Honey Gold - T.i.t.s- Bouncing Above The Law - ...

He wasn't bouncing. He was gliding. He bypassed the mesmerized security detail, slipping behind the heavy velvet curtain to the side of the stage. There, sitting on a crate of cheap champagne, was the prop from the show—a oversized, gilded law book.

The honey gold maker in a Humboldt County garage is not a criminal; he is an artisan operating in a gap between state and federal law. The lowrider bouncing at 2 AM is not a public menace; he is a kinetic artist. And the person whispering "T.I.T.S." is not a misogynist; they are a linguist reclaiming shock for the sake of freedom. Honey Gold - T.I.T.S- Bouncing Above the Law - ...

Of course, this philosophy has its detractors. "Bouncing above the law" sounds dangerously close to privilege run amok. Honey gold implies a level of disposable income that excludes the majority. And T.I.T.S., even as an acronym, remains juvenile. He wasn't bouncing