I’ve worked the east coast for nearly five decades. For four of those decades I had no time to process the massive volume of data my senses were gathering. There were many stretches of time where I was being run into the ground and was so overwhelmed that I presented as someone I was not.
I was a circus animal. Bred in captivity, and then unteathered in increments to hunt for Red October, or be hunted by other MIC creations. My life was managed on a need to know basis, and as such deemed that I did not need to, but I did.
There was no Frank Sinatra, pulling me out. In fact, I chose to stay in.I chose to stay in because I was playing a long game, and I had to be in it to win it. I had to be alive to win it. I wanted to know, not just what I was allowed to, I wanted to answer all the journalistic questions. I was, at 13, already a photojournalist.
The camera was a not the Swinger which sold for nineteen dollars and ninety five cents. It was a battleship grey version, larger and more expensive. This was the MIC, and my dream had been to shoot a robbery in progress at Fox’s Foodtown, with the Swinger.
I had no desire to apprehend the perpetrators, my dream was just to be there at Fox’s to make that shot. I still remember the angle and distance to the doors from where I dreamed that I would make that image, five decades later.
Cummings is a lawyer, a good man, and a patriot no doubt, but simply wrong. We can do better, yes, but we are not better. As a creature born and raised in the belly of that beast, the MIC, I can publish with absolute certainty that Congressman Cummings is wrong. We are not better than the burned out city of Baltimore, or the Crime family that occupies the White House, in fact we are worse.
I have, in my decades of only partially processed field experiences, not seen a better America then I saw yesterday. What appeared to disgust Cummings so much was old news to me and the tens of millions of people around the world who know we are not better than this.
I believe, and am fearlessly optimistic that we can be better than what we are, as individuals and as a humanity, but we are not better than the obviously greedy, deluded, scared and angry participants gathered at that hearing. The images yesterday were better, and far more satisfying than the Foodtown Robbery Dream of my preteen years. I am proud of the resistance that is alive,well, and gathering steam.
I have never seen America greater. Impeach the mother fucker. Publish that...and keep publishing that until we are better than that.