very few know how evil this country is. most will admit that we make some mistakes, or that some of our presidents have been bad, but fundamentally, they think we live in a great society. if only it were so.

two great men were born on this day. both ho chi minh and malcolm x were born on may 19th. both had short stints in boston. in fact, both worked in local hotels. malcolm was a petty hustler in his beantown days, ho a young scholar of distinction. they turned out to be two of the greats. millions of children went to school today, and i know that very few will learn about these men on this day. i suppose that proves just how great they were.

james moody could play the shit out of a sax.

one of our kids struggled with the mcas for close to four hours. and he's got to do it all over again starting tomorrow. hey, just leave these fucking kids alone! it's not like what we are teaching them means anything anyway.

there has to be more to life than rooting against the lakers and the celtics. at least i hope there is.

sometimes i wish that i cared about the things that everybody else cares about. but only for a few seconds.

i would like to move, but it requires moving.

the warm weather is here. time to brace myself for half nude mediocrities strutting all over town. at least i haven't seen an obese white girl with no figure yet. but i will. this ain't boston for nothing.

seeing the celtics lose almost proves that god exists. almost. then i listen to the guys on the other team, remember that they are all wildly overpaid, and get pissed all over again.

hey life ain't fun unless you're angry over meaningless shit.