Thursday, June 26, 2025

Threads: Railroading The Truth

 

We live in a Post-Truth hell.

I was arrested for joy riding but the accused's name was Ndugu, who is a 12yo black boy. I'm old and white.

Officer was tall African laughing whole time. Turns out his son is the perp.


A girl I once failed testified my name is Ndugu.

I had stress seizures in my cell. Guards took bets when I'd die.

Priest asked my final prayer. "Dear God, I have needs You do not know."

Enraged, the priest said I deserve to suffer and therefor live. That's how I got released.
 
 

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