1. People, trying to be cool (their’s, or their time’s definition of cool) and… well, they just can’t succeed.
2. 15% of the white people. Who matters, understands. The others… do not matter.
3. Yes. I’d love to [sell everything I have and] buy a caravan and take the rest of my days on Earth off… with a driver. THE Driver, my half. Or, if he’s not ready for that… any driver. Just someone who takes you anywhere you want to, anytime you want to, and never asks “why”.
I bet if all of these were typography on a whatever blurred picture, the impact would’ve been huge. Grin.