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White RiotTime stands still. It allows us a gap to exit or to enter the theater of the world. Like when your cassette player eats a tape while you’re driving. Everything stops. Life remains frozen as you carefully extricate the tape from the maw of the player. The passengers of the vehicle collectively holding their breath until the tension dissipates as the condition of the cassette is revealed. Is it all right? Can it be saved?
I bet riots are like that, too.
Riots come in many shapes and sizes. From the property-damaging rampages of drunken sporting fans—yes, Detroit and Vancouver, I’m talking about you—to misguided acts of civil disobedience. I’m Sid and you’re listening to KQRL 89.9. It is now 2:33 in the morning.
This isn’t the bread line riots, or the coal miner strikes, the
