Political Correctness

The Homie Perspective

I’m cursed to be always thinking; always trying to problem-solve; always trying to figure out the unfigurable; always believing that answers are out there camouflaged in the landscape. The need to sleuth hits me every night around 2:00 AM or so, and I start pondering, when what I really want… is to go back to sleep. So I turn on the TV and start flipping through the cable channels, seeing screen after screen of people talking. Is it too much to ask for one damn 50s science fiction movie? When did talking become such national entertainment? Do people no longer do it face to face? Doesn’t anyone like giant insects rampaging through the city anymore? On the late-night cable-carousel, peppered amongst the talking heads, are people exercising, cooking or getting shot. I’ll usually pause on a Spanish or Chinese station where I can’t understand what the talkers are saying, and I can…

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