Instances of Discrimination I went to the San Francisco chapter of 2600 last night(20081205). I got to the meeting place about 1915 hours, it was just in time for me to see the group leaving to get food so I was able to follow them and catch up with them. It was not until I overtook someone enough for me to be in their field of vision did anyone know I was there.
In my backpack was my latest creation, that which I am now calling WTF the Movie for that audience. For the Autistic audience I call it "Thinking In Moving Pictures the Movie". When talking to Chemists I call it my Kekule Experience.

This was something I am going to use to expose the discriminatory behavior I experienced while at Hayward State. In China they put poets in prison as it is their words which are most powerful. That is where they put you if they don't like your ideas and they can tell that a lot of the populace is going to like your ideas. For that reason I wrote some myself.

On the way I had stopped at Taco Bell and got a burrito and a cup of ice. When I walked into Schroeder's with it I was accosted by a character apparently a bouncer who intercepted me saying "I want you out of here" or something similar. I walked over to the cash register which was close by where Stephan, I think that is his name, who I think is the manager, was standing "Does this guy work for you? Will you tell him to fuck off?"

I worked in a restaurant for 14 years "No outside food", "Excuse me sir, you may not bring that in here" is what we would tell people who try to bring food into the restaurant. Besides delivering the pizzas and doing all the electrical work that the restaurant needed I also acted as an ad hoc bouncer and security person dealing with harassments, assaults and thefts.

I ask him to tell him to fuck off a second time before he gives me the nod. "He doesn't know you" said Stephan, I listened to the fellow whine about having a cup of ice in my hand, I ask him "Hold out your hand", I was going to dump the ice in it, he says no, I turn and walk away and dump the ice out in a glass at the barmaids station and head back to the back room where the group is assembled.

Sorry Stephan, you don't know me either

This follows a pattern an instance of which is my ancestors being marched North from Baden WŸrtemburg in 1792 in what was then Austria and is now in Germany to the coast and put on a boat.
This is not the first time someone has tried to get me ejected from Schroeder's
That time was not the first time in the city.
If the other instance in Schroeder's was more than a year ago then this instance is not the first time this year in this state, having been approached by security at the Sin_Club in San Diego during toorcon week end.
I add my own words of what I think the situation was from my own experience of the world: "Get the fuck off the Continent you fuckin' weirdo, take your religion with you"

As a consequence I find myself in California where all 8 of my grandparents were in the 1850's my grandfather and both my grandsons were born in San Francisco and I'll be damned if I will let some jerkoff fresh working in the restaurant think that he is going to influence my agenda