Thursday, February 1, 2018

Conversations


Hey yall! One month in already!!?? Damn! Hope yall are back in the swing of mostin and putting in work towards big things in '18!

Avila Beach, CA - Office views. Well, lunch views.

Workflow - I get 20 miles in round trip
I've certainly found a groove out here in SLO that I've been riding, but I would be lying if I said I didn't miss the Bay everyday. We (the Bay) get(s) stereotyped as being inherently "progressive", like we just see all the fuckery of the rest of the country and strive to do better. Nah guy. The Bay is a place of inherent conflict: economical, racial, spacial, cultural. From this conflict, we are forced to have conversations that others don't, forced to be face to face with one another, and from here, the progress, the camaraderie, the unique culture arises. FOCHO embodies that for me.

I've met a lot of cool people out here, but I definitely miss the frequency that the Bay is on, how casually, yet articulately, people speak about life, about issues under the surface, the realness. This morning, I came across this conversation on when it is appropriate to call someone "racist", and journalism's role in making such an assertion. It reminded me of conversations with y'all, of chillin at home, and it's tight. It really amps up at the mid-point, when the psychologist brother comes on and breaks it down real proper. Given the political climate, where I am geographically, the year, the day (1st day of Black History Month!), I felt it was a good one to share.




Stay up yall!

L

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