Showing posts with label Dog Faced Hermans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dog Faced Hermans. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 24, 2024

time, rejection, discouragement, and the inevitable practicalities and detours (some of them fortuitous), as well as wasted energy, the slow seepage or sudden shift of interest, premature death, burdensome debt or better offers, usually cure the problem of overpopulation

Saw a youtube of a CNN screamfest last night, a four-on-one shitlib beatdown of a crackerbarker, when crackerbarker said Harris need be on live microphone more if Harris wants to win the crackerbarker was not wrong regardless the heckling shitlib cawing. I completely and comprehensively understand why people despise motherfucking professional shitlibs

Here's the guy many motherfucking professional zionist shitlibs are still angry motherfucking zionist Kamala Harris didn't name vpotus signing American bombs about to be shipped to Israel to be dropped indiscriminately on Palestinian and Lebanese women and children

If I was offered the next twenty-five years of my life in good if gently declining physical and mental health, disc golfing, hiking, finally taking up gardening then peaceful death in sleep at ninety, in a community of like-minded, isolated but not hermitage, cut-off from anything and everything clusterfuck, an undiscovered Micronesian island a three hour tour away, would I?





Today in Rhetorical Questions, that old gag. Above's two months old and now two months drier so not the breathing, seething Aoxomoxoa it was when wet, aren't we all, everything I make starts dying the second it's born, relentlessly, drip-by-drippingly, inevitably. Yes, we were stupid not to be hopeless from the start, denial no longer an option. Fleabus be almost done now too, months if not weeks, fine metaphors abound


 
The accumulation of unsolvable problems
Overlapping crises: "solutions" are now mutually reinforcing problems
The Decline of the U.S. Empire: What Will Happen Next?
The Pain of Travelling While Palestinian
"This video demonstrates the physical manifestation of the difference between Jews and Zionists. If you’re conflating the two, you’re parroting Zionist propaganda"
A plan to liquidate northern Gaza is gaining steam
Israel Launches Massive Bombing Campaign in Lebanon as 'US Weapons Continue to Flow'
The War About Palestine Has Reached Its Next Stage
Lebanon on the Brink of War: Imperialism is to Blame
Consequences of the Israeli Pager Explosions Attack
"What the attorney general of Michigan says below never happened. It’s entirely intended to mislead and confuse people. A lot of reporters and Democrats I speak to don’t appreciate the consequences of mainstream Democrats flagrantly lying. A profound threat to a just society"
Your death will serve as its own justification
Where are these headlines in Western media?
Is culture dying?"Deculturation is what happens when Culture, which is bigger than you, is replaced with a system of revisable cultural codes
Ohio Is Funding the Construction of Private Religious Schools
What the New Right Wants
Power lines"The chief irony is this: the same bourgeois virtues that have helped Democrats to dominate the technology sector and the education system, and to make new inroads into the security state, have become liabilities in mass political combat"
The single most repugnant political figure of my lifetime
The Everyday Resistance of Slacking Off at Work
Genocide Gentry"Behind closed doors, these same universities are hosting executives and board members of the companies manufacturing the weapons used in these attacks as board members, trustees, and fellows.”
Staten Island’s politics of resentment
The Great Driving Right Show
Supreme Court Lawyers Will Say Anything to Keep the Justices Happy
Maggie'sAvedon Carol's occasional links
Rest in Power, Fredric Jameson
What do Metaphors do: Gamoneda vs Tranströmer
Bronk, for those of you who do{ feuilleton }
New Cure album?Olga Tokarczuk interview





A PLAGUE OF POETS

C.D. Wright

A question posed to Flannery O'Connor, as to whether writing programs stifled writers, drew the famous, tart rejoinder that in her opinion they didn't stifle nearly enough.

Even if, as it is often said, there are too many of us—poets, that is—that the field is too crowded (as opposed to too many hedge-fund managers or too many pharmaceutical lobbyists or too many fundamentalists), time, rejection, discouragement, and the inevitable practicalities and detours (some of them fortuitous), as well as wasted energy, the slow seepage or sudden shift of interest, premature death, burdensome debt or better offers, usually cure the problem of overpopulation. In other words, there are plenty of natural predators.

Saturday, October 28, 2023

There Is No Audience Because There Is No Audience

I am so sideways even after remembering what the United States did to civilians in Dresden and Hiroshima and Nagasaki and North Korea and North and South Vietnam and Iraq and Afghanistan and now Gaza that I'm going to go throw 27 holes at beloved Seneca with Dr Z and SeatSix then drive to Catoctin for a six mile loop by myself. Good news: I deleted and will keep to myself a lengthy monologue on how this genocide was deliberately goaded into action and why now (the West is Cleavon Little in *Blazing Saddles* holding a gun to his head), bad news:


Done two weeks ago, I haven’t painted in two weeks. Clear Elmer’s Glue, gouache, salt, watercolor ink. Scanned first with a work overhead scanner then gently laid face down on a better scanner, it is totally me to 3D shit that don’t represent unless you hold it. Good news: I've deleted and will keep to myself a monologue on why I haven't painted in two weeks and why it's a good thing in the scheme of me. Bad news: nothing but angry links about Joe Biden's genocide of choice in the grid below the song below, good news: this song





"The world has come together to eliminate us"
Rabbis for Ceasefire Now
Joe Biden’s Armageddon, from Gaza to Ukraine
Commence the But-Crackers! It's just a genocide, you fucking breathtakingly stupid holier-than-thou purist poseur
"Israel is so instrumental to the projection of American power abroad that Western powers cannot imagine life without it"
Making Sense of the Establishment News Media’s Distorted Coverage of Gaza
Full-Dress Irrationality, w bullshit
Israel to authorise the firing of live rounds on its own citizens protesting against Netanyahu or for calling for ceasefire
Writers Against the War in Gaza
I am telling you three times both Israel and the US knew the Hamas attack was imminent and WELCOMED it!
Some of the shittiest Zionists are motherfucking American evangelical christer turds and stools
US officials when Ukrainian citizens are murdered versus US officials when Gazan citizens are murdered
In case you were worrying if shitlords and their top lieutenants are running out of money carpetbombing Gaza in prep for WW3 while running an arms market out of Ukraine in prep for WW3, nah, all's good
Support for genocide is now compulsory in Germany
BED BATH & BEYOND SCION PRESSURED ARTISTS TO RETRACT GAZA CEASEFIRE CALL IN ARTFORUM LETTER
"Artforum firing their editor for signing a letter of support for a Free Palestine while having Black Panther artist Emory Douglas on their cover is peak art world hypocrisy"
Israel Has Permanently Lost The Argument
Malcolm X on the establishment of Israel
The ADL delights in antisemitic incidents and works as hard as it can to generate more (while calling all anti-Zionist protests antisemitism)
Joe Biden Reaches A New All-Time Low
The site of Palestinian-American journalist Shireen Abu Akleh’s killing in Jenin has been bulldozed and her shrine desecrated, in an unexplained early-morning operation on 26 October.
"After they killed Shireen they then beat her pallbearers at the FUNERAL. Then they denied killing her. And now this"
Palestinians are tools that can be disposed of at will and abandoned
TODAY IN MOTHERFUCKING PROFESSIONAL DEMOCRATS
Meanwhile, American crackerchristers dream of genociding you and me






PERHAPS NOT FOR YOU

Alice Notley

There is
no
audience
because
there is
no audience.

So if you speak only to
imagined beings
what does "only" mean?

--------------------------

This building formerly a restaurant . . .
this small room has been scraped of its paint 
and denuded of most former furniture: but 
also it has grown in size—can a building be 
enticed to grow? Because it is now as big as an 
airplane hangar.

--------------------------

Your
          beautiful face 
unbloodied beneath
          flies

Mother of flies your
          beauty 
to turn to. If only 
the audience
could see how
you are peaceful and the
          flies 
languid, glossy

But the audience will still bring
          its own feelings 
to these 
words

not seeing you
               not seeing 
what I 
am present for.

--------------------------

Who has left me 
here, I have.

Who are your 
familiars

                   Come 
            into the 
enlarging 
page if you dare

--------------------------

     Because he invented 
your shape I do mean 
structure

because he invented you badly 

           everything is still hidden.

--------------------------

I was to impale myself on a
quadrangular
steel rod, with a blunt end
                     with a blunt end 
which would make puncture
      more difficult 
and I tried—it's too hard. I can't 
Okay said the voice. I can't 
Okay

then I was weeping
                              But it's blood! I'm 
crying blood! I 
screamed

That's part of it
said the voice.

---------------------------

I think this is hard.
(That's part of it)

How they prefer him must go.

I think this is difficult singing

Length and repetition 
         create power

If this voice can return like 
         a body

It resembles something that's already been, 

Changing.

------------------------------

Chestnuts broken
autumnal fungi
so you will remember, that
          it's fall 
outside
         falling. you'll go down

this is no story for the puling
          social classes 
No not at all 
it's for us my familiars say 

who let me weep blood on their ground.

Friday, October 11, 2019

Quasi-Canonically Bent w/ Grunt Syllable


           



  • The original plan: mountain pose my face and photo and paste in the frame of the previous post, but no
  • So bleggalgaze (and >>deleted bleggalgaze<<
  • Profit is just another word for destruction 
  • Capitalism
  • The biggest tech lie
  • They are all assholes, our overlords' grifters
  • I confess, I'd love to have heard what Barr threatened Murdoch with
  • The irreconcilable temptations of Anne Carson (who did not win the Bogus Prize though she was odds-on-favorite)
  • Handke did. I've tried, but no
  • Krasznahorkai says Baron Wenckheim's Homecoming (wow so far) the fourth of a tetralogy (Satantango, Melancholy of Resistance, War and War), I'll reread the first three before I reread Baron Wenckheim's Homecoming (though the first act of BW'sH, the professor in the hut, eerily reminiscent of the first act of the cottage in Satantango, the train in Melancholy of Resistance, the bridge in War and War)
  • Woke up with Dog Faced Hermans in my head




     
   
A TWILIGHT OF MINOR POETS

Anne Boyer

1.

I once thought we were beautiful because we were beasts
I once found some pigs, so rumpy and pink!

Inconsequential! Sublimely compelled!
Dork pigs, quasi-canonically bent w/ grunt syllable.

2.

I once thought we were beautiful because we meant nothing

3.

I once thought we were beautiful because we were slant
or standing on our heels, staring out windows,
thinking some thing or other about light.

Or thinking on "some" - we were hesitant, humming,
stretched out - preludic - then

Return we to Don Juan. He begun/To hear new words, and to repeat them

4.

I once thought we were beautiful because of "maraud" "naught' "fuck" "fire" "morning" "fake"
"dismember" "decalogue" "cow"
"Ars" "Stars" "Hound" "How"

5.

I once thought we were beautiful because we couldn't make songs.
"Oh air, pride, plume, here - buckle!"

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Germ City, There's No Hope Looking Down Those Fire-Engine Throats



I started reading Eduardo Galeano's Mirrors two years ago and now, my fifth? sixth? seventh? time start-to-ending it, I don't think I'll ever finish. Three or four of these - what to call them? blurbs? capsules? bullets? punches? - between a heavy dinner's Gass of The Tunnel and the binge eating of Potus, perspective delivered. It's nothing more or less than power's width, length, and depth in all its brutal simple history. I bought an eBook version yesterday so I have it on my phone for daily litany, it occurred to me after I bought it I could post some here as photos snapped on the phone. Do you want them? Won't be everyday, won't be start to finish. If you don't I won't.




Also too, remember the radio station I sent email applications to volunteer in the hopes of getting a show? They emailed!

We are looking for volunteers to work the door at a long-running (nearly 30 years!) Halloween benefit in Takoma Park on October 29. Here's the Facebook page for the party with more info. This year, proceeds will go to groups includingTakoma Radio, Partners in Health and Nonviolence International. 
We are looking for energetic people who aren't afraid to ask guests for the $15 - $50 suggested donation at the door.To sign up for a shift, click here. (Volunteers must be 21+.) Volunteers will get to enjoy the party for free when they're not working their shifts!

Sorry to meatloaf you, but I would do anything for a radio show, but I won't do that.

UPDATE! I emailed ten minutes ago:

Hello Tatyana, thank you for the email.
I'll be out of town on Halloween weekend (and I'm not a halloweener anyway), but PLEASE send me email the next time you need volunteers or anything. I am very much interested in helping out at the station.

Is true - Earthgirl and I will be in Shenandoah for three-day weekend hiking. Is true - I am not a halloweener.

Tatiana wrote back immediately!

Will do, thanks Jeff!

I will play Dog Faced Hermans my first show.














ON THE SUBJECT OF DOCTORS

James Tate

I like to see doctors cough.
What kind of human being
would grab all your money
just when you're down?
I'm not saying they enjoy this:
"Sorry, Mr. Rodriguez, that's it,
no hope! You might as well
hand over your wallet." Hell no,
they'd rather be playing golf
and swapping jokes about our feet.

Some of them smoke marijuana
and are alcoholics, and their moral
turpitude is famous: who gets to see
most sex organs in the world? Not
poets. With the hours they keep
they need drugs more than anyone.
Germ city, there's no hope
looking down those fire-engine throats.
They're bound to get sick themselves
sometime; and I happen to be there
myself in a high fever
taking my plastic medicine seriously
with the doctors, who are dying.