The King of Atmospheric Pressure

This is a story about my sister’s mental illness. Sorry, James Brown search engines. Repost of a 2017 remix of a 2006 incident.

Ten years ago, when I was staying at my parents for Christmas for the week, we were shuffling through trashy reality shows on cable and landed on the local late-night news station. There was a segment on the death of James Brown.

“I didn’t know the King of Atmospheric Pressure was black,” my older sister Angela says out loud.