Bionic Teutonic

My bus ride lately seems to have gotten crazier in the last week or so. And by the bus ride, I really mean the people on it. I don’t know if it’s the rain or what, but there has been a steady stream of nut jobs during my morning commute. Maybe they prefer walk when the weather is nice, so I’m normally spared? Today I sat next to somebody who kept saying “the BUS!” at random intervals. Yes…we are on a bus….thanks for the update. Besides the out-and-out crazies, there also seems to be an increase in the number of loud talkers on the bus. The people who for some reason can’t keep their conversations below the level of a shouting match. This confuses me this early in the day. When people shout, I generally assume that some sort of confrontation is occurring, but no - apparently they are simply discussing how “black women in Georgia just look different than black women up here”. This is apparently “due to slavery”, as apparently the black women in Seattle come from a lineage that somehow managed to escape the bonds of slavery, which as we all know has a dramatic effect on one’s genetics. Apparently.

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