people need to find out what to fear. they get lost in a manufactured wilderness of fear and they can't tell a marauder from an ally. it's always been a fear culture. there's still great profit in fear. but with trump looming like a nuclear golem, we really got to get i touch with our fear, and use it perhaps to save our collective ass. 
on the way to work i was played chicken on my bike with a black race car swerving into me and then a righteous s.o.b. in a minivan honking me for riding his lane. i chased him and popped his face through glass with my black gloved bird. then a woman harrassed us with her crazy dog phobia. i'm so tired of this insane culture predicated on heartless competition, irrational fear, and war for the rich.

memorial ghosts. the ghosts of ghosts. the ghosts of the institution of menace. the roaring ghosts of violent human traffic.