Gemstone – The Photostat Dump [Pt. 3]

Heroin from the Golden Triangle was sometimes smuggled into San Francisco in the bodies of American GIs who died in battle in Vietnam. One body can hold up to 40 pounds of heroin, crammed in where the guts would be.
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Going Dark – An Assassination Tale

The time had come and then gone His task complete, he lowered the weight of the rifle to the ground Heart still racing, breathing shallow and rapid He tried to slow it down, and sucked icy air deep into his lungs It seemed the echo of the single shot he had fired was still rebounding Off cold concrete and empty roads Everything else was only silence As if he was alone in an artificial city Alone with his thumping heart And the numbness shared by his fingers, his face, his ears How much time would pass before they came for … Continue reading Going Dark – An Assassination Tale

Birthdays For Dead People

I find it bizarre that we ‘celebrate’ the birthdays of assassinated or otherwise deceased notable figures of recent history, rather than the assassination/death date. Yesterday (May 19) was Malcolm X Day.  Great.  That’s the day he was born.  But he was killed on February 21, torn open by 21 lumps of lead.  Why isn’t the observance day February 21? Martin Luther King, Jr. Day is another one – celebrated around MLK’s birthday (January 15).  Wouldn’t it be more appropriate to ‘celebrate’ the life of MLK on April 4, the day he was murdered? Hasn’t their life had more of an impact … Continue reading Birthdays For Dead People

Three Reasons I Am Not The Lord Of The Known Universe

3 Reasons Why I’m Not Running The Company/Country/World/Universe ‘Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely‘.  I think this is a universal rule, and all positive character traits or any remnants of goodness are compromised by any awareness of one’s own power status.  The initial aims and goals of wanting to change things for the better always seem to lose out when worn down by the pressures of ‘reality’. I am honest to a fault (well, mostly, and at least while I have almost zero power – see point 1), and would be character assassinated or actually assassinated once I started opening my mouth in … Continue reading Three Reasons I Am Not The Lord Of The Known Universe

MLK

On the other side of the World, the US is waking up to April 4.  On this day, forty-six years ago, Martin Luther King, Jr. was shot in the face and killed in Memphis, Tennessee.  In all likelihood, this murder was perpetrated by a band of ‘powerful’ evil men with small minds and no souls. This little post is my acknowledgement and reminder of that horrific and barbarous act, of a society that allows these things to happen, of the struggles of one man against a sea of hatred, apathy, and constant injustice. It was a long time ago.  And … Continue reading MLK