pitchers tuck by buddy don: sundy people bloggin

up here in the new york area, thay aint so minny oppurtunties to git picthers of burds n natchur n such. sides that, i caint claim to have nuthin lack the talent of this fotograffer or thisn or thisn (ye mite wonta say wow, wow, wow or wow bout sum of theme pitchers).

i aint cumplainin on a counta ifn i had the talent time n equipment, i wood wonta take pitchers lack henry bresson dun, witch he mosly tuck picthers of folks. i lack a pitcher to be lack a cuntry song n tell sum kinda lil story, witch takin pitchers of folks in the city is purrfeck fer that.

i lack pithers with lots a'goin on but one thang in particklar, lack that thar feller in the yankee jersey a'hittin his stride:


this heres a pitcher of modurn life a'walkin down the street:


corse, ye kin find art mos innywhar, even by acksident:

pinions of buddy don: sharin common burdens

the preamble to the constitushun has sum importunt principills bout whut we bleeve n why we have the gummint we gut. in case ye dun fergut how it goes, here tiz:

We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquillity, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.

as ye kin see, thays a few reasons fer why them forefathers deecided to form a new gummint. lets list em sepertly:

• to form a more perfect Union


• establish Justice


• insure domestic Tranquillity


• provide for the common defence


• promote the general Welfare


• secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity

i wonta talk bout two of them reasons why we created the constitushun: provide fer the common defence n promote the genrul welfare. seems to me lack we aint doin our bes to attain these goals. heres why i say that.

fer one thang, thays plenty of folks that aint gut a nuff maginayshun to real eyes that providin fer the common defence means moren spendin almos as much money on our military as all tuther cuntries together spend on thars. heres a few bullet points on that:

* The US military budget is almost as much as the rest of the world's.

* The US military budget is more than 8 times larger than the Chinese budget, the second largest spender.

* The US military budget is more than 29 times as large as the combined spending of the seven “rogue” states (Cuba, Iran, Iraq, Libya, North Korea, Sudan and Syria) who spent $14.4 billion.

* It is more than the combined spending of the next twenty three nations.

* The United States and its close allies account for some two thirds to three-quarters of all military spending, depending on who you count as close allies (typically NATO countries, Australia, Canada, Israel, Japan and South Korea)

* The seven potential “enemies,” Russia, and China together spend $116.2 billion, 27.6% of the U.S. military budget.

se we gut ourself well deefended agin them enemies that aint attackin, but at our peril we ignore them enemies thats dun invaded n doon us massive damage.

befor i mentchun them enemies, lemme point out that amurkas gratest resorce aint its gold or oil or coal or uranium or land or innythang else lack that: tiz our people. how are we cultivatin this mos preshus resorce? by ignorin the enemies thats attackin n winnin agin us:

• ignorunts


• disease


• poverty

seems to me lack these is the enemies we need to deefeat on a counta how thar the ones thats winnin the war agin us. problem is, to attack them enemies, we half to change our ways n ackcep that thays sum items we have in common that we orta handle by involvin the entire communty, witch the wurd communty cums frum common.

problem here is thays a deevide twixt them that bleeves competishun is good n cooperayshun aint n them that bleeves cooperayshun is jes as importunt as competishun. but them two thangs is different sides of the same coin. we need competishun so folks will push to be the bes possibull. this wurks well ifn we wonta sell thangs lack mouse traps n cds n movies n such.

but it dont wurk so well on items everbidy needs n caint afford to shop around fer, lack medicull keer. rite now, we bleeve competishun is a mircull wurker of sum kind that kin fix innythang, even tho taint so fer everthang. that dogmatick bleef in competishun has led our gummint to side with the corporayshuns agin our own people. purrfeck eggzample of that is how our own gummint forbade itself frum bargainin with them drug cumpnies so folks could git a better price on thar drugs, witch thats how they gut drug prices down in canada, whar even my far right wing uncle buys his medicine.

magine ifn we wuz to provide fer the common deefents agin ignorunts by spendin almos as much money as all tuther cuntries put together wuz spendin! we wood reap the benefit of all that larnin on a counta we wood have more scientists n engineers n computer geeks n riters n perfessers n such. we wood be able to win the competishun of idees with the worl same as we kin do ifn innybidy wonts to have a war with us.

but as we know, teachers dont hardly git paid a nuff to live a life that aint on the poverty level. magin ifn we wuz to give teachers the respeck they deserve (in dollars) fer preparin the nex generayshun of amurkins, fer cultivatin our gratest resorce, our children.

corse, ifn we had a single-payer system to share the burden we all have in needin medicull keer, our costs per persun woodnt be the highest in the worl fer a rank thats in the low 20s while leavin moren 40 million folks without no medicull insurants.

tiz my bleef that ifn we wuz to cunsidder deefendin our folks agin ignorunts by givin educayshun the respeck (in dollars) that it desurves n ifn we also gut us a medicull system that removed the threat of finanshul ruin due to catastrofick illness, then the thurd enemy, poverty, woodnt need no food stamps nor welfare to solve: our better educated folks with good medicull insurants woodnt be as lackly to be poor.

n ifn we dun all that, we wood be doon a much better job of promotin the genrul welfare.

we need a party that wonts the progress based on cooperayshun n communty, that wonts to perteck n empower wurkin folks in sted of changing the tax code to discourage wurk by makin labor the sorce of all tax revenue, witch thats whut thar a'trine to do by gittin rid of taxes on investment n inheritunts.

treetment of buddy don: west v east n the twain never a'meetin

i been havin vomitin sesshuns thats been labeled 'migraines' fer years now. the furstn cum on the day them vols won the nashunull champeenship fer 1998, witch i bleeve that wuz on the 4th of jan of 1999. fer sum reason that mornin, i woke up a'needin to move my bowels n soon as i gut to the bathroom, i gut to vomitin. frum 5 am till that game wuz near over, i jes couldnt stop.

me n miz bd wuz a'livin in a tee-ninee lil apartment over in man hattan that dint have but one lil room in it. so the tv wuznt but a cuple yards frum whar i wuz a'lyin in wait fer the nex wave to make me vomit, but seem lack i member that game lack twuz on a bar tv in a nuther room, way off in the distunts.

corse i went to the docter to splain whut had happend. he give me sum medicin to stop me frum barfin, but it dint wurk on a counta how i wood barf it rite back up. so he give me the humiliayshun of suppostories, witch they woodnt stay in neether. we wuz livin close to the docters offus at the time, so we wood go over whilst i wuz a vomitin to see whut could he do to stop it. nuthin wurked.

then i wuz visitin fer a annual fisicull n we gut to talkin bout them vomitin sesshuns n i sed sumthin lack i wood wake up with a bit of a hedache n then wurser nausea till i dint keer bout the hedache. he sed mayhap i wuz havin migraines. so nex time i woke up lack that, he tole me i should take sumthin lack migraine strangth excedrin. he also give me sum vicodin jes in case that dint stop it.

so i gut to whar i wood take that migraine strangth excedrin purty often. it dint always wurk, but seemd lack twuz bettern thangs wuz befor. then it gut to whar i couldnt risk havin one, so i wood take a cuple them excedrins furst thang ever mornin.

fer a while i dint have no trubles, but whenever they cum back, twuz wursern ever. that gut me to the new york headache center whar i gut treetment frum a feller name of dr alexander mauskop. as far as limitin the suffrin, he hepped me a lot. furst, he give me sum stuff name of zomig, witch furst time i used it i figgerd the problem wuz solved. in sted of vomitin all day, after i squirted that zomig stuff up my sniffer, i woodnt feel lack i had to vomit n in no time, i wood fall asleep.

he also had me quit takin the excedrin n gut me to takin migralief (mixtchur of magnesium, vitamin b6 n feverfew) n co q-10 ever day. i had a few migraines n used the zomig n twuz fine. then i gut on a nice six munth streak of no trubles, jes the migralief n co q-10.

frum march 28 till september 18 of las year, i dint have no symptums atall. then i ate a can of soup that wuz loded with msg n that gut me started all over agin. seem lack once them migraines gut a'goin agin, twuz wursern ever. corse, the zomig wurked mos ever time, meanin i could spend the day in its obvlion, eether sleepin or bein so dead headed i couldnt keep up with questchuns lack whut did i wont fer dinner. i gut to missin lots of wurk n that gut me deepressd bout the futchur n whuther i wood be able to keep my job. twuz almost as hard to take as the vomitin.

finely i calld my reglar docter n tole im sumthin had to be dun. i wuz havin migraines mos everday by then n even that day i had one a'goin, so he deecided i should try ackupunkchur. thats how i started a'gittin treeted by a practishuner of tradishunull chinese medicin. so far, that has wurked bes of innythang i dun tride.

it also led me to a cuple of conclushuns bout the differnts twixt easturn n westurn ways of docterin:

• west: when yer eggzamined, thonly thang they wonta here bout is yer symptums when yer sick.
• east: when yer eggzamined, they dont ast inny questchuns atall bout yer symptums when yer sick on a counta all they wonta know is near bout everthang else -- whut ye eat, how ye sleep, how often ye move yer bowels n how that cums out, how often ye pee n whut color tiz, how often ye wont to have sex, whut ye eat, whuther ye excercise, yew name it.


• west: they give ye medicin that kin stop the symptums in thar tracks (mos times), but they dont claim to be able to stop em fer sartin.
• east: caint do much to stop the attack or them symtums once yer havin a migraine, witch they tell ye that furst thang, but they figger they kin focus thar attenchun on gittin em not to happen atall, witch so far them erbs they give me have been a'wurkin grate ceptn when i tride to git off em.


• west: they gut lots of new treetments to try, witch thar mosly eggsperimentull n sum of em mite wurk n sum mite not, witch one they wonta try on me is to injeck botox into my hed to stop the symptum of the tender patch on the hed that seems to preceed ever attack.
• east: aint gut no new methods to try out on ye, no eggspearments, witch in sted thar a'usin verr old medicin n methods such as the furst erb recipe i tuck that wuz 2,500 years ole!


• west: migraines is cunsidderd a cundishun that sum folks gut n sum dont, witch thay aint no cure fer a cundishun so ye gut to treat the symptums fer the res of yer natcherull born days.
• east: the wurd 'migraine' is used by westurn medicin to indicate a range of symptums that dont nobidy unnerstand whut cawses em, but taint no nevermind fer them on a counta they dont bleeve tiz a condishun that ye treat fer the res of yer life, but sum kinda imbalants in yer system that ye kin treat n cure.


• west: goal is to cuntrol them symtums.
• east: goal is to cure the sickness.

one mane thang ye mite notice bout this is how them folks in the east aint gut no sense bout makin no profit. ifn ye gut a cundishun whar ye gut to take medicin to treat symptums fer the res of yer life, then yer a'gone be a money-makin machine fer drug cumpnies n docters. thanks of the profits ye could make!

but they dont even cunsidder that in the east. i tole that tcm pracktishuner name of frank butler how i woodnt mind takin them erbs ever mornin fer the res of my life. he laffd n sed twood be a big waste of money. the idee is that yer a'gone git well n never need to take them erbs agin. whars thar profit in that? could it be they aint motivated by makin more money? could it be thar motivated by curin folks?

could it be that thays other human motivatshuns that aint all bout makin more money n gittin richer?

pinions of buddy don: ifn taint legal ...

thays a articull on the frunt page of todays washington post name of Marijuana Becomes Focus of Drug War -- Less Emphasis on Heroin and Cocaine bout how we been spendin $35 billions per year on the war agin sum drugs n of that we been spendin $4 billions per year jes on marijuana. even the cunservativs has figgerd out that taint a'wurkin:

But increasingly, some experts have begun to argue that the U.S. drug war, which costs an estimated $35 billion a year, has had a minimal impact on consumption of illicit substances. The conservative American Enterprise Institute published a report in March titled "Are We Losing the War on Drugs?" Its authors argue that, among other things, "criminal punishment of marijuana use does not appear to be justified."

thays sum facks bout keepin a drug lack marijuana illegal that folks orta cunsidder, witch everbidy knows that havin a war agin it dont keep folks frum a'gittin it n mane thang that war on sum drugs duz is make gittin arrested the worst thang marijuana kin do to ye. but ifn ye insist on keepin it illegal, then ...

1. only criminulls gits the cumpletely untaxed profits frum marijuana (n other drugs)


2. only criminulls gits to deecide bout the strangth, purity n safety of the marijuana n other drugs thar a'sellin


3. only criminulls gits to deecide bout who thar a'gonna market thar marijuana n other drugs to -- teens? grade skoolers? kindergartners? tiz up to the criminull to deecide


4. only criminulls git to deecide whar thar a'gone sell thar marijuana n other drugs, whuther near churches or skools -- or even in churches or skools


5. only criminulls gits to deecide how thar a'gone set up n perteck thar territories fer sellin purposes


6. only criminulls gits to deecide whuther thar a a'gone use gang violents to enforce thar sellin territories, witch they use guns n tortchur n whutever it takes


7. only criminulls gits to deecide whuther thar a'gone do bizness with terrists


8. only criminulls gits to deecide whuther thar a'gone use terrorism to keep thar bizness a'goin (lack they been a'doon in colombia fer decades)


9. drug users start lookin on law enforcement n po-leece with suspishun n even as ifn they wuz the enemy

corse, thay is a nuther way. furst thang we half to add mitt is how prohibishun dont wurk, not fer alkyhol, not fer marijuana, not even fer poisons lack heroin n cocaine. taint good pallticks, but tiz good sense, on a counta ifn drugs wuz legal, then ...

1. state n fedrull gummints wood git to levy taxes on the sale of drugs, witch since drugs sellin is one of the top industries in the worl -- number one or two or three with food n arms mixed in as tutherns, twood be a cunsiderbull bit of tax revenue


2. state n fedrull gummints wood git to regulate the strangth, purity n quality of the drugs bein sold


3. fedrull n state gummints wood git to deecide how old ye half to be to buy marijuana n other drugs


4. fedrull n state gummints wood git to deecide whar drugs wood be sold


5. gang or violent cuntrol of territories wood be replaced by competishun fer creatin the bes produck.


6. folks that deecided they wonted to use drugs woodnt be skeerd of law enforcement


7. fedrull n state gummints woodnt half to spend all that money on the war agin sum drugs, witch we been a'losin that war frum the verr beginnin

i aint sayin that folks wont use drugs n aint even sayin that mayhap sum folks wood use legal drugs that woodnt use em ifn thay wuz illegal. but at sum point, ye half to balants the cost of more folks usin drugs agin the cost of trine to git nobidy to use em, witch that aint wurkin. we did the eggspearment with alkyhol prohibishun, witch we all know how thatn dint wurk. when twuz legalized agin, sum folks gut to drankin that dint drank befor. but lease they wuz drankin a produck that wuz regulated n not poison. lease when they bought em a bottle they wuz heppin the gummint to pay its bills. lease they wuznt criminulls.

coincindents of buddy don: big worl reflckted in lil pitchers

thom shanker has im a articull in todays new york times name of Pentagon Says Iraq Effort Limits Ability to Fight Other Conflicts, witch the furst graf gives ya good idee:

WASHINGTON, May 2 - The concentration of American troops and weapons in Iraq and Afghanistan limits the Pentagon's ability to deal with other potential armed conflicts, the military's highest ranking officer reported to Congress on Monday.

so who ye gonna call? i found a outfit that mite be able to hep, so i tuck a pitcher of it:



did ye read how the congress (strick party line vote in house of 214-211, 52-47 in senate) is a'doon thar part tords cuttin the deficit in half by trimmin a lil $10 billyun frum medikeer n addin $106 in tax cuts:

WASHINGTON -- A $2.6 trillion budget outline barely approved by Congress will cut projected spending on Medicaid for the poor, lock in tax cuts and -- Republicans claim -- put the country on a path toward lower federal deficits.

Democrats unanimously opposed the spending outline passed late Thursday. They said the budget reflects the president's misplaced priorities by freezing or trimming health, education and agriculture programs while cutting taxes by as much as $106 billion over five years.

hmm. cut medikeer fer the poor by $10 bn, grow the tax cuts by $106bn. claim ye kin cut the budget in half thataway. ifn i had math that fuzzy, my face wood be red:



i reckun them pall tishuns must thank this here whut yer tipicull amurkin looks lack:



mayhap yer one of them folks that wurries how cuts to the nashunull endowment of the arts will make it harder fer ye to see free art. never fear:



mayhap ye dun herd how everbidy wonts to git to heaven but nobidy wonts to die (or let others die in peace). mayhap ye dont wonta die yer ownself, but that probly dont keep ye frum wontin to go to heaven.

in that case, i gut jes the place fer ye:

lost time of buddy don: editin a friend's paper

i dun spent my entire mornin editin a paper writ by a friend of mine. he wood do the same fer me, so i gut no cumplaints. but i aint gut time to blog as a result.

but sprang has finely sprung, as ye kin see:

life of buddy don, chaptur 135: crackin the wall twixt black n white

by the time the fall quarter of 1982 wuz a'gittin off to a start, i kindly figgerd i had made a purty good compromise twixt the deemands of the real worl n them of my ambishun to becum a grate riter. i had mos everthang fit into cumpartments, lease in my mind.

fer wurk, i wuz teachin in collidge, witch seem lack twuz a job i wuz born fer. i wuz teachin a total of four classes:

1. composishun 1010 at utk on tuesdys n thursdys frum 8 am till 9:30
2. composishun 101 at kc on mundys windsdys n fridys frum 1 to 2 pm
3. composishun 102 at kc on mundys windsdys n fridys frum 8 to 9 am
4. fundamentals of grammar 1 at kc on mundys windsdys n fridys frum 2 to 3 pm

teachin four classes give ye credit fer full time in them days even tho i only had to spend frum 8 till 9:30 on tuesdys n thursdys fer the comp 1010 class at ut. i wuz gittin reglar pay fer teachin that one class. twernt much, but it hepped. them three classes at kc wood earn us a big check cum januwairy or whenever twuz paid. emily dint lack us havin to wait so long fer pay but once i tole her that i figgerd twuz the best way to keep us frum spendin, she quit bellyachin about it.

that give me plenty of spare time fer ritin, witch i figgerd twuz time to rite sumthin truly wurthy. i had been thankin bout a novel twixt a father n a son set up on the obed river since befor we moved to west germany so twuz time to git on with it. i tride n tride, but the more time i give it, the wurser it went. i couldnt satisfy myself no how n wood rite a few pages n throw em out n write a few more n git disgusted. or i wood git a idee whenever i wuz walkin round campus at ut n jes sit rite down n reel off a few good pages. but twernt no way to wurk.

partly twuz how the group wuz changin. going to group had always been a fun thang to do on a fridy nite, but now that bof me n bud wuz a'wurkin on novels thay wuznt as much new innerestin stuff bein red. i wuz trine to use sum stream of conshussness stuff n thats hard to listen to. twernt meant to be a fast movin story n thays limitayshuns in ritin sumthin yer a'gone read the verr nex week. bud wuz smartern me bout that on a counta how he woodnt read nun of hisn till twuz dun, witch that meant he dint never read nuthin new atall.

but the group warnt the only thang a'keepin me frum ritin that novel. seem lack thays a limit to how much i kin use my creativ energy on. fer instunts, whenever i wuz ritin songs, i wuznt ritin nuthin but my diary but whenever i wuz ritin crap notes, i dint hardly touch the peeano. seem lack ifn i dun the one thang in a day, i dint hanker to do tuthern. so twernt how the group wuz a'goin that kep me frum ritin.

twuz how i wuz gittin so minny idees frum my students n larnin so much bout whut everbidy calld 'the black communty' to whar i couldnt hardly thank bout no obed river n such. my mind wuz too stuffed with other idees that cum frum my wurk. fer one thang, i needed to member the names of all my students n twuz a bit of a sprize whenever i tride it how easy twuz. that made me notice sumthin i hadnt never noticed before, witch thays a lot more differntses in how black folks looks than thay is in white folks. i had kindly always bleeved whut i wuz tole, witch folks generly claimed how all black folks looks alike. ye mite could thank i wooda noticed how that warnt true, but i hadnt.

that set me to pondern why twood be so n heres how i figger it. blackness is lack sum kinda uniform fer mos white folks. ye take yer pleecemen fer instunts, ifn ye dont know nun then ye aint lackly to look to close at inny one ye mite pass. ye know ye dont know no pleecemen so ye dont half to check him by lookin close lessen ye need a pleeceman. it seemed to me lack blackness wuz jes lack that pleecemans uniform. ifn ye dont know too minny black folk then ifn ye see a black person, ye aint a'gone look too close on a counta taint lackly to be sumbidy ye wood know.

but that all changed on a counta how i had that grammer class. i thank i dun menchuned how i dint know whuther i could teech grammer on a counta i dint know ifn i knew it. so i figgerd i wood larn along with everbidy only lease one day in add vants. we wuz a'usin a book name of Fundamentals of Grammar, witch it twernt nuthin but a book of sentences ye could study innerspursed with sum splainayshuns of whut part of speech wuz bein taught. furst ye had to larn to spot the verb n draw a circull round it n then find the subjeck n underline it twicet. that thar book had em a way to handle ever part of speech n purty soon ye wood be able to splain the grammer of mos inny sentence.

so i deecided i wood teach it thisaway. i give em homewurk to do three pages of that thar book, witch that wood be 30 sentences n then we wood go over em in class. then i wood randomly call on folks to have em do them sentences. at furst twuznt wurkin so well on a counta i dint know but a handfull of names. i wood wurk frum my class register book, but twernt the same. ye gut to know yer students names. ye gut to look em in the eye sos to tell whuther they dun thar homewurk.

so that gut me to lookin close n noticin ever skin color frum 'blue black' to purt near white. ye wood see ever mixtcher of skin color n hair thickness n fayshul featchers ye could magine. i member the furst day a cuple gurls that wuz sittin in the back gut into a lil fuss n fite over sumthin n one of em sed, 'shore im black but i aint gut no nigger lips.' i wuz shocked but dint nobidy else seem to notice. (jes lack on the block, that wurd nigger wuz used by near ever student i had at kc. twuz used as common as ye mite use the wurd 'guy' or 'pal' or 'person.' i wuz tole minny a time twuz a wurd with a differnt meanin in a white mouth. i dont doubt it.)

at furst, that grammar class wuz hard to teach. i dint know my students n wuz readin frum the register or callin on whoever had thar hands up, witch twood be the same two or three mos times. but once i gut to know thar names, once i gut to whar i could 'see' black folk, the worl changed. whar once i saw a mask, often sumthin that seemed lack twuz made of wood, now i saw jes plane folks with all the eggspresshuns folks has gut.

not that i dint git fooled a time or two. i member a student in comp 102 name of garry williams frum gary indiana (witch i used that coincidents to member his name at furst). seem lack he wuz arrogant n so angry twuz all he could do to keep frum eggsplodin or laffin at me. furst time i noticed it, twuz a lil unneverin. thar he wood sit, way back in his seat but jes glarin at me. corse, i pertended lack i dint notice it n kep teachin.

corse, i had em rite in class essays n i lacked to wander roun n hep em ifn they had questchuns. i wuz always sayin that ye dint need to know everthang yerself since taint possibull, but ye need to know whar to find the thangs ye need to know. yer dickshunairy, fer instunts, or yer harbrace handbook or the liberry. but the bes place to find whut ye need is in other people, witch thats why ye pay to go to a collidge. so i tole em to use me when they dint know whut to do. corse i wood be keepin em ritin n not lettin em daydream n ifn they hadnt writ nuthin, we wood talk bout how to git started, that kinda thang.

as i walked aroun, i had a habit of puttin my hand litely on the students lef shoulder whenever i wuz takin a look at thar paper. i never give it no thought, but garry shore noticed it. whenever we had our student confernts, he cum down to my offus n sat in the chair n woodnt even look at me in the eye. we talked fer a bit bout his ritin n whut he needed to wurk on n how he wuz doon in the class. wheneever we wuz dun he stood up n then he looked me rite in the eye. 'i never had no teacher like you, mr d. you like you really wanna make us learn.' i thanked im n prazed him fer his deesire to larn but he innerupted n sed, 'you dont understand, mr d. i aint never let no white man touch me befor.' he cum a lil closer, still a'lookin me rite in the eye. twuz that same angry glare. i kindly wunderd whut he wuz a gone do n probly flinched a lil whenever he stuck out his hand n sed, 'you all rite, mr d.' twuz one of them moments.

then thay wuz the musick. thay had em a choir with a choir die recktor name of esther james, witch she looked lack a white woman with a lil tan but she wuz black. innywho, early in the fall quarter they had em a concert over at ut put on by the black cultchurull center so i figgerd i wood go. i wuz sittin by the center aisle fer the show, witch twuz a musickull vershun of the histry of black folk in amurka. twuz all innerwove together n ackted out, with one of my students name of denise meyers a'wakin up on the shore of amurka. she wuz a verr purty gurl, verr lite skinnd with almond eyes. as she wuz a'lookin roun her lack she wuz trine to figger out whar she wuz, ye could hear the choir hummin. then frum behin me i herd the mos beeyootifull voice ye ever herd a'sangin, 'sometimes i feel lack a motherless child.' it give me chills. i turnt to see who twuz n saw a ole woman with gray hair but whenever she pull even with me she looked at me n winked. i seen then how twuz dolores g miller dressed lack a ole lady. i wood cum to find out that more than half my students were in the choir. sides that, the way esther james dun the choir, ever concert wuz a show. i couldnt hep but git idees.

whenever i say idees, i mean idees bout mayhap ritin a play or sumthin. i dun mentchuned how we had classes in the colston center fer the performin arts n all. ifn yer a'gone have performin arts, ye gut to have a place to perform, so turnt out thay wuz a theeater with a prosenium arch n curtains n seatin fer 1,100. i wuz in awe furst time i went thar, witch that wood be fer 'cuntemp,' witch thats whut all the students called a program name of 'cuntemporary issues.' furst quarter i wuz thar, i dint know nuthin bout it on a counta tiz a gatehrin of everbidy on campus in that theeater fer shows of all kinds. the presdent wood splain this n that bout skool rules n such. the choir wood perform, witch ifn i had been a'goin to cuntemp all along, i wooda dun knowd bout my students bein in the choir.

so plane fack wuz, i wuznt gittin much ritin dun. my mind wuz too full of other thangs. part of that wuz how i wuz a'trine to live in two worls at once. me n johnny mayhew n sumtimes bud rankin wood wurk out over at ut ever tuesdy, thursdy n saturdy. me n billy stewart wood play racket ball once a week. we had cards bout once a week n group once a week n the farm n fambly wood call on me fer gatherns to whar seem lack i dint hardly have no time to do no ritin.

corse that warnt cumpletely true. fack wuz, i had that 8 oclock class n nuthin else till 1 in the afternoon. dint nobidy know me on the yard at kc n dint nobidy cum by my offus. ye mite could thank i wooda writ durin that time, but i dint. eethur i wood grade papers or read the bible. odd thang wuz, whenever i red that bible, i wood feel gilty. i wuz thankin i should rite n ever time i wood spend a cuple hours readin, i wood figger i had tuck the easy way out. but i couldnt stop till i had dun read it cover to cover.

twuz my secunt time n turnt out to be one of the bes thangs i dun fer myself, ifn i did feel lack i wuz shirkin my duty at the time. even ifn ye ignore the relijus meanin of the bible, even ifn ye thank yer a atheist, ye still need to read the bible. i had been knowin ferever how the bible wuz a mane lens fer my way of seein the worl, a mane part of the white hillbilly cultchur i grew up in. i knew frum daddy a'leckchurn us bout it how twuz part of the 'jewdayo christchun tradishun' or the 'westurn intelleckchewall tradishun.' so i had dun been a'knowin how twuz importunt. but whut i never knew befor i went to wurk at kc wuz how relijus black folks is.

thar wuz prayer at ever cuntemp n dint nobidy never cumplain. the choir sung gospel songs ever cuntemp. the students went to church. i could barely bleeve it on a counta dint hardly nobidy i knew go to church. dint matter whut they bleeved, they still dint go to church. but at kc everbidy dun it. not only that, but them students knew parts of thar bible verr well. i had known thar wuz sum identificayshun with the children of israel escapin bondage, but i hadnt never seen how that wuz a livin breathin part of everday life. my readin the bible rite then n bein able to talk bout them stories turnt out to hep me git my students attenchun. ifn i gut to talkin bout moses or jacob or david n bathsheba or jesus in the garden of gethsemuny, everbidy new whut twuz about.

thay wuz minny a differnts twixt them two worls, the 'white world' n the 'black communty.' i wood walk back n forth twixt em a few times each week. twernt but a twenty mint walk, but ye mite coulda been goin to a nuther cuntry. i bent yer eye a nuff on that so far, but lemme give ye one last eggzample. them questchunairs i handed out.

i give the same forms to all four of them classes. fer the mos part ye gut the standurd stuff on a counta twuz name n birthplace n birthday n all. but on a few questchuns, the differntses twixt whut them kids at utk writ n whut them at kc writ wuz stark. as it happend, ever student i had at utk that fall wuz white n ever student i had at kc wuz black. that dint always happen, but twuz so that quarter.

thay wuz one questchun that stood out fer me, witch i ast em who is yer hero? heres the top three heroes fer composishun 1010 at ut n fer that grammar class at kc, bofem pure freshmun (my otherns at kc warnt):

ut:

1. Superman
2. Bugs Bunny
3. James Bond

kc:

1. Martin Luther King
2. Jesus Christ
3. Malcolm X

thay wuz sum other innerestin ansers. at ut we had wonder woman n kwai chang caine n luke skywalkker n such. at kc thay wuz maya angelou n sojourner truth n frederick douglass n booker t washington n george washington carver n one othern i dint recognize: alice walker. twuz on the paper of a gurl name of cassandra wurthy. i member whenever i furst gut them papers back n saw that. i went out n gut the color purple, witch it hadnt been out long. i red it in one nite. ye mite could say i wuz impressd. nex class, i took a look at cassandra. she sat in the back, kep her hed down. she wuz dark skinned with long limbs n braided hair. her voice wuz deep n she seemed well spoken, but she never volunteerd to go over a sentence. she could do the wurk ifn i calld on her, but she seemed to resent it. she seemed to have talent tho, so i tride to reach out to her n give her sum encouragment. she wrote a cuple of extra essays witch were fine. i couldnt understand why she wuz even in such a basick class. i wuz even more perplexed when she quit cummin to class after jes a few weeks.

twuz an odd thang that her disappearin lack that kep her in my mind fer sum reason. up till she disappeard, i had kep the white n black worls sepert. i purty much fergut bout kc once i cum home n dint hardly thank bout it on tuesdys n thursdys. n weekends we mite be in clinton or oak ridge. i kep the black worl on tuther side of the innerstate. i wood even go over on sundys to grade papers on a counta i dint wonta git my ut papers mixed in with my kc ones.

corse life went on n purty soon i could barely member her. twuz a tiny thang then, almos lack the memry of a smell. i dint thank nuthin of it. but the wall twixt black n white wuz broke fer me, fatally cracked by the puzzle of cassandra wurthy a'disappearin.

pinions of buddy don: guts

we lack to watch the bbc world news report ever evenin. gives ye sum stories ye dont see on amurkin tv. taint run by folks that has to make a profit by gittin the biggest audients or sellin the mos ads, witch that means they lack to do jes plane ole news. no bof sides now, witch thats havin sumbidy frum each side to repeat thar partisan spin points while the host sez sumthin lack how tiz a innerestin dispute. dont matter how ridiculous one side mite be, taint lackly yer amurkin tv will try to figger witch side is rite. better to let em spew n say how tiz a innerestin deebate.

nuther thang ye dont git much on amurkin news is stories bout eleckshuns in other places. they had em one bout the eleckshun in england. they showed the two fellers runnin -- tony blair n michael howard -- sittin down in frunt of reglar folks fer a town meetin. twernt lack them thangs mr bush runs. seem lack they dint even have the sense to keep out folks that has hard questchuns to ast. one feller wuz tellin michael howard how he knew he wuz a immigrunt n how michael howard had to hate im fer whut he wuz a'doon. then whenever mr blair wuz up thar, a woman ast im how had he made such a awful miss take by sendin britsh troops to iraq. whenever he sed twuz his duty to make the bes choice possibull, she anserd by sayin twuz his duty to make the rite choice n he had muffed it.

them eggzamples aint half of it. point is, these two fellers put tharselves in frunt of a real audients that wuznt screened n let em ast inny questchun they wonted. so them folks ast sum tuff questchuns that almost gut mr blair n mr howard to lose thar cool.

while i wuz a'watchin that in amazement, i had to add mitt these two fellers were brave. they gut guts. balls. courage.

then i thought bout our presdent n cum to real eyes whut makes me so embarrassd by him: hes a coward. he spends millions of our tax dollars campainin fer his plan to dismantle soshul securty. he dont let innybidy in that mite not alreddy agree with im. he dont let folks ast real questchuns. in sted, they send a add vants team to make em rehearse whut thar a'gone be allowd to say. then he wunders why folks aint bein cunvints!

heres a hint: ye dont cunvert nobidy ifn ye only preech to the choir. ye dont cunvert nobidy ifn ye aint gut the courage to face the questchuns frum folks that dont agree with ye.

twuz a panefull thang to real eyes: our presdent, fer all his macho saber-rattlin n war talk n such, that feller that lacks to strut onto a stage in frunt of his ardent supporters, the feller that lacks to do macho thangs lack playin golf n joggin n clearin brush, the big ole macho man is a coward.

he aint gut the guts to face a hard questchun. in sted, he gits his folks to remoove innybidy that has or -- even mite have -- a differnt pinion:

Three Denver residents yesterday charged that they were forcibly removed from one of President Bush's town meetings on Social Security because they displayed a bumper sticker on their car condemning the administration's Middle East policies.

The three, all self-described progressives who oppose Bush's Social Security plan, said an unidentified official at an event in Denver last week forced them to leave before the president started to speak, even though they had done nothing disruptive, said their attorney, Dan Recht.

he even gits his handlers to take keer of his bullyin.

no, this feller aint gut no guts: hes a coward.

ramblins of buddy don: this n that

ye mite member how them publicans wuz always claimin to be the party of personull responsibilty. we woodnt have no presdents denyin doin rong, lease as long as the rong yer talkin bout is 'havin sex with that woman.'

corse, thays other kinds of rong, lack torchur, witch aint nobidy a'gone take personull responsibilty fer that. kin it be that the military chain of command is so broke that it caint cuntrol the soljers under thar command? my marine daddy wooodnt never have add mitted such a thang could happen. this mornins new york times has a letter frum a nuther ex-marine name of john greeley, witch it sounds lack it coulda been writ by my daddy:

America has certainly come to a curious moral impasse. "4 Top Officers Cleared by Army in Prison Abuses" (front page, April 23) opens with the statement that "a high-level Army investigation has cleared four of the five top Army officers overseeing prison policies and operations in Iraq of responsibility for the abuse of detainees there."

How is it possible that this so-called aberrant behavior could have escaped their oversight? The answer is that in the American military it cannot. It would not. In fact, it could have occurred only at the active direction of those people just exonerated. Things don't just happen, especially in military prisons.

We cannot allow responsibility for such acts to evaporate into thin air. The military wanted prisoners softened up for further interrogation, and our soldiers and intelligence operatives did it. Now it's time to take responsibility for all the Abu Ghraibs we have permitted.

To do anything less is to dishonor the principles this nation is founded upon.

i reckon by pertendin the torchur wuz limited they figger folks woodnt thank twuz so bad. as everbidy knows, taint whuther ye sin that matters, tiz whuther ye doot over n over agin n dont repent n sin no more. is that whut we dun? not accordin to this:

A rights watchdog said on Wednesday the abuses at Iraq's Abu Ghraib prison were just the "tip of the iceberg" of U.S. mistreatment of Muslim prisoners.

The abuses at Abu Ghraib are part of a larger pattern of U.S. rights violations of detainees in Afghanistan, Guantanamo Bay and elsewhere, New York-based Human Rights Watch said.

Its summary of accusations of abuses came on the eve of the first anniversary of publication of photos showing humiliation and mistreatment of prisoners at the Iraqi jail.

"Abu Ghraib was only the tip of the iceberg," Reed Brody, special counsel for Human Rights Watch, said in a statement.

"It's now clear that abuse of detainees has happened all over -- from Afghanistan to Guantanamo Bay to a lot of third-country dungeons where the United States has sent prisoners. And probably quite a few other places we don't even know about."

i caint claim to put this inny bettern mr bob herbert, grate pundit fer the new york times, duz here:

When soldiers in war are not properly trained and supervised, atrocities are all but inevitable. This is one reason why the military command structure is so important. There was a time, not so long ago, when commanders were expected to be accountable for the behavior of their subordinates.

That's changed. Under Commander in Chief George W. Bush, the notion of command accountability has been discarded. In Mr. Bush's world of war, it's the grunts who take the heat. Punishment is reserved for the people at the bottom. The people who foul up at the top are promoted.

It was a year ago today that the stories and photos of the shocking abuses at Abu Ghraib prison first came to the public's attention. It was a scandal that undermined the military's reputation and diminished the standing of the U.S. around the world.

It would soon become clear that the photos of hooded, naked and humiliated detainees were evidence of a much larger problem. The system for processing, interrogating and detaining prisoners at Abu Ghraib and elsewhere in Iraq was dangerously out of control, and the command structure responsible for it had collapsed. Detainees were beaten, tortured, sexually abused and, in some instances, killed. Many detainees should never have been imprisoned at all, as they had committed no offenses.

So what happened? A handful of grunts were court-martialed, a Marine major was cashiered, and the Army plans to issue a new interrogation manual that bars certain harsh techniques. There was no wholesale crackdown on criminal behavior.

corse, ye mite not bleeve innybidy higher up coulda been involved (ignorin whut that wood say bout the military chain of command). but ye wood be rong, at lease accordin to this claim in the washington post (please disproov it ifn ye kin):

A YEAR AGO this week, the release of shocking photographs of naked and hooded Iraqi detainees at Abu Ghraib prison alerted the world to serious human rights abuses by U.S. forces. Those images, it turned out, were the tip of an iceberg: Subsequent investigations by the media, human rights groups and the military itself revealed hundreds of cases of torture and abuse of detainees in Iraq, Afghanistan and the Guantanamo Bay prison, including scores of suspicious deaths. A trail of documents showed that abusive interrogation techniques, such as the use of dogs and painful shackling, had been approved by senior military commanders and the secretary of defense. Even more extreme practices, such as simulated drowning and the withholding of pain medication, were authorized for the CIA at White House meetings presided over by President Bush's counsel.

All these facts are undisputed. Yet Pentagon officials have now made it known that the last of the official investigations of prisoner abuse, by the Army inspector general, has ended by exonerating all but one senior officer, a female reserve brigadier general who was not directly involved in the abuses and who received an administrative reprimand. Defense Secretary Donald H. Rumsfeld; former CIA director George J. Tenet; and Alberto R. Gonzales, the former White House counsel who is now attorney general, are excused: In fact, they were never directly investigated. The only people to suffer criminal prosecution from one of the most serious human rights scandals in U.S. history remain a handful of lower-ranking soldiers, including seven reservists implicated in those first photographs from Abu Ghraib. That the affair would end in this way is even more disgraceful for the American political system than the abuses themselves.

yep, them groanups is finely in charge now, aint they?

fambly of buddy don: eli calls

i gut a call frum eli this mornin roun 4 am, witch i wuz awake but dint wonta talk on the fone verr furst thang in the day. innywho, he called back around five. i denied the colleck call n called im back.

he wuz full of news bout his evenin, witch it started whenever he went to church with our sister roena may. he went down to the altar whenever they called fer folks to cum ford. he testifide whenever they called fer that. he sez he lef full of the holy spirit.

but bein a skizofrenick or sumbidy who has the 'windows of percepshun' wide open, he knew the devil wood attack im n shore a nuff, he found his mind filld with disturbin images. all of this is purty typicull of eli.

so he deecided he wood call sumbidy fer hep. he called 30 differnt churches n only gut one human to anser, witch she wuz too tired to talk. so he called his favert christchun rock stayshun, but turnt out not to be a local thang but a nashunull outfit that dint have nobidy thar to anser thar fones. he called the daily wurd, but the tole im they wood only pray fer folks, not talk to em. he called the hospitull n they tole im to call the cathlick church n that thay wuz always sumbidy thar. so he called n gut sumbidy, but they tole im they couldnt talk to nobidy that wuznt a cathlick.

he sed he suz sprized but not sprized. the spirit mite be willin but tiz hard to talk to folks that bleeves angels n demons is real, that bleeves thays attackin im. woodnt nobidy talk to im.

we talked fer a while, bout how much we miss maisie n how she wood always talk to im no matter whut time, day or nite. he sed sumbidy had tole im how she wood half to go to hell n he sed ifn he wuz in heaven n knew maisie wuz in hell, he woodnt be able to enjoy heaven. a preechur tole im that god wood wash his mind clean of inny memory of innybidy in hell (how could innybidy know such a thang?), but eli sed ifn god wuz a'gone wipe out his memries, then woodnt that make im sumbidy else besides eli?

so i tole im he mite wonta read the heart of the matter by graham greene on a counta how that deals with the same questchuns n issues that cuncern maisies fate. he laffed n tole me he luved me n that he figgerd god had guided im to call me n larn that name of that book, witch he sed he wood git im a copy n read it this verr day.

but he sed he thought twuz odd how not one christchun wood talk to im. i sed maybe twuz so, but jesus wood be lisnin no matter whut n he sed twuz so but he needed to speak to a human now n then. i sed thats whut ye gut fambly fer.

tiz true, but i feel fer eli, the loneliest human i know.

perplexity of buddy don: hypocrussy is a good thang?

as ye mite know alreddy, the 45 dimcrat senators represent more folks than the 55 publican senators. fack is, the senate wuz invented to make shore the majorty dint turn into a dicktatership over the minorty. fer that reason, ye git two senators per state, even lil bitty states lack utah, witch they dont have as minny folks as ye gut in washington dc (whar they git taxayshun without representayshun on a counta how they wood be dimcrats n caint be allowed the same rites folks in other places git).

so tiz only natcherul that the senate wood have sumthin lack a filibuster sos the minorty kin keep the majorty frum runnin over it. them publicans used it well, even mr frist who lacks to tell the lie that twuznt never used befor now even tho he wuz a'usin it in 2000 his own self! (kin it be that lyin n hypocrussy are cunsidderd good qualities fer publicans to have?):

On March 8, 2000, thirteen Senators, all of whom were Republicans, attempted to filibuster Marsha Berzon for U.S. Circuit judge. You can read the roll call vote right here. Eight of these Seantors are currently in the United States Senate: Allard (CO), Brownback (KS), Bunning (KY), Craig (ID), DeWine (OH), Enzi (WY), Inhofe (OK) and Shelby (AL). None of these eight have expressed opposition to the elimination of judicial filibusters, a practice they themselves once tried to engage in. Later that same day, those same thirteen Senators, in addition to Senator Bill Frist, attempted to filibuster the nomination of Richard Paez to US Circuit Judge. You can read the roll call vote on that one here.

so i reckon twuz a bit of a sprize to read this poll.

fotos of buddy don: walkin to chinatown

pitchers frum yesterdys walk to chinatown: click on em to see em full size:


famus pizza place with buddy don in refleckshun


matt umanovs guitars


whuts that noise?


rats of man hattan


three flyin fish


fish fer sale


puck on the puck buildin


pick nick in man hattan


homeless in man hattan


kamwo: whar we wuz a'goin to pick up them erbs


astor likker store: whar we went fer sum malt medicin

cogitayshun of buddy don: even god caint proov thay aint no god

i tole ye yesterdy bout havin dinner with a frien of mine on fridy, witch he used to be mayhap the bes riter i knew n i been lucky a nuff to know a passel of em.

innywho, hes always been a verr devout soul n a bleever in god. but he started a'gittin that bi-polar cyckle of mania follerd by deepresshun frum relijun n god, even tho i never met a more spiritchul feller. but faith wuz a torment to im so he had give it up, dint go to church no more, dint even bleeve in god. he talked on bout the change in faith, even called hisself a 'atheist' a time or two. he sed the hole thang wuz baggage he dint need to be a'totin round everwhar with im, that kinda thang.

i reckun i wuz jes as sprized as he wuz whenever i disagreed with im n sed i dint bleeve thay wuz inny way fer a honest thankin person to be a atheist. when he ast me why, i splained it thisaway:

ifn ye wonted to proov thay aint no god, ye wood have to proov a negative, witch taint sumthin that kin be dun. jes ast them iraqis who claimed they dint have no wmd but couldnt proov it on a counta how ye caint proov a negativ. (wunder did we larn that we wuz astin fer proof nobidy could pervide?)

but ifn ye wuz still a'gone try to proov they aint no god, then ye wood need to know fer sartin whut god wood look ifn he, she, it or them wuz here, thar, innywhar, or everwhar. corse, since yer trine to proov that god dont eggzist, ifn ye knew whut he, she, it or them looked lack, then ye wooda dun add mitted he, she, it or them eggzists. (ye wood half to fall back on arguin that gods dead or sumthin.)

so ye caint know whut god wood look lack. that means ye wood half to proov thay aint no god by a process of eliminayshun. fer that ye wood half to know how everthang that they is in the hole universe is spozed to be, assumin it aint god. in uther wurds, ye wood half to be omnishunt.

then ye wood half to check everthang that wuz innywhar to make shore everthang wuz jes itself n not god. not only that, but ye wood half to doot everwhar at once to make shore god wuznt a'hidin, say, in the milky way whilst ye wuz a checkin the sc spiral galaxy m100. that means ye wood half to be omnipresent.

then to make shore god hadnt died at sum point, ye wood half to check thru out all time, frum the verr beginnin (if inny) to the verr end (if inny). that means ye wood half to be eternull.

now ifn ye wuz omnishunt, omnipresnut n eternull, woodnt ye be god?

my frien seem lack he dint have a reddy anser, so he tuck a few bites of pasta n chewd fer a bit. then he ast me wuz i a'sayin that to proov thay aint no god, ye wood half to be god?

i tole im that wernt it. whut i meant wuz: even god his ownself couldnt proov thay aint no god on a counta he wood be god n his eggzistunts wood disproove the claim that thay aint no god. n ifn god couldnt proov thay aint no god, then how could a lesser bein doot? how could eethur one of us doot?

we had a lil chuckle n ponderd it in futher conversayshun over coffee n deesert till we sumhow cum to sumthin we bofus recolleckted a'hearin even ifn we caint say whar. twuz how gautama buddha had tole one of his deeciples that pondern the questchun of whuther thays a god or not tends not to lead to enlitenment.

i count it as a blessin that my mind aint plagued by the questchun of whuther thay is a god or not. i wish the same fer my good frien. but seems to me lack the questchun of whuther thay is a god or not -- witch, thats the questchun of whuther innythang means innythang -- i bleeve that questchuns a'doggin im everday even ifn he claims he dont bleeve nuthin.

cogitayshun of buddy don: dinner with a frien

las nite i had dinner with a frien of mine, witch hes a nuther riter i know. lease he used to be a riter. thang is how his ritin wuz a'killin im by makin im so hi one day n then leevin im deep in deepresshun the nex, witch folks call that 'bi poler cundishun' n i reckon mos folks has it to sum degree.

we been friens a long time n i dun read a heap of his books n hes red near everthang ive writ so twuz a sad sprize whenever he tole me he had give up ritin. twernt innerestin to im no more. he had to git im on sum lithium to keep frum ridin them ups n downs.

i couldnt hep but ast im dint he miss it? n wuz it wurth it to be cuntent ifn ye wuznt ritin no more. he tole me twuz a questchun bout the rong subjeck so i ast im whut the rite subjeck wuz.

'Life or death. And I prefer life.'

we talked on minny a topick after that till twuz time fer im to git to grand central to bord his train. then i walked back cross town a'wundern whuther he had made a good trade, wundern whuther i wood make the same trade ifn i larnt that them migraines wuz caused by ritin. wood it be wurth it to keep ritin?

treetment of buddy don: bitter erbs

sumday i plan to rite a cumpar n contrast essay bout the differntses twixt westurn n easturn medicin. but i will say this fer now. frank butler of soho herbs n acupuncture hit paydirt furst time he perscribed erbs fer me. once i larnt how to cook em, they wurked jes fine. corse they cost a good $7 per day to buy em n two hours to cook em. but they wurked n i dint have a sangle symptum the hole time i wuz a'takin em.

that wooda dun it fer westurn medicin. fack is, thar satisfied with givin me zomig to keep me frum barfin. ifn the zomig dont wurk, they dun give me syringes n sum stuff name of raglan. no matter whut, they know they need to stop the vomitin.

but that aint good a nuff fer frank. he sed keepin me on them erbs wood jes be treetin the symptums n not eliminatin the cause. he sed twuz lack we are in a leaky boat. with them furst erbs, we gut us a way of bailin out so we dont go under. but we caint bail ferever. in sted, we gut to repair the hole in the boat. n fer that, he needs to move me frum one erbull recipe to a nuther.

the idee is to see whut them recipes have in common that mite make em wurk. each recipe has a number of differnt erbs. frum one recipe to a nuther, sum erbs dont change. by trackin witch recipes wurk n witch dont, he kin figger out whut the real problem is n stop it thar. once thats dun, he sed i woodnt need no more erbs.

so todays erbs is as bitter as kin be, moren coffee. but they wurk, and that aint nuthin but sweet.

finely, as ye kin planely see, whut that gua sha treetment dun to my back is a'healin up jes fine:

treetment of buddy don: fadin into new erbs

mis bd went over to chinatown to git a new bunch of erbs fer me yesterdy. i cooked em las nite in hopes i wood be well today, witch tiz a deelite to say i feel grate this mornin n dint have the lease temptayshun to vomit. so ima gone back to wurk, witch twill be grate to be thar tho i aint gut no doubt bout how far behind ima gone be. but thats movin up to a better problem than i had whenever i wuz a'lyin in the fog/sleep of zomig hopin i woodnt start barfin.

not only that, but ye kin see how the results of that gua sha has alreddy faded, witch frank butler sed they wood:



tiz also amazin to me how they rubbed mos ever part of my back, but the red stuff (they call that 'sha') only cum up on parts of my back. heres a closer look:



caint make no promisses on a counta how i caint perdick frum one day to the nex how ima gone feel, but i hope i kin put together a chaptur fer tomorrow. at the moment, im happy jes to be feelin this good this late in the mornin.

treetment of buddy don: rubbed raw by gua sha

frank butler, that ackupunkchurist i go see, really wurked me over yesterdy evenin. he figgerd he wuz close with them erbs but when he gits it rite, twill git rid of the problem fer good n i wont be takin erbs everday. but we aint quite that far along. the urge to vomit is so grate that i kin barely thank of nuthin else. this here note is writ jes befor i drop back into the oblivion of zomig agin on a counta how im rite on the edge. furst a cuple pitchers of the gua sha treetment i wuz give yesterdy.

furst thays the hole back:



as ye kin see, they rubbed me up purty good a'usin sum stangin oil n a piece of smooth porcelun. spozedly ifn yer helthy, dont nuthin cum up but a lil pinkness. as ye kin see, i aint that healthy yet, witch heres a close up:



it hurt lack the devil while they wuz a'rubbin on me, witch it tuck two of em to keep it up till they gut everthang to cum up. sposedly the darker stuff is older than the paler. tiz also spozed to stop a feller frum feelin lack he needs to upchuck, but it dint wurk cumpletely lack that. i wuz on zomig durin the meetin so ye couldnt hardly tell, but this mornin i am rite on the edge.

later today miz bd is a'gone go get the new erbs, witch thays bof a new n a ole mix, the new in hopes it wurks so i kin git closer to a cure of this thang, the ole in case the new dont wurk, witch im a'prayin twill. rite now ima gone shoot sum zomig up my nose n go back to sleep.

mizry of buddy don: it just dont wonta stop

i gut up this mornin thankin i wuz in fer a good day. last nite the ancient method left me ringin wet with sweat n i figgerd twuz over. then when i woke up this mornin, i had to vomit furst thang. that ackupunkchurist wonts to wean me off them erbs, but so far i been sick everday i aint had em but one. i see im today n hope he kin put me rite agin.

wurst thang bout these migraines, assumin ye kin stop the vomitin: the days jes drop rite outta life, turnin into a dark oblivion in bed.

mizry of buddy don: sick all weekend

wish i could rite more, but ima gone take that zomig n pass out fer the day. ever since i wuz tuck off them erbs i wuz a'usin, i been sick. twuz a hard weekend n now i caint stop wontin to vomit.

i had hoped to putt up a nuther chaptur, but i caint even thank bout ritin.

resolve of buddy don: attackin this here migraine afor it attacks me

yesterdy i wuz on vacayshun but had the auras of a migrain a cummin on so i could git myself to blog. today tiz wurser on a counta tiz the tender patch on my head, witch thatn preceds the wurse kinda migraines by bout a day. so me n miz bd is attackin furst, s'usin that ancient method i dun menchuned tuther day. tiz frusteraytin since i gut so much on life n pinions id lack to be ritin, but mayhap thisll wurk. i jes drunk them erbs with sum hot food n hot tea. now ima gone lie down n hope fer that fever to cum.