Anodyne
Friday, November 05, 2004
 

Guy Fawkes Day on the west coast, the western sky solid grey like the side of a piece of Richard Serra plate steel. Charles Manson lookalike grifting on the corner, "Hey, help out the homeless, got a bus ticket, got a smoke, spare change?" This charming six footer's panhandling methodology typically involves shambling up to someone smaller than him -- which in this neighborhood usually means a Vietnamese or Chinese grandmother -- and then standing right on top of them, flapping his arms up and down and blocking their path till they cough up enough to secure their release. "Fuckin' chink," I once heard him say to one grandma who wasn't emptying her purse quickly enough to suit him. That day I had the presence of mind to lay my umbrella right across his ass with all the swing as I could muster. A nice satisfying crack. Posted by Hello


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