“I'd been on a road trip right out of college, with a buddy of mine. It was uneventful. We didn't get laid. Although one time it was about 800 degrees and we were in Texas. We had shorts on and nothing else and somehow a motorcycle cop pulls up beside me and says, 'Come on, get on it, get on, go, go, go!' So I speeded up and it turns out we're in a huge state funeral. There are about 40 black Cadillacs in a row and then a green van called Mr Greenjeans, with two guys with no clothes in it.” TwoStatesGuyTurnsBlackMinesCollegeHugeDegreesClothesGreenTexasFuneralOne TimeCopVansBuddyMotorcycleShortsRoad TripGetting LaidCadillacsPull UpsTwo Guys Author:John Travolta
“The discovery of gold and silver in America, the extirpation, enslavement and entombment in mines of the aboriginal population, the turning of Africa into a warren for the commercial hunting of black-skins, signalised the rosy dawn of the era of capitalist production.” AmericaBlackMinesDiscoveryGoldSkinsPopulationProductionsErasDawnSilverCapitalistHuntingEnslavementAboriginalRosyGold And SilverBlack Skin Book:Capital: A Critique of Political Economy - The Process of Capitalist Production Source: Capital: A Critique of Political Economy - The Process of Capitalist Production
“Life is just like a book. Only after you've read it do you know how it ends. It is when we are at the end of life that we know how our life ran. Mine, until now, has been black. As black as my skin. Black as the garbage dump where I live.” KnowsLifeHas BeensBookEndsLife IsBlackKnow HowOur LivesMinesSkinsLive LifeRanDo You KnowGarbageDumpEnd Of Life Book:Beyond All Pity Source: Beyond All Pity