warrant for his arrest," an unidentified officer claimed. "That's all I'm going to tell you."
Sheriff's Sgt. Tess Deterding told ABC10 that the department takes all use-of-force incidents seriously. Still, Deterding admitted the video raises some concern.
"Are there some things that I think we could all agree are concerning at first sight," Deterding said. "I think that it's hard to judge something based a video in and of itself. That's why it's important to gather all the facts."
The Instagram post reveals the officers later determined they had the wrong guy. He allegedly did not have a felony warrant at all.
"The sheriff's office always has and will continue to take these type of allegations very seriously whether it's a false arrest or in this case allegations of a misidentification," said Sgt. Tess Deterding with the sheriff's office.
Deterding says the man was ultimately charged with resisting arrest. The officers are still on the job as the investigation continues.
The point, by the way is all about terrorizing the Black Community.
Hey Ladies and gents! I just wanted to post this new piece here before I disappear for a few days. I gotta work on my comic book project and I have a radio show this week. It's been a productive week of practice, now it's time do so the other stuff.
Background on this particular piece that I call...
"ONE PAGE MYSTERIES - Starring Nina Fragen, Mystery-Detektiv, in The Case Of The Face That Needed Punching."
It's all self-explanatory. The idea came to me this morning when, for some inexplicable reason, the name "Nina Fragen" popped into my head. Of course, my character is based somewhat on the German Punk music Icon, Nina Hagen. But unlike the diminutive musical legend, Nina Fragen - Mystery Detectiv (whose last name means 'questions' is German, hence the question mark she's sporting there) is a six foot, two inch tall private investigator who has a singular talent for punching Neo-Nazis in the their Gawd damned faces. One punch, and ,wham, she lays them out like a tasty charcuterie.
My Nina, who also hails from Berlin, as does Nina Hagen, has very little time for paying gig, because she's usually punching Neo-Nazis in their Gawd Damned FACES. But who knows, her next one page mystery may not be Neo-Nazi face punching adjacent. We'll see. Anyway, I just decided to do this one in pencils and inks and both are pictured below. As always, I appreciate any feedback and see y'all in a couple.
- I can't stand the taste of beer. I have no idea how anybody can drink that crap.
- The smell of weed makes me ill.
- Some chickens are meant to be et.
- Disco never sucked.
- Crappy movies need love too.
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