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A CLOUDY DAY, A SPOON, A NEEDLE & ME

…I should have known when my iPod’s shuffle button pulled up the following to start off my day:

“Bela Lugosi’s Dead” – Bauhaus
“Hunter” – Bjork
“Rippin Kittin” – Golden Boy with Miss Kittin
and
“Last Chance Texaco” – Rickie Lee Jones

As I was on my way to address some business with my way-cheap lawyer, I opted to turn off the iPod and focus on my ride to the Balboa BART Station. Now, my lawyer’s office is not in a horrible part of town — but it isn’t all that great either. It is not too far from the city college. I have to walk several blocks to a bus stop where I catch the bus I need.

It is cloudy today and according to a bank sign I passed it was 47 degrees — so it was a bit cold.

I walked up to the bus stop. Sad fact of life: low income areas have more people who need public transit, but they don’t get the nicer equipment — nor do they get as much of it as the “better” areas do. There were about 20 people and from what I gathered from a frustrated college student — they had been waiting for quite a while. After about 15 minutes I decide to sit on the brick way behind the sidewalk. I jump up, sit myself down and a lady calls to me, “Be careful, boy! Look what’s next to you!” …she said this in the tone of a woman who thought me a total fool.

I look to my left and see nothing. I look to my right and see a bent spoon, a gross looking syringe and an empty paper sack. hmmm… It all felt so Sid & Nancy circa 1977! Annoyed that I didn’t have my camera and the knowledge of how to post pictures to my blog, I jumped down and walked over to the lady and thanked her for the warning. She then told me I needed to watch where I sat my butt adding something like —“your ass was just a few inches away from that needle, boy!” Her friend laughed and I smiled. She rolled her eyes.

10 minutes later the bus arrived. We all got on and I saw the lady get off two stops later where she walked past a package store toward street full of houses in dire need of some new paint. I felt sad because I knew that once my meeting was over, I would be back on the bus and headed back to a much better reality than my friend.

There just has to be a way to effect some positive change. I just don’t know what it is, but I am thinking on it.

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June 30, 2005. Uncategorized.

6 Comments

  1. digitic replied:

    When you’re ready let me know and I’ll show you how to get photos onto your blog.

    And please be careful with where you plop your butt … those needles are nasty!

  2. Jon replied:

    Use http://www.flickr.com for photos. Set up a free account, and just play around. Blogger users can blog directly from flickr, and the photo will show up on your blog!

  3. snarl71 replied:

    UGH -those are exactly the memories I have of San Francisco from the last time we lived there. Those are the things that the tourists don’t see, but the residents have to deal with.

    You be careful, mister!

  4. Miss Marisol replied:

    you almost chased the dragon with your ass…look out!

    the divide between rich and poor in this country becomes greater and the middle class disappears. it’s terribly sad.

  5. Robert replied:

    You smiled to a total stranger today. It’s small, but isn’t that a good start? 🙂

  6. thomas replied:

    please, more pics. i need lots of data. remember, half my brain cells are dead from the alcohol, so a pic is really worth a thousand words.

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