dear tony, why is everything terrible and only getting worse

in the days of Chimpanzees, i was a blogger.

and what i learned during that beautifully explosive era is: context.

 

are things terrible?

only the important things.

are they getting worse?

yes, but just technically.

in all your favorite movies here’s the structure:

the main characters are introduced

you fall in love with them

then their lives are fucked with ruthlessly

and at some point they say Fuck This Shit and do something spectacular.

and if it’s a really good movie they are challenged again

and if it is a super great movie they team up with someone you overlooked in the first act

and TOGETHER they kick the crap out of the evil that’s bumming everyone out.

we are about to find ourselves involved with the Something Spectacular

we are about to do the things that we always knew we could do but for some reason we have not seen the need to kick it into that higher gear. but i promise you that gear exists and it will take a little more than just moving the gear

Shift

from the upright, locked position

and into the downlow, unlocked re-position.

to get there we will need to mash the

Clutch.

we are about to be clutch.

things are about to move in ways that they were designed.

in ways that will create magic.

in ways that will serve others.

it is right for you to question.

but it is best if you realize that you are the answer.

so let’s rock.

dear tony, why haven’t you written in like sooooo long?

dear britney,

omg i know. right?

picked up these four kids in beverly hills. i mean kids.

seventh grade.

we’re headed to the grove and unlike many of the kids i occasionally get on uber or lyft, these boys are really well behaved.

what’s going on at the Grove today, boys? i ask.

“nothing much. just signing some autographs, waving to the tourists.” one of them say.

we drove down 3rd Street and i was all, what are those people standing in line for?

must have been 30-40 people.

“sneakerheads!” the kid next to me says.

is that all, i ask

kid goes “yeah, shoes are overrated.”

one of his friends in the back says, “whatever, Gucci.”

another says “dude’s got Gucci flip flops!”

kid next to me says, “they’re my uncle’s”

i demand to see said flip flops. they’re quickly produced.

kid has black socks on and black Gucci sandals

manufacturer’s suggested price: $200.

i go, well, they are cool.

agreements all around.

i say, answer me a question about the 7th grade.

eagerly they await my amazing ponder.

i ask, what do 7th graders think of our president?

from the back, a kid says, “oh donald dunk. donald dump? uh…”

another finishes the thought, “everyone hates him.”

Gucci next to me says, “well a few say they like him but we all yell at them.”

we took a selfie at a stop light. they added me on Insta.

and when i dropped them off they all waved and said thank you!

thank YOU

Thank YOU!

hi future, it’s 2017 and we’re talking about nazis

and whats weird is we have a president who is afraid and angry about

every damn thing

but he’s not afraid or angry about Nazis, Russia, or Vladmir P on the wheels of steel.

as you know every Sunday for the last 25 years i have read the bible for an hour.

and when i do i put on either Miles Davis, John Coltrane or Thelonious Monk

which might not always be the best idea because i love that music so much i sometimes fall asleep.

one of my favorite Monk records is “Underground” which I really should read up on because the cover alone is fantastic, in particular one aspect of it

namely the Nazi tied up in the corner.

the thing i don’t get about todays political climate is if we had seen the resurrection of the Black Panthers,

with black folk marching around with torches and mace and open carrying semi-automatic weapons

and Heaven forbid one of them got in a muscle car and killed someone

trump’s head would have exploded and there would have been marshall law.

instead we barely know this suspect other than the fact his mom is in a wheelchair and he has a history of being abusive to her. WHICH SHOULD BE BAD ENOUGH AND ENOUGH REASON TO SAY NAZI BAD.

we live in a politically correct world where there seems to be two groups of people: those who seriously dont give a fuck and those who try super hard not to step on any toes.

and both of those sides tend to be consistent with which political beliefs they eschew.

so unfortunately there is not much room in the Venn Diagram for discourse.

yet there should be.

maybe there isn’t room because when the IDAF speak, what they say is so hateful and ignorant that it gets to their bosses and they (rightfully) get fired because who wants a Nazi in the building with access to the server?

but we are not going to get anywhere until we hear the fears of our brothers and sisters and allow them to speak their minds.

because it isnt until they speak from their hearts that we can help their anxiety.

i mean, i wouldn’t know, as a black man born to parents from the South, but i can imagine if you and your family have been somewhere for hundreds of years

and all of you have been able to call most of the shots in your life and have privilege and live in the best neighborhoods and can travel unmolested

that you might be fearful thinking of the fact that those who have been oppressed over time might want a little payback once the tables turn.

but heres the thing they dont realize: minorities don’t want payback.

we want peace.

we want love.

we want all the things contained in the ideal of the American Dream

and violence and revenge might make for great Tarantino movies but they bloody the cul-de-sac, so fuck that.

there are great black neighborhoods all over the USA.

i yearn for a tv show where they assemble some of those Americans and sit them down with the freaked out white males and educate them that we have our own problems, we don’t have time to treat others the way we and our ancestors have been treated.

we want simple simple things: respect, opportunity, and the ability to move freely and grow our families.

if you don’t trust me, trust that Good Book you flip through on Sundays.

theres times i get negative, but for the most part all i can see is opportunity

i dont know why.

it might be from being a Cub fan and if we focused too much on the failure that the Cubs have been over the years, it would have killed us.

so instead we focused on the pretty ivy or the beautiful scoreboard that was updated by hand.

or how green the grass always was

or the bricks

or the cold beer in the bleachers

and the wonderfully funny fans.

fat guys (like me now) with our shirts off.

which i hear is illegal now.

or the fact that we had no lights at Wrigley

which i hear they changed in 1988.

Seek and ye shall find, the good book says

so why seek for bad and evil and disgusting all the time

when what we really wanna find is joy

and beauty

and love and

miracles.

the key to success is to keep trying weird ass shit

the World Champion Chicago Cubs did something a little different yesterday

actually, World Series Champion manager Joe Maddon tried something different.

the mighty Joey Votto of the Cincinnati Reds was up. he’s a super good hitter.

so Maddon took his third baseman, the reigning NL MVP Kris Bryant

and placed him between the left and center fielders.

this allowed his corner outfielders to get closer to the foul lines

and it tempted Votto to sacrifice his power and instead poke the ball to the wide open spaces of left.

Maddon is well renown for trying new approaches to the centuries old baseball

AND BEST OF ALL, HE IS ALLOWED TO EXPERIMENT

sure there are critics from time to time who spout stupid ass shit but he’s got a ring and they don’t, so suck it, traditionalists.

what Maddon did last night and does frequently by doing things like batting the pitcher 8th and having a dance party after every win, is what many successful people do:

whatever they damn well please as long as they continue to win.

yesterday Votto creamed a hanging curveball over first base for a double

BUT STILL WHAT JOE TRIED WAS AWESOME

SO SHUT UP.

(Cubs won 15-5, btw)

ive seen a lot of things in my life and im only half way done

one thing ive seen is the magic power of the people.

 

ive also see the magic power of super terrible d bags.

other day i was walking down my street and this family was walking their new puppy.

puppy squats down and unloads a big steaming log.

nice old asian lady was watching to see what they were gonna do because it was gross.

family just kept moving.

lady yells PICK UP AFTER DOG

PICK UP AFTER DOG!

the dad placed his cigarette into his mouth and raised his hand up in the air and flipped her a bird.

my mouth was agape.

old lady’s mouth was agape!

even the little puppy’s mouth was agape because even the puppy knew you shouldnt flip off old ladies.

then from above us the clouds grew dark, congregated, shook a little

and then lightning struck the dad dead right there on Cahuenga.

a little smoke rose from his heap.

the dog sniffed the dad only to be tugged away by the leash which was now being held by the mom.

the family began walking again.

old lady yelled PICK UP AFTER DAD

PICK

UP

AFTER

DAD!

and they will be met with fire and nonchalance

several times in the Good Book it’s mentioned that we should have a fear of God.

i think that means we shouldn’t worry that on Judgement Day he will overlook the big stuff

of course he will bring up all the good and bad things you did.

but to me the fear of God is he will also remember all the little details.

like who did you support when it came to racism, intentional ignorance, and hate.

simple things like that.

aint no fucking Nazis in Heaven

why should there be any in America?

that’s what a president should say.

the older i get the more i want to direct a movie

things people should do before they die

  1. see a Tom Waits concert
  2. fly a helicopter
  3. attend the world series
  4. swim in both the pacific and the atlantic
  5. experience an earthquake
  6. write a book
  7. direct a movie
  8. have a spiritual breakthrough
  9. experience poverty
  10. spin records on FM radio within Safe Harbor
  11. starve for 30 hours
  12. spend the night outside waiting in line for something
  13. visit Sweden
  14. dine in Lyon
  15. sit in the bleachers of Wrigley Field
  16. spend the night in Sedona
  17. pray in Jerusalem

do you realize

That you have the most beautiful face
Do you realize we’re floating in space,
Do you realize that happiness makes you cry
Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die
And instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It’s hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn’t go down
It’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round
– The Flaming Lips

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