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“HEY, STREET BOY, WANT SOME STYLE? YOUR DEAD END DREAMS DON’T MAKE YOU SMILE”

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“‘UNGOVERNABLE EMOTIONAL EXCESS’ WOULD BE A GOOD NAME FOR A BAND”

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A BRIEF REPORT ON THE PROGRESS OF MY ARTISTIC INTERPRETATION OF THE MAIN MEMBERS OF NEW YORK’S FIRST FAMILY OF CRIME FIGHTING

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“If I find a twenty dollar bill on the sidewalk, it feels good, but I’m not going to plan on it paying my bills”

-Commissioner Frank Reagan

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The Maid of OrlĂ©ans

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How else would God speak to me, if not through my imagination?

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Before ‘The New Troubles’

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“WHOA, TRIPPY”

That is what I said when coming across the ‘drawing’ below while looking for items to sell at an upcoming garage sale. The reason for this reaction was because I ‘drew’ the image below probably 4 years ago, long before what I am now calling ‘The New Troubles’.

“The New Troubles?” Some of you more curious and intellectually gifted types may ask. “Yes”, I answer, chin raised, head slightly cocked, a look on my face exactly like the face you would imagine wanting to punch. Not that you’re a violent person, and not that I’m a Nazi (I’m not, promise), but, sometimes, all of us, heck probably even Gandhi, wanted to sock someone in the nose, and most likely that person would be making the face I just described. Anyway, ‘The New Troubles’ is, as some of you clever types have already guessed, this whole thing with the Confederate statues, and the Nazis, and all the other groups people like to belong to that are involved in it.

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What I’m REALLY trying to tell you is that I probably have powers. Like, I can see the future kind of powers. Not in a way where I could make any money from it, but, in a way that’s terribly annoying and that causes people not to believe you and stop calling or coming by because you’re always going on about your ‘powers’ that are not in any way apparent.

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NONE OF THE PLANS THEY COME UP WITH WILL MAKE ANY DIFFERENCE

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Sounds bad. Not surprising really. Maybe kind of depressing. Unbelievable for sure. I mean, it’s hard to believe. That is, you don’t want to believe it, but it’s true, and you know it.

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Taking in the details

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I ask you to concede that the impetus of that which descends by the plane CA, upon arriving at the point A, would be equal to the impetus acquired by the other at point B after falling along the perpendicular CB.

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‘SANDWITCHES’, REALLY? CHRIST JESUS! YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! NO WONDER YOUR SHOP CLOSED!

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I really was amused, though, a stranger passing by, witnessing my reaction to the misspelling of ‘sandwiches’*, may have, and understandably so, thought I either having what is commonly referred to as ‘a fit’, or even maybe, as well, going ‘out of my damn mind’. They are, for most, hard to distinguish between, and, if, while out and about in the southwestern desert of the United States you happen upon a man along side the road who appears to be ‘losing his shit’ you best just keep driving.

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* according to gingersoftware.com ‘spelling book’, “other users”, as they call them, have misspelled ‘sandwich’ in the following ways and at the accompanying percentages:

  • sandwhich – 20.94%
  • sandwitch – 14.53%
  • sanwich – 5.13%
  • soundwich – 4.27%
  • sandwish – 3.85%
  • sandwic – 2.99%
  • sandwiche – 2.99%
  • sadwich – 2.56%
  • Other – 42.74%

Interesting, for sure, but, troubling as well when one, perhaps such as yourself, thinks too long on what the possible “Other” 42.74% misspellings of ‘sandwich’ could possibly be.

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