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Now appearing in selected theatres!! Take a lesson from the multi-tasking
universe! Pardon my distraction, but while the moon was running
interference for the earth (or was it the sun? guess it depends on who paid
him the most...) and maybe tossing (salad) rings around Uranus, we were
enjoying the (golden) meteor showers at the incredible rate of about 1 per
minute. Porno more! Best viewed before 1:00 am in the eastern sky, around
none other than cASSandra's bastard sister, cASSiopia, and Perseus. Moving
more to the northeast after 1:00. Second showing tonight. Lights out, Lloyd!!!
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Contemplate, but don't stAIR at this without protective eye covering: Like
a tornado to a trailer park (and now the Delta Center in Salt Lick, which
must resemble a quadruple-triple-double-wide, otherwise why would a tornado
strike....), the path of this total eclipse (marketed and promoted as "The
Last Eclipse of the Millennium", and the sequel in 2001 (which, according
to our corporate spies, will be billed as "The First Eclipse of the New
Millennium (TFEotNM)" - stick with a winner the PR folks say...) tracks a
path of social, religious, political, and nuclear flash points. From the
Wiccans, Druids and New Agers gathering in Corn(hole)wall, England, over
the post-Caucescu orphanages in Romania, to the India-Pakistan border,
where both sides claimed it was "invading their air space" and subsequently
shot it down, which led to claims that "the photo images were taken in
their territory" and therefore, each had exclusive rights to them. The
whole phenomenon was wasted over Muslim countries where a senior Shiite
cleric issued an edict barring followers from seeing the eclipse, saying it
violates Islamic law.
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A random path or synchronicity? Perhaps it originated a few weeks ago at
the 30th anniversary re-creation of Woodstock, which was actually held at a
closed military facility near somewhere in New York. That attempt at peace,
love and unity through music ended in what looked like a NATO air raid in
Kosovo. [Maybe the digital photographers just added topless American
slackers instead of homeless refugees to existing pictures...]. How do you
protest rampant commericalism? cASShing-in capitalists charging $4.00 for
bottled water? Remember, fire is your friend - destroy all symbols of
materialism - break into trucks with souvenir t-shirts, burn vehicles,
knock down speakers and Rage Against the Machine.
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Later, the Machine, with
all its talking heads and ant-fuckers sits all fresh and flowery in their
air-conditioned studios and attempts to "get inside the minds" of these
malcontents, these hooligans, never seeing the obvious/ still in denial of
the obvious - it was a war zone and the insurgents won. But America hasn't
hosted a "real" war since the Civil War, unless you count the only
officially declared war - The War on Drugs - which they're losing, so how
should they know one even if it came up and bitch-slapped them in the face?
Connect the dots, follow the planetary pathways. A total eclipse can lead
to total awareness.So step up security at you sub-continental embassies -
TFEotNM will track the trailer parks known as some of the most unstable
countries in Africa.
But, as Sublime sings, what "I really wanna know" is where was Monte
Miller* during all of this???
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*Monte Miller - Denver's answer to Jim Jones (of Grape Koolaid in Guyana
fame and, subsequently, the "punch line" of many jokes...), who, along with
20+ followers, DISAPPEARED from the USA last year. They are reported to
have been in Jerusalem; he is supposedly in England (visiting Salmon
Rushdie?). What's so amazing about this is not that people still get
suckered in by a smooth-talking middle-aged American male father-god figure
under the guise of religion, who ultimately reveals wierd sexual
proclivities, but that in modern America with Caller ID, voter ID, 2 forms
of picture ID, driver's license, maillists, mass marketers, telemarketers,
credit cards, and computers tracking your every purchase, and, in some
public places, every move, a group of people escape the pervasive
monitoring of Digital Big Brother.
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Only 20 people prefer the elusive
anonymous lifestyle? How come I didn't hear about this? Or did I? Did I
throw out their solicitation to join with all the pre-approved credit card,
group term life insurance and long-distance savings/frequent flier mile
offerings? Caught up in a commercialized Catch-22 - I snubbed salvation
because I held to my principles and shredded every piece of unsolicited
mail, hung up on every telemarketer, and refused to put my social security
number on my driver's license and my driver's license number on my checks.
My occupation changes from international trendsetter to beautiful person to
trophy wife, my phone number is no longer in service, and I don't know my
mother's maiden name because I'm an orphan. I can't disappear because you
need me. I am everywhere. I am
s'AIR
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