Conservative presidents = better music?

a la 1990 thereabouts......let's not forget lalapadoozas

Saturday Night Fever (John Travolta) - You should be dancing

   I know again I apologize for my absence.....I've been holed up not too unhappily in Jersey. It's lovely to have trees, a huge old cemetary, crickets at the train station and something of a back yard.......

Anyway, yes I'm working on new creative material. Among these things a book. 

But I've seen this film an uncountable number of times and it's one of those things you don't get tired of. This has to  be one of the greatest achievements in film really.....just genius from the direction (John Badham) dancing of course and music.....I saw the documentary on this film it's SO fascinating. John Travolta slaved for months preparing for this....he lost weight (dancing like that you'd have to) and some of these moves make me laugh....guess maybe that's intentional?

Romeo - Basement Jaxx

  Hey sorry to be MIA I've been holed up in Jersey Town with limited internet.....soon to change! I love this video....I have been going to Curry in a Hurry for over a decade and they always have the Bollywood music videos going....obviously this is a spinoff of that.....

Science

I was thinking a lot on this subject...have been for a time now.....science vs. spirituality and art and that they're not opposed to each other. I have a conviction that they're not......though; science certainly blew the lid off many religious themes like creation. Oops, the universe is older than 7,000 years. The world was not created in seven days. However.....in these themes is a pattern anyone, at least one of seven, thank you very much, which is my number, as my birthday is July (the seventh month) 25, which adds up to seven. The autobiography of Malcolm X also stresses this number. More on that later. An amazing book. So.....there's a contradiction.....a grey area that's neither here nor there. Some is right some is not. I personally don't follow the creation story because I see it as being derived from older religions and their stories......same as the Noah's ark is similar enough to the Gilgamesh story.....

Science is based on the facts, hard science. Well and good. On some very personal topics which I'm reluctant to write about here.....there's a misperception that one has to believe in them. I'm basing this on some youtube videos by Venus Satanas. But experience with something, seeing, feeling, knowing.....is not believing in it. Something happened and that's factual, it's not something you dreamed up.......belief to me is.....you read about or hear about something, you like the way it sounds, so you decide to live your life as if it's real, without it being proven to you. Belief can be a wonderful thing and not anything to shun.....as your imagination and emotions take over and create a brilliant exuberant experience.....but I can't use that as a foundation for something. ANYWAY......science has, from the beginning, been twisted to justify oppressive systems in society. Namely sexism and racism. Evolutionary psychology.....there's good and bad in everything....but in the worst scenarios what was somebody's generalization and personal opinion of how or why something happened is misinterpreted as fact, this in popular media and often in school. Being in a school library....seeing the things they're studying.....we can't say there hasn't been some progress.

Believe it or not, this is an excerpt from a textbook that was taught to college girls in the 1950s....this was presented as fact, dare I say science? Well, sociology. Again....a nebulous area.

Excerpted from The Feminine Mystique....originally a book called Marriage for Moderns. This was taught in COLLEGE.

  The sexes are complementary. It is the works of my watch that move the hands to enable me to tell time......Together they form a functioning unit. 

It goes on in this vein......clearly a person's opinion presented as hard unquestionable truth. Imagine going to school, a prestigious one like Smith or Barnard, paying the tuition, and this being taught. But wait, it gets better. 

To talk about what would happen  if tradition and the mores were radically changed or what may come about by the year 2000 may be interesting mental gymnastics, but it does not help the young people of today to adjust to the inevitables of life or raise their marriages to a higher plane of satisfaction. 

 Well, it's 2012 and in many ways the mores have been radically changed. Ironically, adjusting to the inevitables of life didn't prepare them for what became more than "interesting mental gymnastics" .....

There's more.

For the first time in history, American young women in great numbers are being faced with these questions: shall I voluntarily prepare myself for a lifelong, celibate career? Or shall I prepare myself for a temporary vocation.....

Can you imagine this? Going to school and this is your curriculum......TFM said this was taught for twenty years, probably more than that....in COLLEGE.  I know I'm going on a rant...another....but there are people who want to go BACK to this.

 

Falco - Rock Me Amadeus

   Austrian hip hop ca 1984....didn't know it existed? From what I can decipher....the opening line is "he was a punk and he lived in the big city" "he was Viennese, was Vienna" ......the past meets the then present.....Falco is an icon in Austria ....he passed away a few years ago.

The opening line of the film, based on the play, is "Mozart, I killed you I confess....." I was really into this film (based on the play by Peter Shaffer, which I also saw)  ....Elizabeth Berrige was pretty miscast and got quite a lot of criticism....she was cute but not very believable as an 18th century Viennese (not Vietnamese....uh! almost said that) woman. Tom Hulce was very cute guess I'm not the only one who thinks so from the YouTube comments!

clothes washed

I ran for an hour...came back and did a ton of laundry. it's tedious but purifying.....had to wash off all the confusion of the past few days.

tried so hard

I tried so hard to suppress it. But it couldn't be......something, something happened. As much as I'd try to forget.....forget it would creep back into my thoughts. He would. What he thought, or knew.....he seemed to know more than he was telling me.

This happened at ......just a few blocks away, same time, Obama was giving a speech to Barnard. That would solidify the events in my mind......the meaning of this? If there are no coincidences.....

vampires?

He had fangs....real fangs! Are those implants? I asked....no....they were real; he was born with them. And green eyes. Is that .....

for my own mistakes I'm sorry

really.......oh.........

I accept responsibility. 

But by banishing what was hurting me in so many ways.....the horizon is brighter and clearer....the better for me to see and correct it all. Freedom! It's no small thing.

to say worse

if you have to go to these lengths  to keep a man who has told you repeatedly it's over, for two, three years...what has it been? You are truly pathetic and desperate!

will write more later when I have time

of the many awful sites I saw on my way up here....what's happened to this city?......was her name . any deviation or anything derived. it was that in conjunction with construction sites with ugly scaffolding, ladders being taped off, stuff falling off buildings (a danger to everyone in the area) ugh a horror, through and through! She's gone and ties are being severed everywhere......it's her fault alone. She's an obsessive, evil and hate-filled maniac and it shows as her cover blows apart, finally. To those who know, you know whom I am speaking of, and soon the world will know as well.Or rather, will they forget? I'd say to those who are her friends, I can only suggest you find better company. Don't give your attention, money or kudos to those whose lives and motivations center around causing innocent people harm in order to aggrandize themselves......simply earning credit where it isn't due. Give instead to those who are making a heartfelt contribution to the world creatively. Fakes, thieves and emotional vampires (not meant an any way complimentary) should be left on the sidelines, rightly, where they can't cause any more damage than they have.

Naked Juice

This is coming across as a plug....I don't mean it to be. But I'm turning to these they're awesome.....full of vitamins B and C....if your life is super active like mine....I do NOT advocate fasting with only these though as some are doing. That's just insanity!

cat adopts rabbit

precious!

on the up side

That which hurt me so devastatingly in the past few years is GONE! I'm free now!

First trip anywhere in ages...to the midwest and life and .....so much is brilliant and lit up and in front of me. And it's ......what words? Freedom!

OK, on to better things

I apologize for being so grim, but I was forced to face this ugly issue that will soon, thank god, fall into the wasteland and decay and be gone. This person is getting hit hard and nasty, but she only is getting what she did to others. Sorry, but it's deserved. This is someone who out of resentment of me and obsession did everything she could to interfere in my life, my relationships and art and attacked me (not to my face, the coward) behind my back assuming I'd never know. Well, you will never do anything to me that I will not find out about. This is someone who entitled herself to a special place in the world that no one else is allowed to be in. Me being among those she put me (wrongly) with, some other ?????, I somehow am not entitled to own my own work, my own money, my own fame, my own life.....my home. It all belongs to her, so she thinks. Obviously, those ideas are false she does not, never has and never will have any right to anything I produce or anything in my life. She thinks the world will never catch up with her. Again, she's wrong. But she's the one who has to look in the mirror (and I shudder to think what a scary experience that is) and face herself alone.......and then the rest. Sad to watch, but she had it coming.

Sometimes a person has everything in this world going for them but they still take a tumble down and you wonder why.....who knows only I can think maybe there are other things at work (like the fact that you suck, among other things).

and

may I never see that wretched, horrifying name or face ever again.

well

unfortunately there are those who are resentful and envious of me and my work and my love life. jealousy combined with mental illness and an evil persona that sadly seems to know no limits. you can never defend your actions. you who came between me and my beloved, me and my art, me and my family.....it hurts to write this but the world needs to know that you're an evil being. people need to get out of their denial. because they are the equivalent of the parent who denies there's sexual abuse happening, or blame the child victim. You're no better.......so change already, while you can redeem yourself.

Colombia

You seem like such an awesome place can't wait to get my passport back and visit you!

novena

I love these candles you find in Latin bodegas you find mostly in Brooklyn.....but there's one in Jersey City that I found, since I moved there.....there's something very poetic and moving in them.

New art work by Laura Saiter

"I'll be a girl 

backstage at your show

velvet ropes and guitars 

cause you're more rock star

between the sets 

eyeliner and cigarettes

shadow is burnt 

yellow dance and we turn 

my lashes are dry 

purple teardrops I cry 

it don't have a price .....

I'm your biggest fan 
I'll follow you until you love me
papa paparazzi....."

as sung by Lady Gaga 

words not mine.....



Well this is what you can do with some markers, glitter nail polish, white drawing paper gotten from Duane Reade and the 99cent (can't find that stupid sign argh!) store.....I love it. The one on the bottom is much better as an original....it shines......

AMADEUS part 1

chastity....small price to pay for fame!

RED GLITTER BROWS ARE FUN!

After a really rough morning and week that nearly shattered me (thank you to all who have been supportive of me during the ongoing issues with some people--really I don't act grateful but I am absolutely) ....this was a great comic relief. In the UK people are more willing to get crazy and daring with fashion and I love that!

My marker art

I did this this AM on the train! Only thing is, the colors are far more intense in my original.....

AMADEUS Part 3

    I know another You tube clip.....but I forgot how much I LOVE this film!

Fall, a few years ago. Before a performance. I admit, heavily photoshopped! I just looked a little wan, so added lots of saturation. But hell, it looks great.

I was meditating, I suppose you could say, on the Greek sun god Apollo whom I have a particular obsession with....hence the the theme of orange.......not sure, still, exactly what an invocation is..................?   .man not to toot my own horn but I love it! I spent so much energy and almost all my money putting this project (this is only part) together............after all that hard work, and this was WORK........this is a reminder why I go through all that. 

Riverdance Show 1 - Jean Butler, Colin Dunne and María Pagés

This isn't the one I saw.....but the same show, I think, a few years later. My friend was sweet to take me.

Barry Lyndon - Irish Jig

  Forgive, please, my MIA status. I was rather sick from this awful weather. 

This film....I grew up watching....apparently there's a legal issue with posting the youtube clip.....or what have you, so here's a picture......



every time it was revived anywhere I was taken to see it. But this scene, the dance, is so beautiful guess it never really hit me til now. My fantasy ......before anyone does it first....but if they do, I wrote about it here so that's proof it's my idea.....is to perform Irish-American folk dances. Or in that style. Here in America "clogging" became a popular dance back in the early days: it combined Irish, English and African dance traditions. I need the dress, a guy who can dance this way, and the pissed off boyfriend in the background.....  Thinking about it, though, I am ...........dancing like this.....I couldn't stop laughing........ It would be very bizarre......and embarrassing. Picturing this....I .......in the book Angela's Ashes the main character talks about being taken to dance lessons..... It's the same thing with waltzing: I try picturing doing that with any of the men I dated......I can't......


I saw Riverdance live once.....it was wonderful of this person to take me. But somehow I wasn't that moved. Maybe it was the music which seemed repetitive to me. It was beautiful......but felt like the same over and over. Lately, though, it has grown on me little by little. In this one video I'm watching I have to say the guy is awesome.



BTW I HATE this new layout of blogger design....it's too damn hard to navigate back and forth.....this will explain some of the jerkiness as I try to figure this out. 

Harlot 2006

OK I promise more besides youtube links but also Felix da Housecat has such mad wicked kick ass videos here's another

Eurythmics - Love Is A Stranger

  There are so many levels of genius to this video I wish I knew who directed......everything syncs. It makes so many statements about women, feminism, gender, class.......plus the visuals and editing......yes I love this!

Jody Watley - Looking For A New Love

I cannot praise this video enough or Jody Watley she is a goddess here! 80s club culture.....

another woman popping her gum behind me

yes it's ok I am a loving, gentle and patient person....

in a library

the woman next to me is chomping on her gum it's driving me nuts......




new life. looking forward to it.

Staying Alive

The script for this film was far from Pulitzer Prize winning but the dance scenes are genioux......

more Watergate/the Clash

  About seven years ago....I was listening to this band constantly this probably saved me at the time.......


this is back when Joe Strummer and the others were around 21, something like that. I mean, they were kids at the time. 

Skag I guess is heroin? All this pre-AIDS all that stuff.  


I'm So Bored With the USA 


By Joe Strummer and Mick Jones

Lyrics:


Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia
But now he can't afford a bag

Yankee dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
In fact it's giving orders
An' they can't afford to miss a word

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?

Yankee d-e-tectives
Are always on the TV
'Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week

Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Age
And I hope nobody escapes

I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
But what can I do?
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
I'm so bored with the U...S...A...
I'm so bored with the U...S...A..
But what can I do?

Move up Starsky
For the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak
For the USA

impressionisms

when I think of this, I think of this cheesy ass song by Simon in Garfunkle.....but it is still meaningful to me. I suppose meaningful can be cheesy. The French understand this, slices of life or of film that takes pictures of life. Summer brings this to me. Maybe it's subtext, or....? Something like that. Claude Chabrol uses dinner scenes in so many of his films....which is such genius, how so much is said with something so simple. A family eating dinner, yet so much goes into this simple everyday thing. The kind of cups, plates, table cloth, the shoes they wear, the room they eat in.....one of my favorite films of his is La Ceremonie.

Anyway.

Little things of summer I love and are so beautiful....there's that along with......everything else. In Central Park the flowers are on the trees pure white, against the background of the Met, and I love the Met too. Looks like the pictures in my Tarot deck. The little yellow flowers that look like boobs, not sure what they're called. The leaves are out. Tulips. It's all so gorgeous and winter is so dark and bleak.....then the flowers come out, Easter .....or .....? Rite of spring whatever you want to call it.....it's the colorful light in the dark. The smell of clothes, linens that have dried naturally outside.....something about that....? you can tell the difference. When I was a kid in Evanston my family had barbecues in this small park by the lake. I was remembering this today. Right at the beginning of summer, just as school was ending.

mercy light

mercy light
sun is lust
help this is nothing time
the space between the smallest things


light is me
me I'm a twin
for good or evil 
I'm not going




I won't be going home
I won't be




light lust
it must come back
must not infect
mercy light
light of lust
it's mine must be mine
it's mine must be mine
mercy light


I asked I asked
and did I know
I asked again and did I know
you were a rainbow
you were the sun spinning
the gold spinning
you were all the colors
every different fabric
on one of those Brooklyn streets
mercy lust
what must have been
what must be mine


they are the ones
coming apart




if they tried
they didn't
I died again
somehow it all fell on me
fell on me


I lived and lived after that
they cut her open
they looked for signs
only took one bad turn
only took one foolish lover
only one skull
a body, another
one car and four wheels
the candle flame glowed like gold
his bare body lit up


another in the ground
another mouth sewed shut
a crow, a raven
I ran and didn't wait
ran and didn't wait 

Mary-Kate & Ashley Olsen make-up tutorial

It's been so long since I watched these girls love this.....)

sephora nail polish

I ran uptown....went into whole foods....was trying on their oils.....

I went into Sephora and put on this face wash they were sampling....plus this light blue nail polish mermaid something.....it  looks great) tons of people were running and I was slow because my knees are messed up. I feel my face hot now.



There is more stuff of mine I have to memorize. Stuff that I wrote. A lot.....I have to catch up on. as the time is now.....

library

there are these cute little girls using the computers.....feeling a little better. I went running and showered....hot shower. Tomorrow's another day. Today's another night.

Erasure - "Oh L'amour" Version 2 1986

  This video so rocks.....in every sense of the word.....!

not

very often my nasty side comes out......but when pushed to the threshold.....well, as would anyone's. Someone who reacts, even hysterically, under the worst kind of duress and having all her buttons pushed past what anyone could handle, is not a dangerous person. It's not the same as someone who becomes aggressive at someone without they're having done anything. But anyway. 

All I wanted was to move on, and I had.....and this absurdness started. I was quietly living my life. That's the truth. That is absolutely the truth. I'm a quiet and private person. I haven't been even down at Occupy Wall St. except for one time walking the dog. I don't get into fights. I don't get loudly drunk. I don't ....I'm not a lavish spender. I haven't threatened anyone, I am definitely not a ringleader of anything. I can guarantee you I wanted nothing.....not even to BE in Manhattan where all this awful stuff started....I wanted to get back to my life in Brooklyn and Hoboken......just back to my life period. That is absolutely all I wanted. I'm also a spiritual person, and that requires quiet and private space, mostly. 

 It's not a lot. Though I deserve more.




AND that's all I want now, is to move on.



Start again.

also,

wasn't going to bring it up....some, driven by hatred, resentment, greed and envy.....stood in the way of my meeting with him. Really the worst creatures this planet has ever been cursed with. Who would do such a thing? I can't accept that that's a human being. They're just not. I wish I didn't have to write these things. Among other things, hacked into his computer and phone messages. That is not love. That's obsession, vindictiveness and hate. That's the worst kind of malice. But there you are. I too wish it weren't happening. To kick those who are down, when they are down. There's nothing noble in that.....that's cowardly, pathetic and disgusting.
But take heed, the whole world is watching, and every attack this person makes is on record.....if you want to go down in history as one of the worst, and be cursed and hated for many, many generations to come, and by the world presently, keep it up. And this woman I told him 3 years ago would be his downfall, but he didn't listen. It's sad indeed, and my words have rung true. It's not too late. Move on. I don't want to write these things, but what do I do? Something is terribly wrong and that's simply how it is.  

A quote from Judiciary Report: Let's get this ugliness being done all out in the open. As I see it, you do foul stuff to people, you deserve to be named and shamed for it. 

And it is my conviction that wrongful actions are being taken and I've suffered for it, as have others, and it's not tolerable by any means. It had to be spoken. It's too many times, all coming back to the same place. It is simply .....it doesn't get any lower than that, to surreptitiously work against someone who never did anything to you, simply because you resent their fame, or romance with someone....it's inexcusable and indefensible. This is unjustified. Hiding this way, and lying, is also cowardly. This is dirty fighting, toward someone who never initiated contact with you let alone never started anything with you.Not to mention trying to censor them, which is illegal, just because you don't like what they have to say, because it rings a little too true. People aren't crazy, bipolar nor are they imagining things: they're rightfully pissed off and you and don't like you for good reason. Furthermore, you stole from Stanley Kubrick.

Now. Let's start this day over, shall we?

21 year old woman falls

from the same area I wrote about yesterday. Every time I have a day and incident like this it's....something happens. And it did. It's all that general badness. 21 years old my goodness. Or did, rather, my mistake. The article came up. I was reading an essay by someone who wants to be a mortician....it gave me weird dreams of a little girl sobbing by a fountain, then her family came and started crying with her...her saying why them and not me......this last night

the influence of 13

the good news is that's an extreme number. I say this because it's come up innumerable times. So, it happens like that, the "death" in a way, then the "rebirth" the good, I guess. now that the sun is out. I was hysterical and angry and blowing up and crying and sobbing .....I....had a bad incident with law enforcement which I don't want to go into. I was so shaken and distressed....then at this apartment condo in that den of degeneration and everything abysmal, sick, vomit-inducing in the universe Murray Hill (sorry, I know a couple people in that area who are decent. but the area you're in is not) these ....people.....I'll leave the adjectives out......said something really insulting to me. I may have made mistakes and have certain shortcomings but this was out of place and undeserved. This went too far. I became physically ill. I lost my sunglasses. I had no food, no money, no medicine, someone stole my salad, my metrocard had a problem which .....I hate morning, I hate it I hate it I hate day I hate midtown all this I must be liberated from this I simply cannot take it. I can't. I can't. All this hate and meanness and nastiness and it's wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong there must be a solution to this! My eyes were stinging from sun because I'm sensitive to it. I'm sick of this, all of this. I acted badly for that I'm sorry....but some things are simply not right and they have to change.

incident

I had a horrible morning I am sorry for the last two posts I didn't mean to publish them. Please don't read if they were emailed.  But I do feel the influence of some. I don't want to go on and on about this but I'm very upset and need to find a solution to this problem it's my problem I'm so distressed.......and I am very frustrated that so much sympathy and help has simply come too late. I was......I went through a real hell in the past 24 hours I simply did......it was a nasty, devastating, low and dirty attack horrible. That coupled with other things, over the past couple years. I want an end to it. I don't know what I did so terribly. it just feels like I'm dying even though I'm not. I know it's self serving to say this but it is that much of a threat to some.....it was undeserved. Completely. I HATE Murray Hill and the people in it. My God that's an understatement. Certain people in that neighborhood are the absolute worst that humanity has ever created. But I won't go on about that here. I will say that. Not to mention a couple others. I won't deny it. I have good reason to. I just want to resolve this problem.This had to happen on a nice day......it felt like I was in hell and being crushed and what can I say I'm trying to fix all this. I don't know what else to say. I just went through a horrific thing and it was undeserved. It was. It really was. I'm sorry for what I did wrong but I didn't deserve that.

ran, again, somehow

maybe....it was all the sugar I consumed....I felt faint and a non stop urge to fall asleep despite having slept a lot.....little better

heat, sweat, hills.....and in front of Trump Apartments

I met someone a few years ago who lived there. It was on 44st and 1st I was walking along there, past the UN building....I used to ride my bike from brooklyn, up 1st, to the park or gym on the east side....because why? that was excruciatingly hard work and it was hot like this. don't get me wrong, I'll take sticky heat over the winter any day. I love summer. All the blessings the sun the light.....I was walking there and.....in front of all these people in my new boots I stepped in doo doo really embarassing....I kind of shrieked.....


I am thankful for an early summer.

Happy Sunday

I'm so thankful winter is almost over and it's not too cold out.....

better.....

Except for sleep deprivation, I'm OK, for now.....that person is gone. As for the details.....oh God. That'll take a book.

on this site

I'm pressed for time but I just want to say, I am expressing, writing on here, freely and creatively what I'm feeling and living breathing seeing experiencing......this is life as it comes my way.....and certain themes are attached to a lot of events. Upsetting yeah some of it is. I was upset when I wrote it. That is what I was feeling. A source has revealed things to me that did turn out to be true with further digging. Times of pain good as well as bad what I felt I said I wrote words were what I had to ....what I had to work with.

Tribeca .....before....

another subway photo: John Conn

Morning commute? from the 70s

Watergate.....Nixon

I've been reading articles....and I don't think it's possible to read them all....on the Nixon "Tricky Dicky" (love that) and Watergate.....conspiracy; which it absolutely was.....wiretapping, breaking and entry.....wow so much has changed (uh, that was sarcasm in case you missed it). This is fascinating stuff.....like I said I only began to read up on this. Also on "Deep Throat" aka Mark Felt....as the source for the dirty secrets, an investigation that started with the FBI, ironic because they had done the exact same thing: unlawfully spying on people who were not criminals, who hadn't done anything illegal and weren't endangering anyone.......the worst really and done with deliberate malice; to destroy the Civil Rights movement.....THEY the FBI were the criminals.....it's all really horrifying and makes me sick to think about it. Unfortunately, there is often corruption in law enforcement, in America. Well, everywhere. White House Chief of staff H.R. Haldeman and Assistant to the President for Domestic Affairs John Ehrlichman were among dozens who were found guilty and went to jail (for a whole 18 months).
Now, almost 40 years later, among others Rupert Murdoch and News Corp. are undergoing massive arrests for more or less the same: they have been, for who knows how long, illegally spying on people, famous and not....in America and the U.K. In New York, there is little being done about it, even though they have done this here not just in the U.K. This didn't end with Anthony Pellicano going to prison; spying is very much alive and well. And it's all a crime under Federal law, but it's happening. Rebekah Brooks was just arrested. The Reuters report had this to say: (Reuters) - Rebekah Brooks, a former editor and close confidante of Rupert Murdoch, was arrested for a second time on Tuesday in a phone-hacking scandal that has rocked the British establishment and embarrassed Prime Minister David Cameron. Embarrassed? To put it mildly. This isn't the government committing these crimes....but .....well, it's said that the ties are extremely close...it takes money to carry this out, it's people who unfortunately got into a position where they could do this almost unchecked for a very long time. I could go on and on about this; but it's going on here in NYC, not just London. Where are the arrests here? I'm digressing, excuse me.

Mark Felt aka "Deep Throat"


It was.....burglary...of the Democratic National Committee...with the intention of spying on members, their rivals. Deliberate. 

 Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein

Well there's scads of material on this...which I plan to read, but I can only give my personal take on this that it's before my time, so I never knew much about this. But I would love to go back if I could and walk around during this time, New York or Paris. I mean if I could go back in time. I don't mean necessarily to the scene below....lol....there was no internet then, no iphones or whatnot.....people smoked (ugh!), the city was famously bankrupt and a dangerous place but there was so much happening just.....how to describe? Kind of like out of the ashes came this new creature.....

NYC subways in the 70s...photo by John Conn..... 


NYC as it was.....I am really intrigued.....

 Times Sq. Prostitute 

photos by Allan Tannenbaum   from the book

DIRTY, DANGEROUS & DESTITUTE | NEW YORK IN THE 70s – ALLAN TANNENBAUM

Love summer

This weather is such a relief and it's so nice to run and stop, sweaty, in wet clothes, and not be shivering in a cold bleak blast.....

this

hard for me to talk about write about.....but there are those unfortunately in my circle who are known for stealing from, then stalking and trying to destroy those who are their targets. They do exist. Furthermore.....I've seen stuff on the web referring to ..........horrific threats against me and someone else I know. We've both been a victim of these same people. It's done in a vague way, but there's no way it couldn't be noticeable. Really nasty stuff, too. Sadly true that a great legacy is under attack by some people who have been flat out called mediocre talents by legions of people who jealously covet the work of artists in the city (remind you of something?). I'm speaking plainly and truthfully here. No joke.

13.....

sums up my life pretty much......

http://www.google.com/imgres?um=1&hl=en&biw=1280&bih=920&tbm=isch&tbnid=mYrYED8p9Y6KPM:&imgrefurl=http://www.hq.nasa.gov/pao/History/apollo/apo13.html&docid=neL13U7PHWI6kM&imgurl=http://www.hq.nasa.gov/pao/History/apollo/images/apo13.gif&w=474&h=462&ei=_kBfT5bAKcTz0gG0lYG7Bw&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=326&sig=106371632744176268186&page=1&tbnh=131&tbnw=134&start=0&ndsp=34&ved=1t:429,r:19,s:0&tx=90&ty=36

another ....

http://mitchieville.com/category/tombstone-headstone/

I mean

like people who play sports, I'm sorry. Like baseball. My experiences in gym, in elementary and junior high,  were the worst hell imaginable. When the sun is glaring. I just don't understand it. Everyone is different. I have friends who love this stuff....great. It's not me.

Happy people have something wrong with them

The world being what it is......I open my email and it's one horror story after another about people doing awful things to good people, animals. In light of this, I will never for the life of me understand people who are loud, chatty, absurdly cheerful and energetic in the morning.  I don't understand happy people. I'm sorry but I hate them. I've never been happy in my life and never am going to be. I'm just not that way. I mean however much crack they smoke, I don't know. I'm never that way no matter what. I feel like I want death, you know? The sun and daytime are horrible. I have had nothing but horrible experiences with day time starting from childhood. Day time is unbearable. How the hell people can be so chirpy lively and bouncy I just don't know. Well I'm not alone, I see. There's a Facebook page called I Hate Happy People. Makes me think of the REM song. These two women walked by me this morning their voices so loud they scraped my ears unbearably and walking fast. It's just not natural to be that way. They are delusional and evil.

http://feralboy.com/2004/08/11/make-your-own-tombstone/  I'm referencing this it's brilliant.....