Another Spontaneous Poem: The DROP

Atlas Shrugged and You held the cup.

He Spilled the ocean slightly: This Mexican American Man holding up the economy of these United ( Fill Here with your own ideas                             )              States?

You caught the drop of the ocean and your gills overflowed with oxygen.

The States should  secede from the South and the world won't be set back 150 years.

Yur gills are blood red, "Keep breathing, keep swimming." Thought the shark

in the drop, in your cup, on your hands.

Atlas laughed in spanish so He is not like you.(This is why his shoulder shrugged.)

He spilled the ocean slightly:This mexican American man holding up the economy.

Thee states are you united?

United?

You caught the drop of the ocean and you swim in money.

The States should secede from the SSSSSSSSSSouth and the world won't be set black.

(they hisssss like snakes) He speaks in spanish.

Yur gills are blood red, "Keep breathing, Keep swimming." Thought the shark

in the drop,in your cup, on your hands. 

 

Le C21 Homme et Jarhead

Like most things gender is a manmade product. Gender, whether or not you like to admit it is a super conscious act. This is not to say that our ideas of how the opposite sex should act are not influenced by biomechanics but that at this stage of our "evolution" masculinity has become rather useless. Anthony Swafford understands this. Strength, valor, and courage are rendered useless in the face of a gun since neither of those can protect you or help you win a war when your enemy has the bigger gun. But also in the world of a bomb a gun is useless since the airforce gets there before the marines. The irony of this is that guns  an almost comic signifier of phallic strength is also rendered useless as well. This is to say that the marines in Jarhead suffer from Blue Balls and their balls are becoming so blue there almost patriotic.

Think about it: he doesn't shoot anyone during the entire war, he has no females to socialize with and his balls are getting completely bruised by the fact that his lady friend is cheating on him. So is Jarhead just a novel about men carrying big blue patriotic unused balls! Yes yes it is. 

Some "great"(used ironically) critics of the modern masculinity view the first modern war The American Civil War as the source of modern masculine problems and they also sight Women's liberation as stemming from the demasculization that the male sex experienced in WWI. (Remember "The Sun Also Rises" how Jake Barns couldn't get it up?) But personally i think it's a whole bunch of bullshit and if slaves can vote why not women?(black humor I don't mean it, no pun intended , I'm not racist, oh shit is it racist to make a joke about slavery and then to insinuate that women have served a role akin to sexually based slavery for hundreds of years and then that the word "black" denotes a race of people when it obviously does not (a white or black bunny is still a bunny and i could never hurt either, now a bunny made of golden fur i would slaughter) but if you feel completely offended by inane uneducated comments please don't watch CNN or CSPAN since their is an entire nation of men who believe this and it ain't Iraq ohhhhhhhhh shit .........)

Anyway, after the gun the weak and the strong became equal, after the bomb the strength and bravery became OBSOLETE and in a very real sense so does notions of masculinity, but the true question here is of copulation so that the traditional male and his masculinity  has become obsolete, girls (wink) and is nolonger fit for reproduction since  intellectuality now decides and wins a war, this is also why we are losing in Iraq, but apparently the entire nation has not realized this, so yes i was going for Hillary and yes i believe the media sandbagged her during her interviews (no pun intended).

 

i know why the College Student Sings!!!!!!!!!!!

Academia is practiced everyday, some are students of social relations of people and human smiles (my brother Farmer). Some are students of students and relations between the word student of students. Some are jarheads raging in boredom, I think i might be an academic jarhead! Now ! Kerouac hated College Students and he has good reason to, we of "the none identity middle class" (I believe were his exact words) have nothing better to do then read, live (or search for satisfaction), and appreciation the art of other people and  then sleep (th ebest and worst part of my day). 

What academia is the academics of sublimity, what and were can i learn this art without losing touch with my roots as a consumer? Does the Academic have any say in the world of reality or are we doomed to detachment and endless philosophy and normal human relations? Where does the academic sit in reality? Does he or she come in contact with anything of the Real? Is the academic a sort of Intellectual Warrior or is he a socially respected mystic, a madman reading obscure texts, worrying about the souls and lives of imaginary people, and looking for reality in the words of words written by other people?

I argue that the academic on rare occasion crosses this line between the real and the unreal and sits on the darkness and light created by greater minds, he or she is an artist in that they can understand what others only have a faint (but beautiful) impression of truth/sublimity/reality(then again i consider these things combined). But great minds think alike so that's why on the rare occasion the philosophers stone is granted to the academic an one could reveal the true meaning behind the books that reflect and affect the lives of millions, where does the academic sit? Were does the student who learns from the academic sit? Now we can say that all people are students on this journey called life..........................and then we are left with the notion that all men and women are academics, mystics, wildmen, madman, searching, grasping , ignoring, restless, bored, hungry....................................................................................

or maybe not . Maybe  we are content in our material existence and the academic like the artist sits on the periphery of  a grand  comedy/tragedy of natural drive.

and perhaps (as is a prerequisite of my generation) this is just a manafistation  "hyperbahlee" of the middle class non identity boredom.

I Wanna Be A JarHead ( A blog in Kerouacian Spontaneous Prose)

 Their is a faint sense of sublimity and murder in the acts of a would be hero. 

The hero does (must?) conquer, destroy, and establish a different order, than the 

one 

before. 

To destroy 

and then reconstruct 

is what i did when i built  a wooden castle in Kindergarden. 

From the Amoeba to the Philosopher's discourse, i wanna be a Jarhead and eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat  eat eat eta etae taetaetaetaetae tea eat eta eta eta eat eate ateta eta eta eta eta eate ate ate ta eat etae at eate tae ate te..................................then kill   then search and destroy.

Final Conclusions on the Mercy Seat

This play really concerns itself with danger patrols of the heart and the broken sensibilities that keep us away  from where we all actually want to be........ somewhere completely free  ...... that is completely, immorally, and coquettishly absent  .... absent or detached from all the limits of  time, space, place, and personal culture (or maybe thats just what i want)

The Dialogue in the play is mainly about social sensibilities, conscious and subconscious desires and the pesky problem of having to deal with the problem of another mind in order to find happiness. ( the Socratic critique rears its ugly face again) 

The Play can also be seen as a discussion between the jihadist of the heart or the male lead) and the American Family, however dysfunctional (the female lead).

The Ending was pretty good, a reverse of existentialism where life with meaning, however artificial you would like to argue, is more like a death of happiness. While life without traditional value is a freedom. i smell a critique here ....it smells like mouthcash and truthpaste and has Roe vs. Wade written all over it.

P.S. i prefer to use the lower case "I" becuase it looks like a little person. Holler!!!!!

Things of  General Interest in The Mercy Seat

Consumerism saves the main characters life 

 

The Female lead is a strong character but is easily bothered or offended by remarks that underscore her "deviant" gender related behavior

The image of Cheese might be symbolic (the Rat Race)

The Male lead is a beautifully post-modern Masculine stereotype , empty lost, boorish, and humorously misogynistic, its like he's still in high school, which by the way is kinda like the intellectual level of modern American political discourse

Doggy Style Sex is compared to hell

The Successful female, a main issue of post-modern gender role,  is accused of insensitivity'-F@$#$n hilarious 

"Shit .......I Love you there" pg 62- Ben: truly a modern romantic and a masculine stereotype- another moment of generic crap in an otherwise fine play.

the Mercy Seat: Ben the Jihadist of the Heart

The play is totally about aspects of mercy and atonement, really it can almost be a play on  atonement. (Wink Wink, cough cough, nudge nudge, cough! wink! nudge! fart?)The play keeps in mind notions of morality and hebraic theology (forefathers of Christianity). In hebraic theology as well in christian theology the act of asking for mercy is necessary in order to make up for Original Sin.

Though here the roles are reversed and Adam plays the seducer once promulgated to the name and gender of Eve. Really here both Ben and Abbey are asking for mercy : Ben asks for mercy in his desire to escape his  former life without having to deal with the consequences. Abbey asks for mercy for herself and for Ben's family. 

The funny thing is that Ben thinks he is performing an act of mercy by pretending to die, (self sacrifice wink ,wink, nudge, nudge, cough , cough ,mushroom cloud) while Abbey knows the real circumstance behind Ben's actions and moves herself sexually and verbally to a conformation of her ideas about Ben's true motives. abbey in a sense is seeking mercy and redemption through the verbalization of Ben's love for her ; while Ben is seeking nothing but thighs, legs, and the sweet, sweet,.......... scent of KFC.