Screaming Into the Fog

I knit this last year. I ride for Meg. I still ride for Meg.

All the ME’s know their fridge, and love their fridge, and take personal offense if the people using it don’t keep things clean and orderly. But we have one ME that also does powerlifting, and he just takes his fridge with him to where he’s working in the building. Like if he’s doing repairs in the basement, he carries his big red fridge down the stairs and if he’s working in one of the lab wings, he’ll carry it up the stairs and if he’s machining parts, he even carries the fridge across the street to the machine shop.

It’s incredible.

Two points.

1. I am pretty sure he doesn’t want to fuck the fridge. It’s more like his pet dog. His little buddy. He always talks to it like he’s a coach and it’s his dumb but incredibly talented star quarterback. I have this weird theory that he’s emulating a role model from his past, and while doing so, displaces his own personality onto the fridge. Which is fascinating from a psychoanalysis aspect and maybe a therian one too. Maybe all powerlifters just have fridgesonas that they’re trying to become.

Wii Graphics

Not mine, if you are the owner please ask if you would like credit/removal.

Nintendo DS + 3DS Graphics

Not mine, if you are the owner please ask if you would like credit/removal.

And even when he did march in suits?

And, of course, he was assassinated anyway.

MLK was a Baptist minister and the leader of civil rights organisations like the Southern Christian Leadership Conference and the only reason that a guy like that wouldn't be wearing a suit is because he was Black and thus, regardless of all his other accomplishments, expected to dress in a way that did not convey authority over white people. In public he and all Black people were expected to dress in a way that conveyed subservience, not authority. His suit was a claim to equality to similar white church leaders and people were not pissed off at him despite that, but because of it.

No kitty can resist a ball of yarn