Meet Kai. Kai is home-free (his term). Racist Jesus, around 300 pounds, tried to kill a black PG&E worker and then tried to strangle a woman who came to the PG&E worker’s aid. Kai took out his hatchet and whacked Racist Jesus over the head with the blunt side several times, probably saving both her life and that of the PG&E worker.
I’ve met Kai before. Oh not this Kai. But others like him. He is a fundamentally gentle soul who due to circumstances of birth finds himself adrift in a vicious land he can’t really understand, making his way as best he can. If someone gave him money, he’d give it away to people he felt needed it more. If someone gave him a house, he’d sell it and give it all away. And when a woman needed help, he didn’t think about the danger to himself of intervening, he just did it. Because what is there to lose? Other than his own life, but he already knows just how much value society places upon him (i.e., none) and he has no family to value his life (someone on Reddit claims Kai bounced around foster homes for years before heading out on the jam band circuit), so…
I won’t say Kai is my hero, because his life is not an easy one and it’s not likely that he’ll ever live long enough to dream of anything beyond his next meal. I will say that he’s worth more than every Wall Street bank CEO combined. He would no more defraud a pension fund by selling it a bogus “good as gold” mortgage-backed security than he’d kick a cat. The whole thought of doing something so bogus would appall him. Which is why Kai is a home-free drifter, and Wall Street bank CEO’s are Wall Street bank CEO’s. Because that’s just the kind of society we live in.
- Badtux the Ruminating Penguin