Black Cars & Black Men

The house just across the street and to the East is now occupied with very big black men, their cars are very big too, macho trucks with big wheels and black have been parked in front of the house for more than a week. The men only come out on occasion to greet a new arriving black man with his big black car and all the black men are as big as their black cars.

I would say the men are holed up. A petite young white woman brings in bottled water and groceries but they never come out to assist her in hauling in the groceries or the water. All the men wear black clothing too. Black on black on black, in a gray house with a white woman that delivers food and water stays the night and leaves for a few days before returning.

Now, in some hoods this would seem strange, and I too think it odd, but this hood is full of oddities. Mean Queen and Daddy in the Palace next door. The villiage idiot in back. Hag next to him and then Drag Queen and the Jihad Party Boys and Trans. But for a real sinsister mix, Nothing tops them like Big Black Men in black cars with black clothes.

The lady across the street from us has moved her children to the other side of her house in fear of flying bullets. And I too have wondered about that, ever since the day the Big Black Men moved in and sheriffs showed up in armor and guns strapped on. When I asked one, if everything was okay he gave me the same answer as Japan's prime minister. "Everything is fine, as long as you stay indoors." They were there for hours that day and the next but have since left. Apparently to go indoors.