“I have been throwing up since I started running.”

I know, I know, I’m on vacation, but I can’t fucking sit here at the beach anymore while this is happening in the real world. It seems like everybody has shit to say about the Grand Jury’s decision not to indict Darren Wilson in the shooting death of Michael Brown.

It seems like Brown was either a superhuman thug who’s violent crime spree was mercifully stopped by the hero cop Wilson, or he was an innocent child, gunned down on his own street by racist bully, drunk on power.

In an effort to make things more clear for myself, I read the testimony of Dorian Johnson, the man who was walking down the street with Brown that day, and I think it’s important to share some of it. Not because it exonerates or condemns anyone, but because it lends a human face to something truly terrible.