I drove five hours to Death Valley and five hours back in a day so I could have five minutes of silence. Deep out in the chemical flats with the air thick and close and nothing but me and one white lizard running fast on two legs, away from me. It was worth it.
The human race must be annihilated. Every specimen, with no exceptions. Today, the day after, I had four hours of sitting quiet and sore before I walked out on the street and it started again. TV at the Chinese place playing a show called The Chew which is half ads aimed at housewives, all of them with a loud cartoon character. An alien screaming about detergent. An owl screaming about insurance. Culture becomes Mexican TV because those are the stay at home moms. I had the day off. The show was half ads and then the actual content, two gays plugging a movie about a single mom who’s a hero for performing hip hop. Roxanne Roxanne, it was called. Typing it now makes me think of a Roxanne I once knew. White girl pussy pink like an albino rabbit’s eye. Wouldn’t mind another crack at that, to be honest.
New Zealand rabbits!
“The human race must be annihilated.” Hey but at least he’s not anti-semitic.