You see that video of that guy getting shot by police?”
“Which one?”
“The black guy.”
“Yeah…which one? The one in South Carolina?”
“Which one was that?”
“Dude who was running away.”
“No.”
“The one in Dallas?”
“Dallas?”
“Yeah. Think it was last year.”
“No, it just happened.”
“The one in Arizona? At the hotel?”
“Arizona? Maybe.”
“No, now that I think about it I think that guy was white. The one in Fresno?”
“No. White guy. Or Mexican I think.”
“I thought that was San Antonio?”
“Yeah, you could be right.”
“Dude in Arlington was black.”
“Virginia?”
“Texas.”
“No that one was last year. This one just happened.”
“St. Louis?”
“No, I think it was Ohio.”
“Tamir Rice? Dude, that was two years ago.”
“Was he that kid?”
“Yeah.”
“No, then maybe it wasn’t. This guy was older. Like a man. Just happened. C’mon, you know which one I’m talking about.”
“The guy over at the park by the beach?”
“In San Diego?”
“Yeah.”
“He was white. That was a while ago.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Sterling?”
“Who?”
“Guy in Louisiana.”
“The ‘I can’t breathe’ guy?”
“No, man. That was Eric Garner. Like two years ago.”
“Sterling’s the guy who was pinned to the ground.”
“Oh, yeah. I saw that one. No, this one was filmed by his girlfriend. She’s in the car.”
“Philando Castile! Minnesota—”
“And she’s talking into the camera while the cop’s pointing the gun in the car?”
“Yeah!”
“You see it?”
“Yeah.”
“What did you think?”
“Don’t know. It’s pretty screwed up.”
“Yep.”
“Want another beer?”
“Yeah.”
“What do you want?”
“Whatever. As long as it’s on you.”
“Hey, you hear about that mass shooting?”
“Which one?”
“The one in Orlando?”
“No.”
“The one in Los Angeles?”
“That the San Bernardino one?”
“No. This one, like, just happened.”
Could be any conversation, any where. Past, present or future.
