By Coleman Cox
Some people say that you shouldn’t interview the cocaine crazed cholo at the end of your street. Some other, less motivated, mainstream journalists might scoff at the idea. Hell, some websites wouldn’t even post something like that.
“It’s a bad idea.” They say. “Don’t push buttons that don’t need to be pushed!” They warn. “Get out of my house! I don’t have anything valuable!” they plead. Well, I know better. I won’t be scared by their warnings. Their childish worries. Their threats to call the police if I don’t put some pants on and get out of their house. Then they get all mad when I steal their pants.
I’m not that type of journalist. I don’t listen to those people. I don’t listen to common sense, no matter how common. I don’t care about your opinions. And on top of all that, I’m lucky enough to know one site with the cajones and foresight to get this information out. Continue reading