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Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Letter to the Netizen Posse of Red Hot Justice

By Kyle Hemmings

This is hard for me to talk about. I mean, take that video for instance, the one that got passed around so much on the net. The woman in the video is middle-aged and Asian. She's wearing a plaid blouse, black leather skirt, and thick, extra thick stilettos. You might be saying, uhm, maybe something here doesn’t match. Maybe you’re saying a middle-aged woman in these thick stilettos and maybe black nylons makes you feel weird, cause you want to picture her as someone conservative, and I’m thinking like you up to this point. But let me finish, MopMySoul, let me finish. So the woman is standing next to a river, a peaceful river, blue as the color of what I imagine your eyes to be, or like maybe the kind of girl I’ve been looking for online. Now get this. The woman, who could be your mom, a woman who ironed your dresses and waited patiently until you graduated with top honors from prep school, bends down and gently, I mean ever so gently, picks up this black and white Siamese cat. You watch this video, and uhm, you see how this cat, sleepy eyed and pampered, is looking straight at you, as if to say, Take me home, wouldn’t you? I’m just so cute. Okay. Okay. So then this woman throws this kitty down and stomps it to death with her stiletto. Oh, fuck, you say, as you back away from the computer. How could this woman do this? She looks so kind and ordinary, the way your mother always looked so kind and ordinary, certainly not a monster, or some animal killer with years of pent up rage. And so you, a member of a human flesh-engine, a renrou sousuo yinqing, will look for clues in this photo, something you and your other netizens can use to hunt her down, have her humiliated in public, have this kitty killer fired from her iron rice bowl of a government job that lasts until retirement and pays a pension until death. You will find that this woman lives in Jiamusi in the Heilougiiang Province and her name is Mingzhu. And you still can't fathom how this otherwise respectable woman could have done such a thing, a woman who resembles so closely your own mom. And I can't fathom it either. This was a woman who prepared meals for her family each day without fail, a woman who never lashed out at her husband, whose love dangled in front of her, always just out of reach, a woman who put up with the insults and negligence of her three grown children who moved to America. A woman just like someone you know. Like someone you know. You know...

Kyle Hemmings lives and works in New Jersey, where he skateboards, falls, and talks to absent-minded cab drivers. His work has been featured in Negative Suck, Blacklisted, Everyday Weirdness, and others.


Gay Degani said...

You are soaring these days, Mr. Hemmings. Great wonderful piece.

Note: my "word verification" is king1. Is that you?

Okay enough.