The End of Nothing.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
My Former Americans, presenting a true patriot: Toyin Agbetu
Thank God. Someone gets it. His name is Toyin Agbetu. He stood up yesterday, and told the two Queens what they could do with their pomp and commemoration for 200 years of triangle slave trading.
We should all join in demanding an end to government-sponsored Hollywood melodrama. How? Instead of spending all that money for a bunch of London aristocrats to throw themselves a sorrow party, spend it on a book mobile for poor neighborhoods.
You? Go teach a kid to read.
"If you give a nigger an inch, he will take an ell. A nigger should know nothing but to obey his master--to do as he is told to do. Learning would spoil the best nigger in the world. Now," said he, "if you teach that nigger (speaking of myself) how to read, there would be no keeping him. It would forever unfit him to be a slave."
--Frederick Douglas
Vivé le resistance
We should all join in demanding an end to government-sponsored Hollywood melodrama. How? Instead of spending all that money for a bunch of London aristocrats to throw themselves a sorrow party, spend it on a book mobile for poor neighborhoods.
You? Go teach a kid to read.
"If you give a nigger an inch, he will take an ell. A nigger should know nothing but to obey his master--to do as he is told to do. Learning would spoil the best nigger in the world. Now," said he, "if you teach that nigger (speaking of myself) how to read, there would be no keeping him. It would forever unfit him to be a slave."
--Frederick Douglas
Vivé le resistance
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
My Former Americans...
Crimes and misdeameanors: by King George
The 2000 election was a fraud. 9/11 was a conspiracy. The case for Iraq was a complete fabrication. The carnage in Iraq is a case for a War Crime Tribunal. Now, caught for the zillionth time, King George is judicially confused that he will be determining when and where his criminal staff may or may not testify in the Gonzales case.
Let's stop kidding ourselves, shall we? The entirety of the US Constitution has been set aside, the foundations of the republic perverted. George Bush is no different than Milosevic or Kim-Jong-Il. America is no more. Gone. No sustainable laws are in force to hold the union together, because King George has thwarted and broken them, all. Sobering thought, my former Americans. The country is now past-tense.
I'm not one for violence, but I cannot help but consider what Thomas Jefferson meant by "Democracy must, from time to time, be cleansed in blood".
A natural gas technician came to my house this morning to check the boiler. Nice bloke, well kept in his blue uniform. Thirty-something. Very chatty about renewable energy, the future, global warming. He jumped from these topics to asking me about living in New York City, telling me about a cab driver who made his brother laugh after getting into a crusing match with a pedestrian in Times Square, to a sobering thought: "In the future, how is the world going to get former Americans to invest and comply in conservations and reduced oil consumption when they are armed to the teeth?"
Ahem. Where the mind goes the body will follow. Or bodies.
Vivé le Resistance!
The 2000 election was a fraud. 9/11 was a conspiracy. The case for Iraq was a complete fabrication. The carnage in Iraq is a case for a War Crime Tribunal. Now, caught for the zillionth time, King George is judicially confused that he will be determining when and where his criminal staff may or may not testify in the Gonzales case.
Let's stop kidding ourselves, shall we? The entirety of the US Constitution has been set aside, the foundations of the republic perverted. George Bush is no different than Milosevic or Kim-Jong-Il. America is no more. Gone. No sustainable laws are in force to hold the union together, because King George has thwarted and broken them, all. Sobering thought, my former Americans. The country is now past-tense.
I'm not one for violence, but I cannot help but consider what Thomas Jefferson meant by "Democracy must, from time to time, be cleansed in blood".
A natural gas technician came to my house this morning to check the boiler. Nice bloke, well kept in his blue uniform. Thirty-something. Very chatty about renewable energy, the future, global warming. He jumped from these topics to asking me about living in New York City, telling me about a cab driver who made his brother laugh after getting into a crusing match with a pedestrian in Times Square, to a sobering thought: "In the future, how is the world going to get former Americans to invest and comply in conservations and reduced oil consumption when they are armed to the teeth?"
Ahem. Where the mind goes the body will follow. Or bodies.
Vivé le Resistance!
Labels: Americans, Bush, coup, crime, criminal, former, fraud, Gonzales, Jefferson
Saturday, March 17, 2007
I don't much like being alive at this point in time.
Better to say it. My hand reaches for the the cup. Bitter tea. Morning. Late morning. I do wish for yesterday. Not glowing nostalgic yesterday. Yesterday when things weren't so predictably boring. And being safe wasn't an anecdote for corporate strategy. And the machines left some scraps — perhaps a ligament or two — for consideration during self mutilation. Better to say it. Being awkward. AWKWARD. Awkwardly human. The beauty of it all. The absense of pretense — not being complete before you're golden brown. Flakey. Crusty. Better to say it.
The next forty years? Joke. Ha. Giggle. Predictably boring. Death isn't a new concept. Life will be to those who survive the machine. Is it memorial day yet? Better to say it. Today.
The next forty years? Joke. Ha. Giggle. Predictably boring. Death isn't a new concept. Life will be to those who survive the machine. Is it memorial day yet? Better to say it. Today.
Labels: good, prose, resistance, revolution
Friday, March 16, 2007
pronownseeate
Diana Ross on American Idol, attempting to coach a contestant that she needed to articulate the words to the song Love Child:
"You need to pro-nown-see-ate".
And think I once defended her in an essay, after she was arrested for being drunk and disorderly.
see: The Closing of the American Mind, by Allan Bloom (published 1987 ISBN 5-551-86868-0), chapter: Music. page 68.
"Plato teaches that, in order to take the spiritual temperature of of an individual or a society, one must mark the music."
I'm going to go work on my pronownseeashun.
Vivé le Resistance!
10 mins later addendum quote: "Half the time the audience doesn't know you've messed up so never let them see ANYTHING!"
I'm going back to my pronownseeashun work. In my corner. Where we stupid consumer units sit.
"You need to pro-nown-see-ate".
And think I once defended her in an essay, after she was arrested for being drunk and disorderly.
see: The Closing of the American Mind, by Allan Bloom (published 1987 ISBN 5-551-86868-0), chapter: Music. page 68.
"Plato teaches that, in order to take the spiritual temperature of of an individual or a society, one must mark the music."
I'm going to go work on my pronownseeashun.
Vivé le Resistance!
10 mins later addendum quote: "Half the time the audience doesn't know you've messed up so never let them see ANYTHING!"
I'm going back to my pronownseeashun work. In my corner. Where we stupid consumer units sit.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Global Warming: Humanity's Only Hope
The thought just occurred to me: Global Warming might be a good thing. Yes. Indeed.
I am stunned that there is little or no opposition in the UK to the television service going entirely digital. That's right, analog is soon to be no more. Instead of turning on a telly, and viewing, you will have to be registered and charged monthly — everything you see will come through a wire to your house.
In the US Viacom is suing Google. May Google win! Apparently, following their legal actions against 12 year old schoolgirls, the gluttonous entertainment industry is now worried about low-res tv clips put up on YouTube. rights! rights! rights!
Viacom is only following others, such as the Association of American Publishers, in their Google pursuits.
Welcome to the machine. Not pink. More red.
I am a writer. First and foremost, I want people to read, digest, discuss, love and hate my work. Perhaps, with this Global Warming, some rains will come, flood the circuits of all this self-devouring beast, and turn the power off. Irreparably corrupt the code. Quiet the virus. Kill the cancer. Then, instead of being sat at home waiting for our culture to come through a wire, filled with the same old nothing — people can gather, once again, as humans instinctively do, and talk, read, share, digest, discuss, love and hate?
Yes! That's it! So turn on every light in your house! Warm up the kettles! Crank up the air conditioners! Fire up the cars! Microwave everything in sight! Let's get THIS PARTY STARTED!!
'The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire...'
Vivé le Resistance!
I am stunned that there is little or no opposition in the UK to the television service going entirely digital. That's right, analog is soon to be no more. Instead of turning on a telly, and viewing, you will have to be registered and charged monthly — everything you see will come through a wire to your house.
In the US Viacom is suing Google. May Google win! Apparently, following their legal actions against 12 year old schoolgirls, the gluttonous entertainment industry is now worried about low-res tv clips put up on YouTube. rights! rights! rights!
Viacom is only following others, such as the Association of American Publishers, in their Google pursuits.
Welcome to the machine. Not pink. More red.
I am a writer. First and foremost, I want people to read, digest, discuss, love and hate my work. Perhaps, with this Global Warming, some rains will come, flood the circuits of all this self-devouring beast, and turn the power off. Irreparably corrupt the code. Quiet the virus. Kill the cancer. Then, instead of being sat at home waiting for our culture to come through a wire, filled with the same old nothing — people can gather, once again, as humans instinctively do, and talk, read, share, digest, discuss, love and hate?
Yes! That's it! So turn on every light in your house! Warm up the kettles! Crank up the air conditioners! Fire up the cars! Microwave everything in sight! Let's get THIS PARTY STARTED!!
'The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire...'
Vivé le Resistance!
Labels: digital, global, Google, television, Viacom, warming
Monday, March 12, 2007
Hillary is not the answer. Neither is Timberlake.
My Hillary take: Hillary and Obama play right into the right-wing controlled media machine and 'spar' and 'spat' early on, and cancel each other out. Some other loser like Ralph Nader comes along, funded by the right-wing and given widespread coverage by the right-wing defense contractor/Murdoch controlled media. A lame Hillary plays the part and gets beat by whatever B-list saber-rattling, terrorist-fear-mongering boob the right-wing puts on stage. End of.
Anyone Remember? Hillary Clinton is the one who wouldn't turn over some simple travel documents to the FBI, and brought us, and her husband, Whitewater, Starr, and nightly coverage of cum stains on a blue dress (while Al Quaeda was planning 9/11).
Timberlake: Anyone else find it interesting that Justin Timberlake is all ready with a whitewashed version of Michael Jackson, just after the right-wing controlled media character assassination of Michael Jackson?
Media, media, media. Beware of your new gods.
Vivé le Resistance!
Anyone Remember? Hillary Clinton is the one who wouldn't turn over some simple travel documents to the FBI, and brought us, and her husband, Whitewater, Starr, and nightly coverage of cum stains on a blue dress (while Al Quaeda was planning 9/11).
Timberlake: Anyone else find it interesting that Justin Timberlake is all ready with a whitewashed version of Michael Jackson, just after the right-wing controlled media character assassination of Michael Jackson?
Media, media, media. Beware of your new gods.
Vivé le Resistance!
Labels: Clinton, elections, Hillary, Justin, Obama, right, terrorist, Timberlake, wing
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Garrison Keillor: selling out. A letter, per se, to American Public Media.
Keillorbegon
Although Keillor doesn't read poetry all that well,
the history and information are ideal,
I download occasionally.
But now that you have sold your listeners out
to corporate adverts - an evil most of the writers Keiller presents did not know -
I am not so sure:
Perhaps you could lengthen the body of the program
to make up for the atrocities at either end.
Or perhaps, like other literate, thinking people - the few left-
I can just go away.
My brain cannot process Emerson tainted by Acura,
DeSade perverted by Visa. It does not equate.
Sorry. Well no I'm not, really. Just trying to be polite
as I watch you devour yourselves, and
what was a very, good, idea.
Martin Belk
Edinburgh, Scotland
Although Keillor doesn't read poetry all that well,
the history and information are ideal,
I download occasionally.
But now that you have sold your listeners out
to corporate adverts - an evil most of the writers Keiller presents did not know -
I am not so sure:
Perhaps you could lengthen the body of the program
to make up for the atrocities at either end.
Or perhaps, like other literate, thinking people - the few left-
I can just go away.
My brain cannot process Emerson tainted by Acura,
DeSade perverted by Visa. It does not equate.
Sorry. Well no I'm not, really. Just trying to be polite
as I watch you devour yourselves, and
what was a very, good, idea.
Martin Belk
Edinburgh, Scotland
Labels: adverts, American, DeSade, Emerson, Garrison, Keillor, media, out, Public, sell
