A longtime reader from Austin sent this cryptic video. There was no description. The words in the video speaks for itself but ultimately raise several questions.
The video is completely safe for work, as long as you work out at sea, as a prison guard, or as a Division II baseball coach. Otherwise, not so much.
Aside from the obvious culture clash occuring (and unintentional comedy), a deep sadness permeates this whole thing. Who does she want to bump with? What happened on the school yard to provoke this? And where the hell was the assistant principal when this all went down? I think this coverup is only going to get worse.
The influence of street culture permeates isotropically.
Consider this scenario out west in Los Angeles. Apparently, rival paparazzi agencies are now arming Bloods and Crips with cameras to get premium shots of Britney Spears. Terms such as 'drive by shooting' are being used in new contexts. Of course this couldn't be another case of Los Angeles fear, paranoia, and misrepresentation. Somewhere in the background Mike Davis is taking notes.
The Twilight's Last Gleaming
Longtime OTS reader and San Antonio champion Ben Lynn recently left town for The Land of Oz the Emerald City.
On Sunday at San Pedro Park a memorial kickball game occured. Dogs, guitars, frisbees all intermingled. Bogged down in books I showed up late but in time for dramatic photographic lighting.
To the west the sun finally fell and people drifted away. A 2 liter of Coke was left behind for the next group of explorers.
It was a fitting point of departure - the literal birth springs of San Antonio. Cabeza de Vaca may have first stayed here in 1535. 473 years later we played kickball.
A scene from the road, heading west towards Marfa, Texas.
Here, Ben takes time from the road to reflect on the nature of San Antonio. Much of what defines it is through what it lacks, which then begins the question of how to make it whole. A perpetual San Antonio cycle.