the episode

It's hard to imagine it; Baltimore burning down like Dresden or Danang. And here I am, my

Capital One Premier Rewards Card maxed out by depression, watching reruns of MacGyver,

that episode where he pounds the final quivering words from the racist, and my Dad turns

slack jawed like a man in the 80's , remembering the 60's, when every half human man

clad in a pink satin boxing robe was deserved. And me in my fistic triptych, racing along

as if suspended between whole wheat and humanity. So I meet this man today, as lonely

as I could be if the future of tomorrow is a teaching moment, and he was homeless, so

I want to bring him home with me, give him a hot bath in Calgon , feed him a "Lunchable"

let him witness me and my angry neighbor not remember civility. And he runs, not walks,

back to the quilt with the apple pattern and the plastic unreturnable bottles and the

paper, paper, paper strewn as if a circus had just recently passed.

And it had.

Reviews

[Emily B]

with Baltimore riots in the background, I found myself in the rec room of the dept of criminal justice training dormitory with a young black cadet. He had quite a story to tell. Still unsure what provoked the telling. but my heart swelled until tears came from my eyes. that young man will make a difference. he already has.

[Delmar Cooper]

When I was a kid I rode the bus everywhere. In summer I’d go downtown on the number 20 at like the butt crack of dawn, do all the free stuff and spend a little change in air conditioned comfort (It’s COOL inside!) taking in a western then later pay some old guy to buy me a few beers and ride the last bus out around midnight, the number 22. Chicken s**t stuff of no real interest just a 15 year old in Birmingham in 1962.

[CD Campbell]

Dana, I'm going to repeat myself here so you've been warned. I'm still so amazed how you can take a bunch of mundane s**t out of a trashcan and turn it into art. Talent. Do they even sell Calgon anymore? CD

[W.k.kortas]

From Dresden to Watts to Baltimore, perhaps nothing has changed as cities burn and burn again, and so the references to the 60s and the 80s and today, of Calgon and Lunchables and so on. Did they kill Christians at the Circus Maximus?