Tim Williams’ Flat-Out Aggression: Not The Jamaica You’re Thinking Of…

Tim Williams' Flat-Out Aggression Tim Williams' Flat-Out Aggression

Tim Williams’ Flat-Out Aggression

I sit here in agony — every painful minute passes by though it were a slow century of early times.

The crackle of the styrofoam cup in my hand is a welcome comfort, as steam burns off the cheap Spanish coffee.

El Salvadorian shops and food — reflect on gang signs — MS-13 as I dream and shop for an AR-15.

Is it worth the new laws?

Finger prints, felonies and registration by the state.

The cold grips, frozen wind — the girls are covered, their ghetto mouths, steaming lips painted, peering through their jet black eyes.

I watch the trains pull in — crossing — carrying humans like cattle.

What a fuckin’ drill. What a shit show. The grind is very real. It’s vicious, like a boat adrift on the open seas.

Infested with rats who turn on themselves out of starvation…

A ghost ship on a golden Coast.

Is the AR-15 worth it? In this day and age? In this time of turmoil, unrest and unhappiness?

Fuck yes.

I feel like something big is going to go down.

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