Loco in Yokohama

Like any creative work, there are always some things that don’t make the final cut for whatever reason.

In the case of Hi! My Name is Loco and I am a Racist! there were several worthy chapters that missed the cut due to time and length constraints.

For those of you who have read and enjoyed the book, and would like a chance to sink your teeth into some of these missing selections (that btw I’m very proud of and regret not being able to include in the final version) then this offer is for you!

And it’s so easy!

For each person you persuade through strong recommendation and endorsement to buy the book I’ll make one of these scintillating chapters available to you!

By no means should this be done at gunpoint…after all, you are a satisfied reader, right? And this was something you were going to do anyway, right?

Just tell your recruit to holler at me on Twitter (@Hi_MyNameisLoco or @Locohama) or Facebook (@Hi! My name is Loco) using the hash-tag #himynameisloco, or in the comment section below with proof that they’ve bought the book on the strength of your personal kuchikomi recommendation, and by midnight on February 19th 2012, you’ll be one of the elite readers with a copy of the Not-So Lost Chapters from my highly acclaimed book.

It’s that simple!

“Here’s an excerpt from one of these chapters just to wet your whistle:

After University, there was an event in the US that polarized, racially, the entire country…virtually no one was excluded. No one was immune.

At the time I was an account executive, a salesman, working in corporate America at a respectable company receiving, after commissions and bonuses, respectable compensation. I was content.

The company was actually pretty diverse comparatively, and the Sales department reflected this diversity. I had co-workers from several minority groups, (Latino, Asian, Middle Eastern, etc…) and the whites were descendants from a number of ethnic groups, as well (Italians, Jewish, Irish, etc…) And, like my experience in the Army, we were all thrown together and expected to get along. Once again it was in the name of the only color that really mattered: green. But, not OD Green. This time around it was Benjamin Franklin Green, the almighty dollar. And, aside from a few minor bumps along the way, we did just that!

We were a happy group of Yuppies, Buppies and what have yous. Since the commissions were based on the group effort, we all bust our asses. Slacking was seriously frowned upon. No one wanted to be the guy or gal bringing up the rear. We’d play basketball together, go drinking together; one of my best friends, til this day, actually sat right beside me.

Life was good.

That is, until this event…

It was June, 17th 1994…I was watching my home team, the Knicks, battling it out against Olajuwan (perhaps the greatest center ever) and the Houston Rockets, game 5 of the NBA Finals, and man was I pissed when breaking news interrupted the game. I can’t even remember if I’ve even seen the end of the game to this day, because this event — for reasons that would become clearer as time went on — rocked the world!

Watching that white Ford Bronco cruising along the highway in a low speed chase, police in cold pursuit, all I could think was: this fucker is guilty just for pulling this shit during the game!

Little did I know at the time, that half of America was watching this same scene at that same moment…like it was the Space shuttle Columbia disaster or Bush’s televised Shock & Awe assault on Iraq. Nor did I know how the events that took place afterward would impact my comfy little diversified workplace, and the entire country, bringing out the ugly little racism that dwells in all of us!

Is your whistle wet? Wanna read more? Well, go ahead and do what you’d probably been planning to do already and tell a friend to buy the book! Click here!

This is just a little extra incentive…

yours,

LOCO

PS: If you haven’t read the book yet, no need to feel left out. Go ahead and get yourself a copy! Readers say it’s a page-turner they couldn’t put down (see link on left to read reviews), so there’s an excellent chance you’ll finish in plenty of time to participate.

Thank you to all of the readers who have been saying such wonderful things about my labor of love!