Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Juicy
they ran out of French flags at the corner store.
isn't it strange when you watch a politican give a talk and he uses words like "think" and "hope" in close proximity to each other? like, touching each other and shit. and he's not talking about Fat Albert? Clinton and Kerry in Philly (what was described as a "fashion show" by my friend who attended it) was like the ALCS of this year's election. speaking of which, these guys should have their own postage stamps.
much respect to The Fader who ran a great article on a paper i wanted to write in an old American literature class. and without calling me, neither. it's on two of the greatest poets this country has. Saul Williams and Amiri Baraka. good stuff.
and remember that white dude who looked like George Michael? no, no that guy. this guy. this is a strange world when you can make fun of Michael Jackson's hair catching on fire at the set of a soda commercial and then make a visceral critique of the Bush regim---er, presidency. cartoons are the greatest philosophy that America has shared with the world. someone else who is aggresively ousting apathy (or at least contextualizing it's RuPaul presence) is my friend, and Village Voice writer, Hua. don't believe me, huh? think im lying, right? well keep that mouse away from me.
well, i'm glad things are going well. and that Mexican culture is getting the press it deserves. look, another Diego Rivera retrospective--oh, wait. its just another Mexican restaurant.
