Life, Or a Reasonable Facsimile

Tchaikovsky Sounds Funny

Never underestimate the power of the youth of America to reason. They are the future of our society. Which will probably explain decades from now why we are an impoverished country looking up to more superior countries such as China, India, and Independent Nation of Maine.

An African American woman—and, I do wish to stress that this was an African American woman and that I am a Caucasian male—put her photo ID on a counter while making a purchase. For reasons known only to him, the young cashier picked up her ID. Maybe he thought someone earlier had left it behind. The casher looked at the photograph on the ID—and I do wish to stress that he looked at the photograph—and then he looked at the African American woman and at me—and I do wish to remind readers that the woman is an African American woman and I am a male Caucasian—and then he said to me “Sir, is this yours?”

Which leads to me to one and only possible reaction I should have: since when am I a sir?