memoir – Page 2 – untethered

ephemera

Shingle Fights. You never knew when you might come under attack. The wind-searing sound of the tightly and rapidly spinning projectile slicing through the air gave no warning until it was too close to evade: a square piece of asphalt shingle, torn from the roof of one of the vacant houses and hurled like aContinue reading “ephemera”

Spin Cycle

Indulge me a moment. Images merge and blend in the memory; things once seen in stark daylight or secondhand in snapshots, melding with television programs and picture shows, coalescing around imagination and vanity, clouded by dreams; the real, the transferred, the imagined and the wished intermingle, separate, and intermingle endlessly. All these charged electrons ricochetingContinue reading “Spin Cycle”

Dogs and Fish

A Sunday long ago.When I was a kid sometimes on a weekend I used to let our dogs out late at night to roam the swath of vacant lots and abandoned houses in our neighborhood. One Sunday I went out into the delicate, sense quickening chill and stillness of early morning to collect them. IContinue reading “Dogs and Fish”

Youth’s Idyll, V

Part I ; Part II ; Part III ; Part IV“So you’re going to tell it?”“Yeah.”“And why the hell would you do that? What do you hope to accomplish? Are you one of these exhibitionist types who thinks his experience is so remarkable?”“No. My experience is unexceptional.”“Then why tell it? Are you special? You thinkContinue reading “Youth’s Idyll, V”

Memories of Youth’s Idyll, Part II

(Second in a series begun here)Who were my allies in this insurgency?There is a type of humor; bland, base, darkly vulgar, which is common among white males of the criminal subculture. These are people who are often referred to as white trash. They usually have done some time in prison; their time outside of anContinue reading “Memories of Youth’s Idyll, Part II”

Memories of Youth’s Idyll

A typically interesting post on Steve Sailer’s blog about, among other things, the criminality emanating from Compton, California as a highly marketed product taking the form of rap, movies, and television, has brought to mind my own halcyon days of youth growing up in nearby Norwalk. Norwalk is a working class suburb in southeast L.A.Continue reading “Memories of Youth’s Idyll”