Her eyes were green.-- Harrison Ford, still killing replicants
Since
I am not working on anything I want to be working on, and can forget about
timeliness with my scaly brush burned ass, which markedly hasn’t made me
comatose yet, awaiting my 60th birthday this winter in livid fear,
hating my cowardice, let me make just a brief clippity -clop down an alley
where my trot is at best tentative.
The
first time I ever read about Dave Chappelle, he was allegedly having mental
health issues, going to and fro on a plane. Then I saw a bit of his improvised skits
on WPHL, and you will get “eh,” with a shrug. He doesn’t need me to defend his
edgy agitation when it comes to our inability to strike on our ironic discord
for bemusement, but 1st Avenue’s sanctimony about canceling his live
appearance over his jokes about transsexuality
is absurd. I have also been irritable with Rand Paul’s unique Kentucky bourbon flavor
of late, but will walk that irritation back when it comes to challenging the Levine
orthodoxy when it comes to gender reassignment. Paul was willing as a
physician, to step on a progressive IED, and that takes courage. Richard Leland
Levine is not a woman. Dysmorphia is a disorder, regardless of the fantastical
games writers like to play with it. This Assistant Secretary takes hormones to
enhance breast tissue, suppresses his testosterone, and he is in charge of public
health? The German intern I knew, and lived below for many years, went insane
before she died as Erik, As for Chappelle, some promoter believed in the man
and helped him get to where he is, so shouldn’t his audience decide his value
on the merit, rather than the venue? Now I've earned some reest for spasmodic contractions. These cannot be transitioned.
