Comments by "bohemianwriter1" (@bohemianwriter1) on "5 Ways Being Poor Is A Crime In America" video.

  1. Ebony Miyota Travels do broaden your horizon. Kansas limited mine in some ways. Spent a year as an exchange student there 25 years ago. I learned something about the "values" that the Sarah Palins and the Louie Gohmert wants to impose. After that year, i have lived and worked in 6 countries and been to more than 25 countries. 40 countries all in all and counting.
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  2. Ebony Miyota Getting some good material to write my own saga these days. Kansas is a shit hole...I'm wondering which state is worse. Kansas or Oklahoma. Not much to say about that. Not your fault. I blame the Kochs, conservatism, religion and the WBC... Bill Hicks has made fun of Oklahoma. Wonder what he'd think of Kansas and differentiate between the two.I heard horror stories about Mississippi. And not just from the movies. As much as I despise Kansas and the majority of the fundies living there, at least Kansas doesn't have KKK. ;-) l heard they do tourism in Chernobyl these days. People can come and wander through a radio active ghost town. Enjoy your trip. And stay away from the fighting between the Ukrainians and the Russians ;-)
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  3. Ebony Miyota Like said...I lived on a corn farm. I got to practice my shooting...hunting for jack rabbits in the creek across the country road. (Once with the oldest grandson of Lars and Lozene - my host family when the oldest son came to visit). Come to think of it. The only one I think back on with affection, or someone I could call a real friend throughout that year was the farm dog - Tip. A large Collie (like Lassie) who would join me and guard my kill, and walk with me when I got my knee injured during football season... i would take the motor cross and ravage the cornfield (after harvest) while listening to ZZ Top or Bruce Springsteen, thinking of the next trip to another exchange student gathering. Why? Because I hated the school I went to. Later I have learned that my nemesis at that school also went in the army and fought in a war. Again...The urge to write the whole year down seems to sneak up on me here... But there's a block. Feels like I have a library to write, and limited time to do it, and my hands and head won't cooperate. Think I could use an acid trip or some magic mushrooms to get over whatever hangup that stops me. And now it seems I'm seeking counseling with Dr. Ruth :-) Being a writer and traveler is a lonely life... From my experience, Ozarks seems to be some sort of holiday spot. Plenty of lakes..Plenty of accommodation and touristy towns. Can't remember the name of the town we stayed at however. If I'm ever returning to USA, I'd want to see New York and the west coast. I've never been that far west. See a shaman.. perhaps a showdown in Main Street Horton, Ks. :-)
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  4. Ebony Miyota Oh, I forgot. I've been across state line to Colorado as well. There was an arranged ski trip with the program to Winter Park. I've seen what you just described. I found my favorite slope there: A black mogul slope called "The Norwegian". Some of us spent so much energy the first day that we risked altitude sickness. We were all ski enthusiasts, and was kids having Christmas and birthday at the same time. We forgot the altitude difference. If we didn't get better overnight, we risked being sent down to Denver and hospital. Luckily all of us got a bit better the next day, and told to take it easy. Which was...well...not so easy once we got used to the thin air...and took it easy the first half of the day..
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  5. Ebony Miyota That brings back a memory. Not about any tornado, but a lightning storm just a few days after I arrived at the farm. I stood in my bedroom with the lights out, and watched a spectacular show on the sky. Thinking I had arrived at "Indian land" taken over by Europeans. My host family were great. They were an elderly couple with three grown sons who had moved out. The father of the family was an old Norwegian immigrant who came there just after WW2. They let me have a few beers in the weekends after football season if I didn't go out to party with some of the other fellas. Little did I know at the time that Kansas was a cesspool of fundies. Of all the locals I have met, my host family was the least unreasonable ones. Though they didn't like me reading books about Native Americans. As if I wasn't a fan before, me going to USA was exactly to come closer to the Native Americans I have been fascinated by since I could read. What disgusts me today, is that I had to hide my literature from them. I mean, even my the high school I went to 25 years ago seemed to some extent reasonable in comparison to the madness that goes down in Kansas today. Not to mention the neighbor state Missouri we went to at least once a month for shopping. The closest city with a real mall and real shopping was St Joseph. I even went to Nebraska once and purchased Christmas presents there for some reason. Many memories comes here. It must be the THC I'm toking up.
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  6. Ebony Miyota I seem to communicate with some of these lovely creationists right here on the internet in the comment sections.I mean the self denying victims of progressive values. You're getting nostalgic you say? Holy! I'm right back in Kansas 25 years ago right now ;-) Even though my childhood fascination for USA has faded a bit, and my illusion were just that...USA is far more diverse than my notions of "cowboys & indians"... What fascinates me today is news, politics and the obsession with religion. I enjoy George Carlin tremendously, and would have tried as a comedian much earlier (if I should ever have done so) if I would have known about him sooner. A better commentary on the state of USA cannot be found. Not even in Tennessee Williams or Hunter S Thompson's books. Picture a pimpled 17 year old European who's already seen many countries going to the pool in the rural Horton Kansas being stared at by all the others who wonder who the fuck is that dude? As a swimmer, I took a professional dive in the pool, took some lapses, jumped up, and walks by himself to his blanket looking for his chewing tobacco. It was a weird experience. It was like walking into one of those 80's high school movies.... Did you live near Arkansas or Tennessee? We went on a trip with the senior class to the Ozarks for the weekend at the end of the school year. That was the weekend I really picked up the habit of smoking (cigarettes)...
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  7. caseybv74 Love the irony.... the suppressed rich christian white man....
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  8. Jason King And I just heard the chuckles from a certain Baltimore writer who died in the bar named Edgar Allen in a cemetery somewhere. Priceless!
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