You can sit on the street corner and watch people die just walking past you. Some guy’s coming down the street with a cane and a shopping bag and you know this cocksucker’s not going to be alive in two years. Then you see little babies being pushed in their carts who have no idea what the quality of their lives is going to be. It’s very … I don’t even know what I’m talking about. But that’s the kind of thing that impresses me right now.
Excerpted from “The Craftsman” by Scott Foundas,
LA Weekly, June 7, 2006