Black Van Life

[Putts]

I wouldn't want to be black in today's America living in a van. 

I can't imagine the things being a woman, much less being black, or moreso a black woman, might feel like. The level of guard needed would make me crazy. 

None the less, I've had no problem with black or brown or gay or weird people I've met if they're open and loving. It just doesn't matter then. Cool people are cool people. 

"I've never met a human that wasn't incredibly beautiful and fatally flawed." - Me

Shit does happen though. With good people it comes in the form of being a dumbass, rather than being rotten mostly. There are rotten people though. Ah well, it's tricky sometimes.

I felt Crystal a bit of a drama queen, but I also have a big problem with what happened...bigger than Crystal and her drama. 

Anywho, I think finding good people and hanging out sounds great. And I think when people get out-of-hand around the people around here they'll be taken care of...like Gary just did with the now black name. The strength of the masculine in us will take care of it--and it will come from men and women here alike. 

In 50 years there's going to be so much mixing of color it won't matter much. Wish it would come quicker.