I want to believe that this is just the spasms of some of the more warped racial and cultural dynamics in this country that are headed for the grave. I want to also believe that no one is going to innocently predecease them in the thrashing.

I also want to believe that when I die, there will be a chance to hang around and swap stories with people and fix all my shit and hash out all the things that went wrong before moving on to whatever. But I tend to think that probably none of these things are true.