So Daryl Gates is dead.
Am I the only one who immediately had Ice Cube's "Wicked" on a loop in my head?
Doin' Daryl Gates but is Willie Williams
Down with the pilgrims?
When E and I first started dating, he made me a few mix tapes and one of them had Ice Cube's The Predator on it. I still get all dreamy-eyed thinking about that time, Stalking . . . Walkin in my big black boots.
Which I know is weird, because that was a shitastic time for this country. As much as I like to think that I am a pessimistic, worldly, smart person, I also somehow expect the best of people. I still cannot believe that things like this [the whole Rodney King/police trial imbroglio] happen with alarming regularity. It disappoints me, and makes me feel bad.
So instead, I'll just listen to Wicked and think of how E made me a mix tape and the googly feelings our new relationship gave me.
You are probably the only person on Earth who got a warm squishy feeling upon hearing the name "Daryl Gates."
ReplyDeleteI think you might be right. At least his name brings joy to SOMEONE.
ReplyDeleteI also wonder if they'll play Ice Cube as the music for his funeral. FUN!