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talking sh*t

an occasional note from pierre bennu, author of bullsh*t or fertilizer.

Do The Write Thing 

12/30/02
Let me preface what I’m about to say by saying I don’t watch Television often so if what I’m about to describe is normal and my reaction to it is over the top its because I’m unaccustomed to what is probably considered normal right now.

The scene opens up on two young men sitting in a parked car. One is black the other is white. The black guy is holding a container filled with chicken pieces. As he is about to eat a piece of chicken his friend (the white guy) cautions him against eating a piece chicken now and just as he's about to suggest a proper time and place his friend pops the piece of chicken into his mouth. Suddenly you hear sirens and then fire trucks pull up out of nowhere. Fire men run out of the trucks hook up hoses to hydrants then proceed to point the hoses in the faces of the two men through the window of the parked car and turn them on full blast. Then they cut away to the voice over and the pitch of the ad describes what a great deal you are getting by purchasing this chicken. When we cut back to our 2 “protagonists” drenched in the car. The black guy leans over apologetically to say something only to be cut off by his friend telling him very coldly to get out of the car. The end.

Now usually I would go on in a million directions about what I felt was wrong with that but I wont waste my time on the obvious. Instead I’m going to cut to the chase and offer what I feel is an answer.
The problem for me is not necessarily those images as it is the lack of alternatives. So this goes out to you.
Yeah you reading this right now.
If you as tired of this bullsh*t as I am, take a camera and MAKE SOMETHING. Please… If you’re a writer or just have an idea and need to learn structure I urge you to check this site out click around and read what you feel applies to you
http://lifewrite.com/

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John Henry style 

12/9/05

Today I woke up to a banging on my door. Not your normal Jehovah witness, UPS drop off polite knocking. Its was a heavy side of your fist Poe Poe drug bust knocking. This was the first sound I heard this morning at 300:00 that’s right folks 300:00 I didn’t even know that such an hour existed until this morning.

Apparently some young “entrepreneur” was roaming the neighborhood (with a DIGGING shovel) offing his snow shoveling skills for a small fee. Which I’m all for.
However I am a new homeowner and this is my first snow so I got dressed got my bright orange SNOW shovel and went to shovel my walk way. On my way out I saw the young man shoveling my neighbors walk. I being a new person in the neighborhood, wanting to show good will and that I wasn’t bitter about the pounding he put on my door turned to him and said “hey, good morning” I waved and smiled and every thing.

his reaction: This kid ICE grilled me like I threw dodo at his mama. I got so pissed that he looked at me like that, that after I finished shoveling my walk way I shoveled the walkway of the next 3 houses and wrecked his whole hustle. I was actually done with those 3 and my own before he was done with his one. The smile that I gave him while walking into my house and tapping the excess snow off my boots …priceless.

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