AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

1/26/11

dear (______):

Your grape soda only cost me 67 cents for a two liter bottle. I do understand that a price that low is an absolute steal, but what you may have missed is that the whole object of stealing is to get something that is highly desirable without paying a price that reflects that desirability. As a black person I am telling you that your grape soda is the worst grape soda that has touched my taste buds in recent memory. It is the bargain basement ice beer of soda. The kind of soda that leaves you with a sugar hangover while you're drinking it. Please do better.

yours,

A concerned citizen
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