As a black man that one day wishes to have a son to carry on the surname Young, there is a talk that I must have with my son(s) that the mere thought of I dread.[i] The awkward conversation that I speak of is not the one about sex. It is not the one about why you shouldn’t listen to Drake. It is the conversation about how to deal with law enforcement that fills me with unreasonable amounts of dread. The dread stems from the fact that unlike the talks about sex and the evils of listening to Aubrey the law enforcement talks shouldn’t be necessary.[ii] Continue reading
Monthly Archives: March 2012
So this is my de facto 200th blog post. I call it “de facto” because my foray into this here started on Tuesday, March 29th 2005 when I sat down at my desk buried deep within the law library of the firm that I worked for, opened my Hotmail account, composed an e-mail with the subject line “Random Thoughts: Yes, it’s a slow day at the job”. I added a bunch of friends and family into the address line and clicked the send button. I did 20 or so of these e-mail and they don’t officially county for jack but I think they were still important because I put a bunch of crazy into the world and no one who received one of these e-mails didn’t try to have me sent to the booby hatch.