Phone Fiction: Hello

Last night, I took a lot of pics at the family reunion on my digital camera. This morning, I got a chance to check them out. I got lots of pics of my family, and in some funny shots. Someone took a good pic of my brother and I, smiling bright for the camera.

But that’s not what caught my attention.

Standing next to me, with his arm around me, was my deceased grandfather, smiling like us.

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Days after Michael Brown’s death, Ferguson looks like a war zone

A vigil held for Michael Brown, an unarmed black teenager gunned down by Ferguson, Mo., police on Saturday in disputed circumstances, turned into what the media described as a riot on Monday evening.

But while national coverage has focused on the indisputably counterproductive violence and destruction committed by Ferguson residents during a moment of anguish, videos and photos taken from the scene show local police aggravating the situation as well.

Years of tension have reached a boiling point

Does this look like serving and or protecting to you? 

I know some cops who are good people. But its not enough to be a good person when you are a tool of the system. The system serves a very specific minority, while terrorizing a different minority, and keeping the bulk of us in check through an almost unconscious fear of punishment.

Very recently a black man was choked to death by officers of the NYPD not very far from where I live. Now this. Just the two most recent examples of how completely fucked up our police forces are.

I’m sure someone will say that antagonistic and unprofessional behavior is rare. An anomaly. And anyone who feels the need to criticize law enforcement is being unjustly hostile to people who do, occasionally, put their lives at risk.

But even the most cursory study of the labor movement, or the civil rights movement, or the anti-war movement, or the Occupy movement, or any other group that ever rocked the boat because they were sick and tired of the injustice of their situations will put the lie to that.

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George Takei describes the moment when he and his family were sent to an internment camp.

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Phone Fiction: Sunset

I watch the sun dip below the horizon, and the night covers it with her blanket. In the distant hills, the howling of the werewolves commence.

I hold my shotgun close to my hard beating chest. I killed one of them yesterday.

Tonight, I know they’ll want revenge.

I won’t go down easily.

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Experiment: Phone Fiction

As one of those creative types, I’ve been doing some experimenting on my phone. I don’t have a smartphone, just a Samsung Brightside. It has a Notepad that holds up to 1000 characters, so I’ve had to get to the barebones of my stories. No fluff, no bullshit. I’ll post some some of them here soon.