The Only Thing Horrifying About The “Dash Cam” Is That It Needs To Be “Horrifying” Enough For Us To Be Horrified
Warning: I’m mad as fuck
By “Us” — I really mean YOU.
Yes, you, the people who parade around as humans, but you’re really the utter scum of the earth. You’re like the gum that gets stuck at the back of my shoe. You’re like the cloud that follows me around as I watch the sun fight for my survival and lose. You’re the piece of shit that somehow escapes the bowl and stains the wall. You’re like the sound that burrows through the wall just as I’m about to dig into some delicious whatever. You’re the buzzkill that makes a much anticipated hot shower stall at cold or the doctor’s appointment that was supposed to last an hour, but stretches longer than that — because the growth turned out to be more than just mass that needs to be zapped without consequences.
You, America make me sick to my stomach.
The rage inside me give my fingertips the required lubricant to feel my way through the lightening that strikes in my skull — as I try with all my might to comprehend how we got here.
I mean, of course I know how we got to this disastrous place — but the good in me needs to plot the beginning of the end. It started with Black people being regarded and…
