Wednesday, March 11, 2015
Kafka & Ferguson in the "Information" Age
Before i even went to Errol Louis' Twitter link to his op-ed in today's Daily News, i immediately felt i had to brush up on my Franz.
Unlike most who probably just read "The Metamorphosis" in junior high, i was a bit more exposed to Kafka as i was more a Sartre-like self-taught kid who hounded librarians & English teachers for more of this stuff every time i ran across something that sparked my imagination.
Back then i sensed it'd eventually make sense to me as i got older, maybe because i was schooled by a lot of blues & jazz dudes who knew NYC when it was hip to be black and not under attack by the NYPD?
Little did i realize that 31 years ago i'd become a Kafka character...or is it caricture?
i was busted for DWI on Rockaway Turnpike one ass-freezing day back then>
i had drank a quart of Wray & Nephew from yard & was traveling with my boy to get an 8-ball of coke since i knew the mescaline i took would soon be petering out..so damn right i was drunk..but driving??
My boy didn't have that car for a week yet, & i reeked of Jamaican white rum a block away...but i had the coke connection!
To make a long story short: a hose broke & y'all know when you drunk you can fix anythang...NOT!
i was under the hood inspecting the engine when this lady hit into us even though the flashers were on--no harm no foul as my boy talked to her--and she started backing up when she was hit by another car & slammed into ours..& the hood of the car almost chopped ME in two.
Pissed, i went to talk to the other driver--a whiteboy--& must've called him motherfucker & cracker 80 times in one breath..he was an off-duty housing cop!
That white rum & mescaline did not wear off the next day in court, when i called him and the arresting officers motherfucking liars!
Judge gave me 90 days for contempt & the DWI was to be stricken from my record if i was cool for 90 days...guess the attendant by that door of justice can now close it?