This Is How I Juneteenth

by Travis Mateer

How long could I handle the Juneteenth festivities at Fort Missoula today? That was one of the questions I sought to answer on this 19th day of June. The other question I posed to the Missoula Organization of Realtors, but you’re gonna have to wait until tomorrow to find out if having gay sex improves one’s chances of getting into subsidized housing.

The answer to the first question turned out to be less than 10 minutes. Why? Because first this race-shaming twat attempted a polite hello, then I saw our placeholder Mayor. Maybe it was the vigorous biking and lack of food, but seeing these two white men had me suddenly feeling nauseous.

I had two conversations at this POLITICAL event for our placeholder Mayor. One was with a young woman who looked like a reporter, but was actually doing some marketing work for the University of Montana. The other was with Martin Charlo and some white dude who I’m sure is important.

Here’s an image of Martin Charlo I screen-shot for this post about Dave Strohmaier’s train obsession:

I asked Martin Charlo and the white guy if they had ever heard the name Sean Stevenson or Johnny Lee Perry. They had not, so I gave them a quick education about those two dead black men, in addition to mentioning the mysterious deaths of Joey Thompson and Rebekah Barsotti.

That was all I could handle, so I left the event to give Sean’s sister an update on the maddening antics of Missoula’s politically opportunistic virtue signalers, then I biked to the Big Dipper, where our Mayor announced his candidacy to get elected FOR REAL, for some ice cream.

This delicious espresso ice cream milkshake was just what I needed to give me the fortitude for my gay sex inquiry at MOR, but not before I educated the ice-cream slingers about dead black men in Missoula on this PROUD Juneteenth day celebrating FREEDOM!

My day of productive inquiries was done by 2pm, so I had time to put toward working on my own personal housing challenges AND the fun fact TWO cars decided to stop working for me now! It’s a good thing I’m such an adept user of multi-modal transportation!

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Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for tomorrow’s very colorful post about rainbows.

About Travis Mateer

I'm an artist and citizen journalist living and writing in Montana. You can contact me here: willskink at yahoo dot com
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