Archive for March, 2007

mother didn’t need to be so high

Saturday, March 31st, 2007

twice married actress, goodwill ambassador, living with a lover and a penchant for adoption…whom shall these be ascribed? those who forget pop culture are destined to repeat it! why create yourself when it is simply easier to walk in someone else’s footsteps? whatever nobility of appearance and the selfless rescue of unwanteds offer, it does […]

…and now we can go to your frankfurter parties.

Tuesday, March 27th, 2007

subpoena this and investigate that, legislate a bit of sand in the eye and a kick in crotch to your political foes while shining a light in all those places they never want you to look. were it for the common good, a sense of benevolence or something less idealistic such as justice, it might […]

never let them see you sweat…

Wednesday, March 21st, 2007

he may not have brains, but it sure seems like he has balls. give the decider some credit for his uncompromising vision in his own infallibility. the united states has been too long without a monarch, an imperial presence and into that void steps he who will not be crossed. finally there is a return […]

you’ll never know unless we go so let me show you…

Wednesday, March 21st, 2007

you can bring a horse to water but you better bring a shovel ’cause you don’t know where he’ll shit. hidden within the universal mind for all of time but formalized finally as GIGO, you are what you eat, the sum of your parts, the beginning to your end. why the surprise at the predicament […]

i wouldn’t spare a drop of piss…

Wednesday, March 21st, 2007

the politics of art and the faux meritocracy of the academy yield results in which past transgressions reward phoning in female odor, honorarily honouring the player or sending off a good fella with oscar gold before he is departed. and lest you forget, a career of catering to the masses burton leon reynolds jr. nets […]

j’ai une ame solitaire

Friday, March 16th, 2007

…and apparently a fan of david lynch’s “twin peaks.”

put your fingers up my ass, are you deaf?

Friday, March 16th, 2007

what a day, what a glorious day to celebrate the inauguration of a wretched existence, the introduction to a post partum human condition and for those not stillborn, the inevitable. a cake, a gift and bit of fire with the reminder that on this special occasion perhaps you can convince others that you’re special and […]

time is on my side…

Sunday, March 11th, 2007

as if power and currency are no longer enough, time too much be controlled, hoarded and wielded by politicians. perhaps changing daylight savings time is just exercising the 21st century american value of unilateralism, but more likely it is a megalomaniacal flexing of legislative muscle in order that elective office may be parlayed into the […]

when the feeling’s gone and you can’t go on…

Friday, March 9th, 2007

it happens over there but you feel it over here even though it doesn’t have anything to do with you. a wreck of royalty, a schoolhouse massacre or an act of bombing with an airbus, all calamitous yet localized in their immediate effect…so why emotionally appropriate them? where is the sense in the meaningless life […]

all the critics love you in new york…

Friday, March 9th, 2007

blondie, talking heads, and patti smith are hall of famers or merely the validation and entrenchment of a new york bias, the over-exaggeration of the importance of a fabled time and bowery that can’t even withstand the push of a resident’s committee. how rock n roll is that? where’s the groundswell of support by the […]