The results on BART’s (the Bay Area’s subway) public app for riders to report “suspicious activity,” etc. to the authorities are in, and it turns out the people reported on are overwhelmingly homeless and black and not doing anything illegal; rather, they are sleeping, being unwashed (due to the filthy social priorities prevalent among certain housed people), sometimes talking loudly, allegedly. Even the BART cops admit the vast majority of what’s coming to them from the good citizens reporting are “not crimes,” but they like it anyways, as it gives them “a sense of what people’s concerns are.” (I’m paraphrasing.) One of the best papers around, though, is Street Spirit, sold by many houseless ones for the deal of just one buck. After Oscar Grant’s killing by a BART cop who actually was found legally guilty of an oopsie manslaughter and did a tiny bit of time (only because so many raised so much hell over the case, and the shooting through the back of unarmed, handcuffed, face-down Grant was captured on too many cell phones to be able to confiscate all of them), I wondered whether BART management would try to put up some new window dressing of care about young black men, say, depict on some adspace some homies smiling about riding BART or something. But no, images of black men who are not suited up as acceptably conservative and clearly not homeless or poor simply do not appear in any of the many BART system ads “thanking” and “appreciating” their yuppie riders. It’s just a subtle thing, I know, but the invisibility of black men’s lives in official messaging just screams undead white supremacy. So do the ways these app users are overwhelmingly complaining about the living presence of their melanin-sporting, money-lacking cousins.