*"Not Insane"

I had planned before things got seriously out of hand to hold a one person "Witness for Sanity". Not for peace gimme a break. I'm talking just plain don't eat your baby or bark at the moon sanity.

For now I've put the idea aside. As I say things having got so insanely out of hand all over the place. Also I these days could get shot 49 times in the back for my troubles.

I mean after all I would be holding a paper leaflet saying "Stop being Nuts".

Cops could claim "Justifiable Homicide" for sure. Can't have old retired Negro Queers preaching that stuff around town. I mean what if it caught on. Who would buy all that backed up inventory of heroin assorted opioids, and 3-D porn in them NSA warehouses.

Be reasonable.

Well anyway as ya recalls I was going to hold this love fest at the Gandhi statue in Union Square lower Manhattan. This used to be a rough scary area. Now it's all hyper-white, and gentrified. Matter of fact it's probably too expensive for the likes of me to even walk on these days. Still for old time sakes I wanted to go back to one of my old haunts for this.

"Witness for Sanity"

I thought this was something everyone across all barriers might get with. I mean who wants some nutter running up to bite them on the ankle or piss on their shoes. It's not like I'm saying to be nice or have peace. That bleep is 'never' happening. Just don't be so fucking nuts.

Sounds reasonable much like not getting shot with them 49 bullets for just standing around. 'Way I see it we needs to take this thing one step at a time. First,...stop crapping in old phone booths. Then try not to shoot up so much. After that world peace.

Alright needs more work.

I'll get back to you.

*( "Not Insane",...Fire Sign Theatre 1972)