Speaking of the race card, you may have noticed that my recent exploits were on the front page of The Times, "Serial Killer Terrorizes Tri-State Area." The excitement of my new-found celebrity was short lived, however, when I read the accompanying article. Sure, I was a little peeved they failed to notice that I was throwing joggers off the 59th Street bridge, but this is what really got me: "An NYPD team of forensic psychologists has released the following profile: White male, late twenties or early thirties, of limited physical strength, probably gay."
"White male". So a black man can shoot a liquor store clerk with a 9 millimeter, but an entire school bus of 2nd graders ends up hanging from the rafters of St. Patrick's Cathedral and the suspect is automatically some squirrelly white guy who lives with his mother. I suppose if I started beating people to death with fried chickens they'd start looking for serial killers in the unemployment office. The racism in this society is sickening. I'm almost ashamed to be an American.
Ok, enough crying over spilt milk. All in all I can't complain too much about this week. Work was ok. It was my turn to buy lunch for the office and I forgot that Jan in Accounting is allergic to peanuts. Almost got to put another notch on my belt, =). Dr. Steve said it wouldn't have counted though... Speaking of which, do you guys think I should keep a running tally of victims, or is that hokey? I'll try to get a voting appellate up in the next day or two.
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