In order to avoid what Google Maps said would be a very un-rapid rapid transit ride, I Ubered into San Francisco on a Sunday morning to meet a friend for dim sum in Chinatown.
If you get something at one of the take-away places, there is a nice patio above the Rose Park Station at Stocktown and Washington St. where you can eat it. After Chinatown, we walked to the City Lights bookstore:
We didn’t prepare by reading A Black Queer History of the United States, unfortunately, but enjoyed a visit to the USS Pampanito (a couple of days later, a U.S. submarine sunk an Iranian frigate).
“Essential” marijuana is available down by the water, right next to the In-N-Out Burger that was closed by authorities for its refusal to demand vaccine papers (remember that California marijuana stores were open for the entire 18-month period during which schools were closed):
Transportation variants:
Then back to Berkeley for coffee the next morning:
To be continued…
Do you think I could pick up chicks with my Kamala’s My Queen t-shirt in that Berkeley coffee house?
https://www.amazon.com/Kamala-Harris-Vintage-Design-T-Shirt/dp/B08GJVXR7Q
“Penetrating Whiteness”, LOL!
This is something I never understood. The USA, which arguably houses the top 1% of the world’s intelligentsia, has non-fiction books, which have an overt purpose to educate, whose titles want to incite emotions. Instead of describing, in a neutral way, what a certain color of people did, their titles want to potray as if that color people are good or bad.
It’s as if any other people aren’t capable of doing the same things if they grew up in exactly the same environment with exactly the same philosophy.
The sensationalist title, “Penetrating Whiteness”, itself contradicts the content of the book which is supposed to be about the sensationalism Trump’s campaign/term created.
“A Black Queer History”, LOL too. Uncle Tom was gay, according to a woke Ministry of Truth revision? I would argue that faith in God was more of a component of both black and white thought in the abolitionist movement. The queer stuff was tacked on. Also, whiteness isn’t some kind of club, it is an accident of birth, and Harriet Beecher Stowe was white, IIRC. My own views as a white have always differed significantly from the mainstream stereotypes. It’s kind of insulting, lumping us all together as voting for Trump because we is ignorint.
They don’t even know their own literature [sobbing]:
Everybody wants the same thing, don’t they?
Everybody wants a happy end
They wanna see the game on Saturday
They wanna be somebody’s friend
Everybody wanna work for a living
They wanna keep their children warm
Everybody wants to be forgiven
They want a shelter from the storm
Look at me, I ain’t your enemy
We walk on common ground
We don’t need to fight each other
What we need, what we need
Solidarity, Solidarity
— Black Uhuru, Solidarity