America

No Direction Home (Politics As Usual)

VERY TWO YEARS DURING THE NATIONAL electoral cycle they tell us we need change and it's they who want to take us off into that new direction. Details? Oh, here are a few talking points. Oh, here are a few criticisms of my opponent. Oh, we need change. Yep, we need a new direction. My head is spinning. I am dizzy from wandering off into a new direction with every election, and just to keep this head buzz going, no matter how I try to cut through the kudzu of practical politics, it seems as if nothing has changed. The...

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France, Poor France

year after gangs of Muslim marauders tore through Paris and much of France for nearly three weeks setting fires and overturning vehicles, Muslim youths again hit, this time forcing passengers off three buses before torching the latter overnight in suburban Paris, raising tensions again. The head of the small Action Police union, claims that the new violence is taking on an Islamic fundamentalist tinge. "Many youths, many arsonists, many vandals behind the violence do it to cries of 'Allah Akbar' (God is Great) when our police cars are stoned," he said in an interview. Larger, more mainstream police unions sharply...


Moving Violations in Brunswick, GA

OSS-TRAINED BRUNSWICK, GA—Project readers might be interested in an example of how voter suppression and denial of voting rights has allegedly occurred down along the Georgia marshes where I once roamed. The following paragraph is taken from an online source: "Brunswick is a small port city on the Atlantic Ocean of about 17,000 people, some 70 percent African-American, who are mostly poor. Just across the marsh are St. Simon's Island and Sea Island, where the G-8 summit was held in the summer of 2004. Both islands are home to some of the wealthiest people in the U.S., particularly Sea Island,...


Let's Try This Again...

t's obvious. I'm aging and settling into focus with what's left of my fevered boyish charms. Still an urban punk multimedia artist, despite my best intentions. In March '06, however, I rented studio space in Wheeling, WV to concentrate on painting, and get to videoediting all those punk & hardcore bands I taped in several DC clubs in the early 90s. Whether slopping fistfuls of paint onto a scrappy canvas or editing clips of "stone deaf forever" video, or tweaking my several websites, brutally observing the whole wanton juggernaut backwards and forwards, from left to right and right to left,...


From Manifesto To Miller We Wave

ATELINE SEPTEMBER 22, 2003. Manifesto blues. It's a quiet Monday morning after a long hard Sunday of politics akimbo as usual here in Washington DC. A perfect time for a few audibles of the nickel and dime, pennies won't get it done, flying wedge Rabelaisian armchair quarterbacking. Time to bring out the chains and the chalk to rebuke the butt crack dishonesty and hair-licked phony aggression of the old orders who delight in honoring themselves on the vote-grinding gridiron at the expense of the far greater number of citizens who neither vote for them, nor join their hail mary parties...