The faeries did take note of Cruithne's post, and LK! They did see that his naive impression needed correcting. Noting his statement that he had observed only urban black youths indulging in certain types of anti-social behavior, the faeries in their typically mischievous manner arranged an enlightening (though unpleasant) experience for Cruithne.
As he has tended to do in the evenings before sunset, Cruithne retired to a certain public park to read and digest his dinner. At the park were a gaggle of white youths, three males and a female (evidently the sex toy of one of the males). As time progressed, they got louder and more obnoxious. Eventually, with the shattering of a quart beer bottle on the concrete, it became evident that their obnoxiousness was party driven by alcohol. Cruithne left, as did a famiy who had come to enjoy a picnic in the park. Cruithne entertained the idea of caing the police, but decided against it.
Later, in the dark pof the wee hours after midnight, the faeries whispered to Cruithne, "Young white males and black are equally poisoned by testosterone" - the hormone which, as the brilliant philosopher Ken Wilber points out, drives humans to "f*ck it or kill it." And since young men these days are denied what might be deemed "healthy" sex & violence outlets, their testosterone poisoning expresses itself anti-socially. Other thoughts that came to mind included:
Christianity killed the old myths, legends, and storied, gods and heroes. Then science killed the Christian God. Who and where are their role models?
I imagined these kids as wearing giant rectums where their heads should have been, like cats displaying their "Vote for Bush" buttons, as the joke that was going around during the election put it; only these buttons said, "My parents voted for Dubya AND his daddy; are proud of the fact; and will turn out to vote for any other Bush who cares to run for President. Brother Jeb, where art thou?"
Cruithne