"In the world which is upside down, the true is a moment of the false."
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Tuesday, April 27, 2004 meanwhile.. ..in local news.. lately i've been working and commiserating with some rather interesting and, in some cases, amazing individuals and organizations. this will be of interest mainly to those in the NYC metro area, but a a few of these groups do have national reach. for serious activism i have been fortunate enough to come in contact with an organization called new democratic majority. NDM is essentially brand new, rising from the ashes of the local grassroots dean organization. it seems that the nyc dean die-hards, instead of scattering to the winds, decided to keep plugging away. they are at least nominally affiliated with what has become of the now defunct dean effort, democracy for america. they are a new organization trying to figure out exactly who they are, what exactly they are about, what their mission actually is and such. in this they remind me of our efforts to get arts for action off the ground in the winter of 2002/2003. i wrote a bit about that back here. anyway, NDM does show really great potential and i'm quite happy to be associated with them. if anything, it's kinda nice to be around at the genesis of an organization that has real goals and the means to achieve them and isn't comprised almost entirely of... ..ahem.. .. "artists". we can be something of an indecisive, bickering bunch of shitheads sometimes. the kids at greene dragon have proven to be a hoot as well. they had a week's worth of fun stuff during tv turnoff week last week. on wed. night, they had people meet at two different locations on opposite sides of times square where they were met with 30 foot long green satin dragons and lots of folks with noise making gear. at the bar i was at, the dragon showed at exactly the right time and we followed the dragon and the noisemakers past all the tourists waiting in line for their broadway shows to times square, where we met the other dragon and its supporting cast of weirdness. we then proceeded to one of the islands in the middle of the street and were joined by several people with cardboard televisions on their heads and remote controls in their hands (they kept trying to change the channels on the famously large screens in times square. it was rad.) and most of a brass marching band. we then danced, sang and played in the middle of the square in all our green satin dragon glory for about twenty minutes, much to the amusement and utter bewilderment of the ever present tourists. it was a hoot and a half. then we all went to the siberia bar and got drunk. yeehaw! i like the greene dragon kids. they gots lots o' promise. i should also mention that both NDM and greene dragon are having an event here in nyc on saturday, may 1st, the one year anniversary of the "mission accomplished" speech. for those of you keeping score at home, 583 coalition personnel have lost their lives so far since that bit of lunacy. ( there were 139 before that.) i believe we will be building a coffin here at the house for it. having a large space and woodshop do have their advantages.... finally, there is redefeat bush. i have been doing as much as i can for RDB for the past month or so, not only because i am thoroughly and completely committed to their stated aims and fully invested in doing whatever i can to make them come to pass as i am so totally krushed out on e, the young lady who is the nyc coordinator for RDB. to put it mildly, e is hot as effin' hell. in many more ways than one. i'm happy to do whatever i can for RDB, but it certainly doesn't hurt that i get to spend so much time with ms. rebel girl and all, even if she doesn't even notice. also, i shant let this missive expire without a mention of the billionaires for bush. i love, love, love the billionaires. i do. i even chose a billionaire name last week. after many weeks of deliberation, i settled on a name i think says what i want it to say about the petulant oligarchs that own us all but is also something of an homage to my fave local bar. my billionaire name is: 'I. Ona Yoassis'. the billionaires were brilliant on tax day at the main post office across from madison square garden. "cut out the middleman! make your checks out directly to us!" "thanks for paying your taxes so we don't have to!" "huzzah!" good, good shit. bikini kill: "rebel girl" "that girl thinks she's the queen of the neighborhood. i've got news for you she is! posted by downtown | 4:07 AM |
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