Son

 
With the world the way it is, I
don’t understand how anyone
with a sports page and three
dollars can have two cents. It’s
a damn shame, I’d say, that
more people don’t carry their
selves along like a sensible
American. A damn shame.
Especially with all of this
god-blessed land moving out
and forsaking everything
they can lay their hands
on. Nothing is sacred, but
more important, it’s sacred that
nothing is sacred. The whole
world’s ass-backward, and
think they’re on the straight-
and-narrow. Son, your
face doesn’t say a thing your
tattoos don’t say already.
But it’s so very important in this
life that everyone live, and
that’s what’s killing every
last one of us. Damn.
A purple truck ain’t no
way to go through life,
Son.