Thursday, April 30, 2015
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
All Organic, All Union
"We are the only farm in California that is all organic and all union. It can be done and we are pretty darn proud of that." he tells me as he sweeps the floor.
Santa Cruz, CA
April 28, 2015
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Saturday, April 25, 2015
You Lucky Dog
I am at the Laundromat in the middle of the afternoon, my favorite time to go there because it is usually empty. But not today. It is packed with people, mostly young, black men. And they are jumping and packing and unloading machines. Someone who looks to be a grandmother sits and reads a magazine. The mother is bracing one boy's hair.
"What is everyone doing here today,? Where did all of you come form",I ask jokingly.
"It's laundry day," the grandmother tells me, "and Vivian is getting all the boys to help. They home from college and they have to do they own laundry", she tells me with a sense of pride in her daughter for holding these boys accountable.
"Are all of these boys yours?", I ask the mother as she gets up and barks orders at them.
"All mine", she says proudly.
"And that's not all of us boys", says one of them. "There are two more at home".
"How many boys" I want to know.
"Seven and two girls", chimes in another.
"Seven boys and two girls, well you are one lucky dog", I joke with the mother.
She laughs uproariously, "You, that's the only way you can describe it. I am one lucky dog.". With that she points her finger to the car and all those boys get up, mobilize and fill the trunk with clean laundry.
"What is everyone doing here today,? Where did all of you come form",I ask jokingly.
"It's laundry day," the grandmother tells me, "and Vivian is getting all the boys to help. They home from college and they have to do they own laundry", she tells me with a sense of pride in her daughter for holding these boys accountable.
"Are all of these boys yours?", I ask the mother as she gets up and barks orders at them.
"All mine", she says proudly.
"And that's not all of us boys", says one of them. "There are two more at home".
"How many boys" I want to know.
"Seven and two girls", chimes in another.
"Seven boys and two girls, well you are one lucky dog", I joke with the mother.
She laughs uproariously, "You, that's the only way you can describe it. I am one lucky dog.". With that she points her finger to the car and all those boys get up, mobilize and fill the trunk with clean laundry.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Bidding War (PA)
"He wasn't going to let me get the bid. But at least I had the satisfaction of running up the cost. I knew he would be the high bidder. After all, he was a land developer and I didn't have any money. It was my home. but I wasn't going to let him get off easy. I was going to continue to bid and bid. He was going to pay for my loss. If I had to give up my home, he was going tp pay, that son of a bitch, that money greedy capitalistic fuck. It's my house he's bidding on. He has plans to knock it down and put up 20 condos on my family home".
"So now its down to the two of us. He knows I don't have the money to bid. He told the auctioneer that he objected to my bidding. The auctioneer said he would take all bids".
"Let's continue please. Now do I hear $137,000?" asked the auctioneer.
"$137,000", I said.
"Mam, you gave the last bid. You're bidding against yourself. Again, do I hear $137,000 for this great piece of property? It's a steal at this price."
"$137,000", he responded angrily.
Stroudsburg, PA
"So now its down to the two of us. He knows I don't have the money to bid. He told the auctioneer that he objected to my bidding. The auctioneer said he would take all bids".
"Let's continue please. Now do I hear $137,000?" asked the auctioneer.
"$137,000", I said.
"Mam, you gave the last bid. You're bidding against yourself. Again, do I hear $137,000 for this great piece of property? It's a steal at this price."
"$137,000", he responded angrily.
Stroudsburg, PA
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