I’m walking on Pico Blvd Friday afternoon when a stream of urine appears in front of me. I trace the stream to its source — it is a black boy, about nine years of age, pissing out from the bus stop.<\/p>\n
The sheer comedy of the moment seizes me and I look the kid in the eye and give him a goofy grin.<\/p>\n
Immediately, the boy and his friend start accusing me of being gay.<\/p>\n
Ashamed and frightened, I hurry on my way.<\/p>\n
I must learn to control my reactions when I encounter people urinating in public.<\/p>\n
D. emails: “Sunny Jim, those young lads weren’t “accusing” you of anything. They were simply stating an obvious fact. You’re a bloody ponce. A poof. A fair-dinkum abomination to your mum and me.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I’m walking on Pico Blvd Friday afternoon when a stream of urine appears in front of me. I trace the stream to its source — it is a black boy, about nine years of age, pissing out from the bus … Continue reading