blkdragon

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2008-12-06 21:50:46 (UTC)

ManMan the Little Rascal

12/5/08– 12:01 pm? Snooze, snooze, roll out; just a few more
minutes please, damn! I’d get to the pool in time for
opening, I changed at the same time as Frank, Philly would
swim this morning; she says she only comes 3 days a week
there. By the end of the morning we were talking about
cheese, gelato and spumoni, Philly didn’t know what gelato
was; she’s Italian! I’m starting to believe that when Nicole
comes in and she’s moody, she may just be high, I think she
does that so none will look at her too closely; good trick!
Dom would ask me to contribute $10 for Nicole and the guy
upstairs, Xmas, I said I’d bring it in tomorrow; more like
Monday! Sheridan will have to remember to give up the
$2bills, I’m really going to need it, between his salary and
Anne’s; they shouldn’t be hard pressed and without it I will be.
500k lose their jobs last month, there once was concern that
10 people lay in wait for your job if you screwed it up, now
there are thousands waiting for you to make a mistake;
waiting for you to be ungrateful to have a job.
I began reading the Qur’an, why does every religious tome
suggest doom if you don’t follow the tenets described
within, I also began reading last month’s Newsweek, Obama’s
bid for the presidency seems not to have been his idea; then
it seemed as though he really didn’t want it. Having Ethel
Kennedy tell him that the torch was being passed to him was
a bit melodramatic, he said it gave him chills, the question
is why would the Kennedy’s believe themselves to have the
birthright of world leaders; Joseph must be oh so happy. To
go from bootlegging to the power behind the most powerful
throne on the planet, here in Eden, everything is plausible
and possible.
12/6/08– 1:49 pm? I did the gym after my laps, only did
1/4mile, I was in a rush to get out of the Y; I’d speak with
Bud about the director’s job and he suggested my getting
proactive. I’ve thought of Xia, briefly, I’d do advance
housework and a spate of laundry; I did a lot of napping. I
went to get Von, he was having his Nephew spend the weekend
with Davion, Javier(“ManMan”) spends a lot of time with him;
I have no idea who comes up with these names.
First we needed to return to his house for an air mattress
that his Gmother left there, he’d tell me that Crazy sold
him $300 food stamps for .50 on the dollar, this tells me
that Crazy hasn’t been convicted of attempted murder; I’m
told that any assault above the head in the state of NY
constitutes attempted murder and I don’t know why the
average guy would have such information.
We stopped to grab ManMan first, his Mother (Christina)
would belt him into the car, I began talking with him;
didn’t understand one word he said. This wasn’t my first
time with ManMan, I don’t know why I hadn’t noticed his
speech impediment, I’d catch hell trying to understand what
he was saying to me; he was talking about Santa bringing
presents. I’d have to ask his Mother for a translation,
eventually it would get easier to understand him, there
would be words he’d pronounce that would baffle me entirely;
I’d find that Davion had no problem understanding ManMan at all.
Devon and I would know endless laughter at ManMan’s expense,
we were greatly amused by the fact that he seemed to be
speaking his own language, Davion was the only person in the
car with a glossary of terms; ManMan would ask if we were
laughing at him and he’s in pre-school. I was amazed at his
presence of mind, so young and so aware, I wanted to say
that we weren’t laughing at him; but we were! At this
writing, I wish ManMan were here so I could hug him, he is
such an engaging little boy; children are so easy to love.
I dropped them off, Devon asked if I needed anything, it
would have been easy to take what he had to offer; I told
him that I am ok. In the even that I am in need, he’ll be
there, he’d give me a Union sweatshirt that I think he and
Colleen bought just for me. I’m not down with the alumnus
BS, my old alma mater, school is school and although there
may be memories associated; it’s still just school. We
associate fond memories with people we meet in certain
places, it’s the people that we share the camaraderie with,
the place is merely the landmark for the memory; I’ve
associated very little with the places I’ve been and much
with the people I’ve been in those places with.
I’m feeling the weight of my ancestry today, this isn’t a
bad thing, it is heavy though; such thoughts are most often
more melancholy than joyous! Lately these thoughts bring
great shame with them, as though the forefathers of mankind
were savages, even now; in the land of my Fathers savages
reign. Eden degenerated into Sodom and Gomorrah, with
relish, it became far too easy to disrespect and disregard
one another; is there any wonder that Africa is disrespected
and disregarded?
I passed a skater as I entered the rink, he said, “good
luck;” there was a bus load of kids in attendance. I look at
the crowd as a challenge, I try to keep them from relegating
what I do, I would find myself approached before the end of
the night; two boys would use descriptive adjectives in
addressing me. One of the boys wanted me to take an interest
in his development as a skater, I had a problem with
considering the kid because I thought he was skating for the
wrong reason, not for the sheer joy of being able to do
certain things with himself; I felt he needed to be seen.
I was approached by a woman, I had to take the headphones
off to hear her tell me how smooth she thought I was, that
seems to be the adjective that most people use in reference
to me; I find it odd that the word has slowly become me.
The boy didn’t use the word smooth, his word carried greater
power, he would come to the baby rink to show me what he
could do; I don’t remember ever seeing him before and he
tells me that he’s been seeing me for some time. The Carney
and the Stomper skated last night, I’m noticing that the
Carney’s Wife is making a concerted effort to stay near me,
I’m not liking that at all; I don’t want him anywhere near
me. She’s not doing much in the way of skating, where she
used to stay seated near the concession stand, she now comes
across the rink to the practice area I skate in; if I leave
to go to the baby rink, she won’t be far behind and he’ll be
trailing her. I see that she’s gained considerable weight
since last week, her self-esteem is pretty low for her to
have chosen the Carney, he never seems to have washed; I
don’t smell him, he just seems to be unkempt as a rule. Come
to think of it, he’s beginning to gain weight as well,
television might well signal the end of us all; especially
now with so many people becoming unemployed and depressed.




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