Alexandre Soljenitsyne. Apostrophes (1975.04.11)

war and peace

other voices other rooms, truman capote

a day in the life of ivan denisovitch

anna akmatova poetry re: torture family as indirect retribution.

ulysses

finnegan's wake

a room of one's own

of human bondage

a moveable feast my father was reviewing

down and out in london and paris

in trying to piece it together, it is about africa today. the mineral wealth of africa.  who gets it and how.

sitting in a pile of crit theory books in french the week lehman's fell

watching friend eat caviar on toast

saying "why do you read such things"

it gave me a frame of reference for parisian town house narrow and stories tall, montparnasse, and the stone above sartre and beauvoir, in the reconciliation of death, after all.

grave sitters and tree sitters
the king of limbs

ein mensch ist kein gott--chinese roulette

i read it all.
twilight of the idols.
all the nietzsche all the ezra pound cantos.
he said i cannot make it cohere.

that is where the clarity came.
the servitude of the scribomaniac. blanchot.
i think, what a complicated primate i am, i want to write this.

what succor.

i am thinking of yulia tymochenko and i have made my hair like hers.

 thinking of the cute dollish russian girls who richly march around gamla stan, stockholm.

 thinking of my hungry potato famine irish side of the family coming to this unknown land

totally thrilled and freaked about the CYBERWAR conference and General Strike.

trying to look happy, nice, helpful, not upset that the snarky yuppie bloggers from the rich side of town called me crazy for my political satire about their condescending look at occupy.

secretly i am so glad that women study law, and that somebody has LEED certified loft apartments from which to look down at the police arresting the poor mob.

a labor activist i know was racially discriminated against by new seasons.  i read his complaint.  i told him it was verbal harassment.
we met 17 september 2011.
i was carrying my massive jesus christ cross-heavy wikileaks sign down to opwallstreet solidarity and bank of america protest.
so today i saw his strangulation scars.
i told him ive been strangled too.
being from LA, i dont recognize race as a valid category, but i sure do notice all the racism on KBOO the purportedly liberal talkawalka or the racism of the gitmo torture deal with my school, portland state.

friend was strangled for criticizing the DRUG SCENE at occupy. i saw the marks on his neck.
he told me there was another woman raped.  he met her in tears.

the last time i went down to occupy, after three weeks there every day hither and thither
i heard explicit genitalia references so vulgar . . . i have left immediately.
crystal meth, and heroin seem to be the primary problems besides sexism and evil glares from the food police who threatened to call the portland police on me for trying to get a vegan snack.
yes.
it sounds weird.

why would the USA keep their kids in a big drug playpen in the city for the cops to beat up.
why not build a cultural center and put magazines and pianos and art and computers and such to give the occupation a laughing chance.

i think i forgot to get sunshine this past year since sweden and leaving california someone remind me to get vitamin d somewhere and sungaze.

eating nutritional yeast with sea salt to improve brain function and reduce homocysteine.

i printed three copies of
Mohamed v. Jeppesen Dataplan
to give to the Assange supporters to remind them of sweden's tough record deporting people to torture.

(needless to say i hope i am not waterboarded or tortured ever--same for you guys out there)

and then i printed two copies of the datacell
economic embargo
complaint to the EU
DataCell WIKILEAKS VISA MASTERCARD Complaint

if it seems like law is about

complaining
it doesnt hurt to be nice


teaching our government how not to be too looselipped over the phones when we "secret shop" them
see eastern district court virgina peter carr knew exactly who i was as he sleptwalked through this call.
he quickly tightened up like a clam.
last time we spoke he chewed me out for recording him say ridiculous things about John Yoo the Torture advocate being consulted for the Medieval Grand Jury for Wikileaks Espionagerie case.


can you imagine doing everything by FAX machines.  that is why the world is so messed up.  bloggers in jail and with smashed fingers.

they shouldnt have let us get our hands on technology.
the KOPIMI manifesto said so wisely: get technology.

it sort of seems they are getting a two engs for the price of one special.

arran edmonstone thinks i'm sort of obsessed with my father and grandfather and their glamorous life wearing guy fawkes masks in london in the fifties.
i was more thrilled to read about coca cola in vienna and and impressed by the dutiful cultural commentary required to keep the tuition money flowing.
i think arran edmonstone is sort of obsessed with charlie veitch, and me, and julian assange.
i think i'm sort of obseessed with jennifer robinson.
i think about her a lot.

i searched "rock and roll" on cablegatesearch.net tonight.

stravinsky--rite of spring

there was a book called the finland station i never read.
i grew up staring at the paperback GULAG ARCHIPELAGO with wonder.
i am wondering what people will wear to the GREAT SPECTACLE.


comme des garcons

i thought of Manic Panic Cherry Red.  that's what color Julian Assange should dye his hair.
you only live once.

arte povera
gerhard richter's at the tate modern


i deleted yesterdays blogging, that which a i rarely do.
like i did with the emin story.

posts re: rights of men
and the draft
it was long and convoluted as usual and i bore and offend myself.

i picked a deadpan facetious literary fight with some rich attorney gals from the neighborhood where the police collected their arrest ransom.
i joked about the Occupy Pearl Literary Magazine.
let them eat cake.
http://www.attorneyatlarge.us/2011/10/29/occupying-the-pearl-district/#comments
they mistook my humor. it was very flash mob vampire arrestation. blog format.

did madonna get arrested and sent to gitmo?

die another day
i think arran edmonstone is cool.  i can't believe what he has at his .org

off with her talking head, obviously

for nerds, and all the humans
two ideas:
collateral murder dance project
guantanamo the musical

r&d phase

heart pain for bradley manning
camp song
for truly---the point at which art becomes affront to affliction
we are putting the sufferings of the tortured in so many formats
something will survive of this
digital cave painting

i am jealous that arran edmonstone has a conspiracy blog written about him.
i suggested i write his autobiography, in which i'll encode secret messages that are my biography.

sort of like alice b. tolkas and gertrude stein.
and then,
holocaust and rwanda expert floors me.
except she defended condoleezza's right of free speech.
operation paperclip is ongoing in american academia.
the white washing of the crimes of war is thriving.
the sinecures and their sycophants demand obeissance.

her field is rwanda, extra-judicial assassination of key witness.
would she wikileaks defense network?

students are trying to give voice against ISRAEL WEAPONS INDUSTRY
gush shalom

textual word collages

the beautiful lady on the bus spoke of sea biscuit
and horseracing in the  great depression
i asked her to give my city council presentation about an
IMMI inspired freezone for internet in portland
and re: torture in gitmo
official city policy

she said "what's guantanamo?"
she said she doesnt look at the internet.
i can see why.
http://wikileaks.ch/gitmo/

abu ghraib
google images abu ghraib

nick maybury writes
happy halloween!

cherry flavored lara bar makes me want to dance
http://www.iraqwarlogs.com/