Pestilence: June 2007 Archives

I just clicked "publish" on my previous post, read it a few times, and then realized I needed to make another post. Rebate!

See, I implied that the blood of the dead -- in this case, the death toll related to the Iraq festivities -- was on the hands of the pro-war crowd. It is, and it isn't. I've been sitting around, walking around, drinking around, not sleeping around, the idea of culpability. It's easy for all of us to blame other people for our failings as a human race. In the case of Iraq, it's easy to blame Bush, then to blame the 583 people in Florida who punched a chad for him, then to blame all the democrats who voted to give him carte blanche, then to blame the press for not covering it right, but that's an incorrect line to walk on.

You want to know who's at fault for all the dead?

As I was walking around Redmond this afternoon, I noticed that the town is populated almost entirely by 28-58 year old white and Indian people. Some of the whites are European, some are classic American whiteneck and redneck, but it's a pretty goddamn whitebread town. There is an element, though, which makes little sense to me.

Is it the proximity to a major West Coast urban area? Redmond has a bunch of whugs cruising around. What's a whug? A white person who tries to look like a black gansta-rapper-emulating thug, that's what it is. I saw a man walking with a fat white woman today (it was 65 degrees and sunny), and this man was clad entirely in black winter wear, with a big, puffy segmented coat (not unlike Goretex George from The Dinner Party) and a pair of sagging athletic warmup pants. On his head, he donned a white bandana, folded to cover his head like a beanie and put two knots at each of his temples. Weird!

However, not an isolated case. Whugs are always walking around Redmond during the daytime, at the Town Center, at various 7-11s, and definitely at the fast food joints. I don't understand why there are whugs in Redmond, and I similarly don't understand what it is that they do here. There's no night life, no stoops, no record stores, and only one or two tobacconists. If anyone can shed light, feel free, but for now... I remain perplexed!