Monday, May 27, 2013

No, I Am Not Going To Honor War Today

And so here goes yet another one of those recycle this blog posts again in an attempt to maintain content for this blog and my other blog whenever Memorial Day blaghers block possible.

Honoring The Fallen?

And Memorial Day is almost near in a couple of days or so according to that Gregorian calendar on the wall and all of those street festivals that are to be found everywhere in the streets today. And so I thought to blah blog about this patriotic flag waving holiday. And this also leads me to realize that I have been blaghing on this blog for over a year now and that these holidays seem to be a recurring event and same day, different year when that same ole Gregorian calendar date roles around. And then I thought, hey, I can just post the same blog entry from a year ago that I posted on this blog a year ago because it almost seems like it's the same day, different year. And besides, it's less writing sometimes. So the following is a passage that I posted on this blog a year ago:

And today is Memorial Day in America. A celebration of the war day. Another one of those patriotic holidays. The flag wavers are out in force and yellow ribbons, badges of honor, medals, parades, marches, prayers, patriotic songs, tributes and ceremonies are being broadcast everywhere. The headlines read "Honor the dead soldiers, honor the fallen soldiers and comrades". Today is the ultimate patriotic fanatic holiday. My question of the day; for what reason is it an honor to volunteer to be fodder for the canon. For what reason is it an honor to die for nothing, to fight for reasons that do not exist, to fight against the flesh for powers that be that one cannot even see. For what reason is it an honor to be so poor that one will volunteer their life in exchange for money after one leaves the service, if one leaves the service. For what reason is it an honor for persons to be brainwashed with propaganda, theirs or mine. For what reason is it an honor to become a violent person and pick up a gun and kill another person for no reason at all. For what reason is it an honor to be a veteran who now make up the majority of the homeless population these days, and a majority of them are disabled now as a result. For what reason is it an honor to attend one of those military sponsored funerals and cry over the image of a flag that propagates violence, the same flag that caused ones death. For what reason is it an honor to fall and die for nothing. For what reason is it an honor to promote this ideology. What is heroic about all of this? And why does the word "Patriot" have the word "Riot" in it? And why does the word "Military" militant militia have the word "Mal" in it? "Parens Patriarch, Father of our country", that phrase seems to be the basis of endless deaths of the world. I saw Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11 documentary. It is nineteen eighty four and Orwellianism is everywhere at its best today. The war is not meant to be won, it is meant to be continuous.  Is it written somewhere that this must all come to pass? Happy beach bar b queing Memorial day. Peace on earth and goodwill to all mankind. And what does this have to do with a No Police State?
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Tuesday, May 21, 2013

A 13th Street Squat Event

And the memory of you is forgotten. Hey again bloggers or whoever could be reading this blagh. And on this day finds itself as Occupy Wall Street Day actually I'm not sure what Occupy Wall Street Day it finds itself as because Adbusters seems to have changed their homepage design, though I think it's around Occupy Wall Street Day 600 something. And Occupy Wall Street and those global revolutions of a movements Occupy Together are still moving fast, or something like that. And MORUS, the Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space is having a 2013 • 18 since 13: Marking the Eighteenth Anniversary of the Thirteenth Street Eviction event at C Squat, or is it See Squat?, Friday, May 31, 2013 7:00pm until 9:00pm in that neighborhood of the Lower East Side in New York City now called the East Village for real estate marketing purposes maybe. And I know that MORUS is having a remember 13th Street Squats event because that Facebook event invite that Times Up invited me to says so. And if I must blogger say, I remember that 13th street squat eviction clearly, very clearly, as that photo that finds itself posted above says so. And that Facebook event invite reads something like as follows. Occupy Wall Street Worldwide. Squat the world.

On May 30, 1995, the NYPD rolled an armored tank down East 13th Street, employing militaristic force to evict squatters from two buildings. Almost 18 years later to the day, authors, artists, and activists will unite to remember the resistance and celebrate what remains.

Join us for Lower East Side squat stories, slideshows, and readings by Cari Luna, Frank Morales, Fly, and Peter Spagnuolo followed by a short acoustic set by Banji (bandless).

The event will be held at the Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space (MoRUS), 155 Avenue C between 9th and 10th Streets on Friday, May 31, beginning at 7:00 PM.

There is a $5.00 - $10.00 sliding scale suggested donation. No one will be turned away for lack of funds.


Cari Luna received an MFA in fiction from Brooklyn College. Her debut novel, The Revolution of Every Day, will be published by Tin House Books in October 2013. Her short fiction has appeared in failbetter, Avery Anthology, PANK, and Novembre Magazine. New York-born, she now lives in Portland, OR.

Frank Morales, born and raised in the Jacob Riis Projects on the Lower East Side, is a squatter priest and housing rights activist. Author of Police State America (Arm the Spirit, 2002), he is currently adjunct professor at Parsons/The New School in New York City.

Fly has been a squatter on the Lower East Side since the 1980s. She has self-published numerous comics and zines since the mid-1980s and her collection entitled CHRON!IC!RIOTS!PA!SM! was published in 1998 by Autonomedia (Brooklyn). PEOPs, a collection of 196 portraits and stories, was published in June of 2003 by Soft Skull Press. Fly continues to work on the ever-expanding PEOPs Project and is working on a book – Unreal Estate; A Late Twentieth Century History of Squatting in the Lower East Side. Her band Zero Content (est.1994) is currently recording a new album. She has just released PEOPs #8 magaZine. To learn more about Fly visit

Peter Spagnuolo is a poet and ex-squatter, living in Brooklyn. He is a past recipient of poetry fellowships from the states of California and Pennsylvania and is the author of The Squatter’s Midden (2001), Ten by Fourteen (2005), Egg and Dart (2010) and the forthcoming Time’s Wiggy Chariot (2013). He co-founded the micro-power FM station Steal This Radio; the Lower East Side Squatter-Homesteader Archive Project at the NYU Bobst Library-Tamiment Collection; and the artist-book letterpress collective, BOOKLYN. He works as an exculpatory narratologist in NYC’s criminal defense industry. 

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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

One Hundred Years Ago Again

And so this is yet another one of those posts that found itself posted on this blog some time a while ago in an attempt to maintain recycle this blog content for this blog and my other blog whenever blaghers block possible.

And this is yet another one of those emails I received from one of those friends group email lists. And those emails that that friend sends are kind of funny and entertaining sometimes. And so I thought to post that email on this blog because hey, it's less writing sometimes:

One hundred years ago.

Just imagine what the next 100 years will be like. Any guesses???

1909 Ford Model R

Show this to your friends, children and/or grandchildren


This will boggle your mind, I know it did mine!
The year is 1909.
One hundred years ago.
What a difference a century makes!
Here are some statistics for the Year 1909 :


The average life expectancy was 47 years.

fuel for this car was sold in drug stores only

Only 14 percent of the homes had a bathtub.

Only 8 percent of the homes had a telephone.

There were only 8,000 cars and only 144 miles

Of paved roads.

The maximum speed limit in most cities was 10 mph.

The tallest structure in the world was the Eiffel Tower

The average wage in 1909 was 22 cents per hour.

The average worker made between $200 and $400 per year ..

A competent accountant could expect to earn $2000 per year,
A dentist $2,500 per year, a veterinarian between $1,500 and $4,000 per year, and a mechanical engineer about $5,000 per year.

More than 95 percent of all births took place at HOME .

Ninety percent of all doctors had NO COLLEGE EDUCATION!

Instead, they attended so-called medical schools, many of which

Were condemned in the press AND the government as 'substandard.

Sugar cost four cents a pound.

Eggs were fourteen cents a dozen.

Coffee was fifteen cents a pound.

Most women only washed their hair once a month, and used

Borax or egg yolks for shampoo.

Canada passed a law that prohibited poor people from

Entering their country for any reason.

Five leading causes of death were:

1. Pneumonia and influenza
2. Tuberculosis
3. Diarrhea
4. Heart disease
5. Stroke

The American flag had 45 stars..

The population of Las Vegas, Nevada, was only 30!!!!

Crossword puzzles, canned beer, and iced tea Hadn't been invented yet.

There was no Mother's Day or Father's Day.

Two out of every 10 adults couldn't read or write and

Only 6 percent of all Americans had graduated from high school..

Marijuana, heroin, and morphine were all available over the counter at the local corner drugstores. Back then pharmacists said, 'Heroin clears the complexion, gives buoyancy to the mind,regulates the stomach and bowels, and is, in fact, a perfect guardian of health'

( Shocking? DUH! )

Eighteen percent of households had at least one full-time servant or domestic help..

There were about 230 reported murders in the ENTIRE U.S.A.!

Plus one more sad thought; 95 percent of the taxes we have now did not exist in 1909

Try to imagine what it may be like in another 100 years.


Have a great history day
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Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Yet Another Ode To Blogging

And as Google has sent me in search of a fifth full time job in that do not get rich internet quick thing, I find myself posting this post that found itself posted on this blog some time a while ago in an attempt to maintain content for this blog and my other blog whenever blaghers block possible.

Dear Bloggers, is there anyone out there in bloggerland who is wondering where have all the paid blogging opportunities gone? In my quest to get rich Internet quick and blah blog to billions, I have recently found myself wondering where have all the paid blogging sites gone. Lately I sometimes find myself staring at the computer for days waiting for a paid blogging opportunity to appear, so much that it reminds me of that Ode to Blogging Ode that I posted a while back that I am reposting again at the end of this post. And the reality of blogging keeps reminding me that I cannot quit my day job just yet. I have signed up with a few different pay per post, pay you to blog companies and some have paid blogging opportunities every so often, some every once in a blue moon and some every day. And if a paid blogging opportunity arises, unless your website has a Google page ranking of a 100, it's a run, run, run, situation to get the post immediately, hurry, hurry before it's gone! And then when there are not many or any paid posts available for the millions and billions of bloggers in the blogosphere like me with a page ranking such as this blog is, then my mind starts wandering and wondering as I am waiting for days for a paid blogging opportunity to arise. And I have read enough of those other bloggers quest for zillions blogs and enough of those how to blog to millions online tutorials and manuals and I am still wondering how can I get that Google page rank of a hundred overnight to blog to billions?

An Ode To Blogging(sung to the tune of "Mercedes Benz" by Janis Joplin)

Oh Google, won't you give me a PageRank quickly?
My friends all have Adsense, but you banned me.
Blogged hard all my lifetime, trying to make money,
So Google, won't you give me a PageRank quickly?

Oh Shoemoney , won't give my blog a big plug?
I post every day, but never get Dugg.
I like how you're bald, but don't wear a rug,
So oh Shoemoney, won't you give my blog a big plug?

Oh AGLOCO , won't you give up your little green scam?
Your members flood my inbox with lots of spam.
You know that I'm not your biggest fan,
Oh AGLOCO, won't you give up your little green scam?

Oh Google, won't you give me a PageRank quickly?
My friends all have Adsense, but you banned me.
Blogged hard all my lifetime, trying to make money,
So Google, won't you give me a PageRank quickly?
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