First, I think having an “N-Word Summit” is a GREAT idea, so great I’ll be including a special letter to Sam in the little zine I’m working on (hashtag SERIAL KILLER SUMMER!) imploring him to allow me to participate–not to make money, of course, like Sam does by telling jokes and selling dick-chew, but to alleviate all the rage-energy I have after being a failure at properly monetizing edgy racist language for loot.
I try to not go full BUTTHURT like this unless I have a local angle, and an aggrieved black man recently went to Reddit to say he got looks in Missoula that made him sad.
Obviously, being interested in the commentary around this post, I combed through it, since curating local perspectives is one of the many benefits of the local work I do, and THIS one seemed quite relevant:
Also in the upcoming zine I’ll be peddling somewhere in this valley I’m legally obligated NOT to leave without permission, I’m mixing excerpts from LYNCH ON LYNCH, a fascinating book I just acquired, along with some interesting data points about Montana’s history with serial killing that should get all you “true crime” obsessives wondering HOW Montana came to be such a great place to kill people.
Shire-Reeves, I’m looking at YOU!
Thanks for reading.
