tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32512136820473213362024-03-12T19:31:08.710-07:00NO IMAGEThis Account Has Been DisabledJANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-11444086945631581932011-03-22T14:03:00.001-07:002011-03-22T14:03:58.033-07:00you can find me on tumblrhere: http://kottonkandyklouds.tumblr.com/JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-23797396782080000172010-07-07T02:56:00.000-07:002010-07-07T03:02:03.030-07:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Weather Underground</span> (from ARTFORUM)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEingdWTk2vUzkUEbNZejLemLQfvlB3-khrWBxlAWLqfnkPYtnUi0Ej4vNNAL5qUEcnf1Ej3mR-2POWm7oAtyPUwhaPSeU6jcFb-KDIk7TYW8EClVpSgEmFCCBN9X6i7eE67yLTp0Ki-kNY/s1600/article00.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEingdWTk2vUzkUEbNZejLemLQfvlB3-khrWBxlAWLqfnkPYtnUi0Ej4vNNAL5qUEcnf1Ej3mR-2POWm7oAtyPUwhaPSeU6jcFb-KDIk7TYW8EClVpSgEmFCCBN9X6i7eE67yLTp0Ki-kNY/s400/article00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491101940644635058" /></a><br />Left: George Kuchar, Weather Diary 5, 1989, still from a color video, 38 minutes 17 seconds. Right: George Kuchar, Weather Diary 1, 1986, still from a color video, 79 minutes.<br /><br />“IF WE NEED ACTION”—camera pans up toward an ominous gray sky—“we know where to look.” The joke, delivered by George Kuchar about halfway through his Weather Diary 5 (1989), is typical fare for the filmmaker, riffing on his frustration with the lack of sexual stimulation in his cooped-up motel room and the inherent dangers of the locale: the “Tornado Alley” region of Oklahoma that Kuchar has been visiting each May for the past two decades. The result is an ongoing personal theater of absurdity, nonpareil in the world of cinema.<br /><br />Kuchar’s career as a filmmaker can be divided into three discernible phases: his earliest collaborations with his twin brother, Mike, in the 1950s and ’60s, when the two emerged as pioneers of the early New York underground film scene; the chaotic and colorful films he has made with his students each year, since the early ’70s, at the San Francisco Art Institute; and his more personal, diaristic video works. It is this third phase, resulting in several hundred works to date, that forms the focus of a retrospective, curated by scholar Marc Siegel, currently on view as part of the Berlin Biennial. Kuchar began working with a camcorder in the ’80s because, in his words, it was a “despised medium,” ugly and amateur—the stuff of home movies rather than a vehicle for high art. Ever prescient, Kuchar immediately sensed that the most interesting way of dealing with video’s limitations would be to exploit them. The resulting oeuvre can be read as a single, continuous opus, with individual films serving as chapters, ranging in length from under ten minutes to over an hour. Stylistically, the work is neither home movie nor high art, but perhaps a little of both, and it forms a self-portrait of the artist—his journeys, his friends, and his daily motions—all transmitted through Kuchar’s self-deprecating, Bronx-accented narration. The Kuchar oeuvre is an archaeology of the mundane.<br /><br />The centerpiece of Kuchar’s work since the late ’80s has been his “Weather Diaries” (1986–), which document his annual visits to the El Reno Motel in El Reno, Oklahoma. These trips are a means of temporarily escaping the muck of urban life while simultaneously engaging the artist’s childhood fascination with—and fear of—extreme weather. Much of the footage focuses on Kuchar’s motel room: a collage of banal narrative veering perpetually toward the grotesque (as we are constantly reminded of the artist’s canned-meat-and-fast-food diet—and its gastrointestinal consequences) interspersed with weather reports from television and radio, as well as “action” shots of the (impending) storms outside the window. Occasionally, he ventures out for strained interactions with the locals. In Weather Diary 5, we accompany Kuchar to an empty beauty salon, where the proprietress gives us an in-depth tour of all the hair products. In Weather Diary 3 (1988), he befriends a student storm chaser staying in the room next door. Kuchar’s infatuation with the young man seems more rooted in his awe of the meteorology student’s bravery than in straightforward sexual attraction.<br /><br />Like his ambivalent fix on El Reno, Kuchar’s relationship with mainstream cinema has always been one of give-and-take. While there’s nothing here resembling a conventional plot, the action is always fast-paced, with most shots in the “Hollywood” three-and-a-half-to-five-second range, thus resisting the strategic slowness on which oppositional strategists of “art cinema” so often rely. Kuchar could be thought of as anti-anti, his art the deployment of a deliberate artlessness. With its wandering gaze, lo-fi effects, and obsessive need to document and find spectacular meaning in the unspectacular, Kuchar’s vision continues to be one of the most endearing in American cinema.<br /><br />— Travis Jeppesen<br /><br />A selection of George Kuchar’s video works curated by Marc Siegel is on view through August 8, 2010, at Mehringdamm 28, D-10961 Berlin, as part of the 6th Berlin Biennial.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-42128848318383056372010-07-07T02:30:00.000-07:002010-07-07T03:02:47.903-07:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Our Finest Basher of Plutocratic Bigness</span> (from Too Much)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqQkCl-SRhvQ4GGNO3dRgI_nWyNSY909ztC4kOn2nx4SveFoWvEIpR5GhPcA1zuAeAR6lp3WWjRHww4FTsXH6kmlvTXUQm3eXj1tj55n2QYHKTJxung7SrGOzomwETyRnGPTS86QOpu80/s1600/Marilyn_Monroe_Hollywood_1952_H353_IMA_Framed.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqQkCl-SRhvQ4GGNO3dRgI_nWyNSY909ztC4kOn2nx4SveFoWvEIpR5GhPcA1zuAeAR6lp3WWjRHww4FTsXH6kmlvTXUQm3eXj1tj55n2QYHKTJxung7SrGOzomwETyRnGPTS86QOpu80/s400/Marilyn_Monroe_Hollywood_1952_H353_IMA_Framed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491099324269426130" /></a>Melvin Urofsky, Louis D. Brandeis: A Life. Pantheon Books, 2009, 953 pp.<br /><br />Last week's Senate confirmation hearing on the Elena Kagan Supreme Court nomination proved to be, as expected, a rather listless affair. President Obama had picked for the high court a nominee almost sure to raise no passionate opposition, and she didn't.<br /><br />Nearly a century ago, in 1916, President Woodrow Wilson chose the opposite course. Wilson named for the high court a public figure absolutely certain to set the nation ablaze with passion. He nominated attorney Louis Brandeis, then the nation's most famed progressive critic of America's rich and powerful.<br /><br />The opposition of those rich and powerful would be immediate and deep. They despised Brandeis. Senator Thomas Walsh of Montana, a Brandeis backer, would explain why. Louis Brandeis, Walsh noted, "has not stood in awe of the majesty of wealth."<br /><br />We now have a magisterial new biography of Louis Brandeis, a volume of nearly 1,000 pages that never lags - in part because author Melvin Urofsky writes so well, in part because Brandeis led such a fascinating life.<br /><br />Brandeis, this new biography makes clear, didn't figure to become a scourge of grand fortune. He grew up in a prosperous and cultured family in Louisville, matriculated at Harvard, and then went on to establish a thriving commercial law practice in Boston. By age 34 in 1890, Brandeis was earning over $50,000 a year, the equivalent of more than $1 million today.<br /><br />The young Brandeis would be the very model of a model Victorian-age gentleman: always prim, always proper - and always honest. That honesty would eventually upend his comfortable existence.<br /><br />In the late 19th century, prim and proper young Boston gentlemen joined "good government" groups. Brandeis did, too - and took the work seriously. The young lawyer would soon realize that most all "bad government" seemed to share a common source: rich and powerful special interests.<br /><br />Brandeis began taking on these special interests, first locally in Boston, then statewide, and finally at the national level. By 1907, he was confronting the empire of financier J. P. Morgan, the heaviest of Wall Street heavyweights.<br /><br />Opponents blasted Brandeis as a "socialist." But Brandeis never did or said anything that merited that label. Brandeis did not want, notes biographer Urofsky, "to tear down" private enterprise. He sought to save it from the "curse of bigness," from the "great aggregations" of wealth that menaced democracy.<br /><br />If that wealth went unchallenged, Brandeis believed, society would likely see upheaval - and who knew what the end product of that upheaval would be?<br /><br />"The rising resentment at plutocratic action will make itself severely felt," Brandeis confided in a letter to his brother. "After all, we are living in a Democracy, & some way or other, the people will get back at power unduly concentrated, and there will be plenty of injustice in the process."<br /><br />The people, Brandeis would warn in a public address, are "beginning to doubt whether there is a justification for the great inequalities in the distribution of wealth, for the rapid creation of fortunes." And the people, he would add, "show evidence on all sides of a tendency to act."<br /><br />Brandeis would go on to play a key role in the early Woodrow Wilson administration, and help craft the legislation that brought the first sweeping federal regulation of the corporate state. He would later look back fondly on 1913 and 1914 as "the only time in recent American history when rich men had not had an undue influence with an administration."<br /><br />In 1916, Brandeis won his Supreme Court nomination fight and would serve nearly two dozen years as a justice, most of that time in a distinct philosophical minority. He would discuss, in dissents, the "gross inequality in the distribution of wealth and income which giant corporations have fostered" and predict, in the 1920s, that the nation's growing inequality would lead to no good.<br /><br />In the 1930s, with the coming of Depression and New Deal, the ideas that Brandeis had championed years earlier would bear new fruit, in bills like the Glass-Steagall Act, the financial reform legislation that would essentially tame Wall Street for the next 50 years.<br /><br />But Brandeis, notes Urofsky, wanted checks on fortune that went beyond what the New Deal was contemplating in the 1930s. He wanted to "increase sharply the income tax at the upper ends of the spectrum," on corporations and on individuals alike, and "impose a steep federal inheritance tax to limit the amount that any one person could pass down to the next generation to $1 million."<br /><br />Brandeis would retire in 1939 and pass on two years later. He would likely have taken great pride in the much more equal United States that began to emerge in the 1940s after his death. For good reason. He helped create it.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-58223836747277105002010-07-05T21:30:00.000-07:002010-07-05T21:36:41.672-07:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXOcCMrhnnk&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXOcCMrhnnk&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>It’s like walking: You don’t show people walking if they aren’t going somewhere.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-15728195725185458462010-07-01T02:03:00.000-07:002010-07-01T02:08:02.775-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/111655586_4d7d731557.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/56/111655586_4d7d731557.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>A man who apparently passed out on a pool float at a Tampa area beach ended up drifting about a mile from Florida's shore in the Gulf of Mexico.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-88496221876096383112010-04-19T00:41:00.000-07:002010-04-19T00:57:20.356-07:00baby GUERILLA talks about ARMED ANTI-CORPORATE IMPERIALIST STRUGGLE (i.e. bananas)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.noahsanimalfigurines.com/catalog/images/aw/30193.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 579px; height: 686px;" src="http://www.noahsanimalfigurines.com/catalog/images/aw/30193.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />The good news: The GORILLA is a politico-militaristic organization operating within illegality. The GORILLA'S struggles are adorable, you know, GORILLAS love to hug each other. This means that GORILLAS align themselves with certain international liberation movements that wage war (i.e. hug) against big corporations and rich conservative pigs. The GORILLA has no real viewpoint (i.e. it likes all kinds of art, especially art that defies the market), and has no basis from which to operate. Everything is constantly in motion, as is struggle. The GORILLA loves to hug. Oddly, the GORILLA perceives class struggle (i.e. 98% of the USA) as the basic principle of history and class struggle as the reality in which 98% of America's dreams will be realized. The GORILLA takes action, that is, it loves to hug (i.e. make REVOLUTION).JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-18367043173304219222010-03-18T23:13:00.000-07:002010-03-18T23:41:30.247-07:00Introducing Baby MAOSE, Communique 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/mice/stufani656t.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 227px;" src="http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/mice/stufani656t.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Comrades! You are little right now. That's okay. Come closer. Closer. There. Feel my vibrating whiskers. I am cute. Pet me. Now, listen: in our struggle for the liberation of the American people there are various fronts. (Rappers and gangsta people, who are poor, and poor white people chime in, you already know this.) Among these various fronts there are the fronts of the pen and of the gun, the cultural and the military fronts. To defeat the enemy (i.e. the rich, the capitalist scumbag, the corporate-political elite, etc.) we must rely primarily on the front with the guns. Seriously. No joke. It's kind of sad, I know. But, listen: this front with the guns alone is not enough. We must also have a cultural army, which is absolutely indispensable in uniting us (provisionally, but not just provisionally--more later) and defeating the enemy. So, pick up a pen or something. Maybe even stab someone in the eye with it (like a cop). You'll feel better. And you'll contribute in a rather queer way to the cultural revolution. Or you could go see that one movie with all the special effects in it and wonder if life could become any more boring. Your choice.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-79963846856174679892010-03-06T03:04:00.000-08:002010-03-19T21:05:41.202-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h131/heyteach_3016/jelly%20cat/JCJUN6M_11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h131/heyteach_3016/jelly%20cat/JCJUN6M_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Hi, rich people! I'm back! Question: Are you going to kill yourselves, or do I have to do it for you? (It would actually be more fiscally conservative, if you did it yourselves. Just saying.)Steven Trullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12568485477185375841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-11522021773302489002010-02-16T01:13:00.000-08:002010-02-16T01:25:53.513-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cuddlycollectibles.com/Disney/Disney%20Movies/Finding%20Nemo/AP44813NemoPullBack.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.cuddlycollectibles.com/Disney/Disney%20Movies/Finding%20Nemo/AP44813NemoPullBack.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>PLEASE DESTROY CAPITALISM. THAT TRICKLE DOWN SHIT IS KILLING ME.Mike Buffalohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04450527796710526861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-46756193898102309452010-02-14T23:24:00.000-08:002010-02-14T23:38:45.841-08:00a valentine's day message to breeders everywhere<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/droolicious/2009/02/3snuffins.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/droolicious/2009/02/3snuffins.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>WE HATE YOU.Steven Trullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12568485477185375841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-51955952741126323042010-02-13T12:58:00.000-08:002010-02-13T13:11:28.074-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/ww-julia-sleeping-09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.5minutesformom.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/ww-julia-sleeping-09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />WHEN HER MOM LEAVES THE ROOM I WHISPER LITTLE SONGS INTO HER EAR, LIKE: "LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU, EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE, PICK UP A GUN, SHOOT YOUR BOSS OR ANYONE WHO GETS IN THE WAY OF YOUR DESIRES" OR "KNOW YOUR ENEMIES, THEY ARE USUALLY THE ONES WHO TELL YOU THAT YOU CAN'T"JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-18441733650297424142010-02-13T12:37:00.000-08:002010-02-13T13:12:17.515-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.angelsserenity.com/norbirt.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 344px;" src="http://www.angelsserenity.com/norbirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />JUST BECAUSE I AM ONE OF THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE DOESN'T MEAN I'M NOT DOWN WITH THE REVOLUTION.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-7441904379621590572010-02-12T02:29:00.000-08:002010-02-12T02:36:39.451-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheIyLWbY-6fxl3Q2gPndPkLtAD20DgnqtfdcwsRT-oypp47YZdOiJskjecUHNQsGexXum96suz5xDUXI0dAGjEeHOkZiR-HVENEALKlI9plN3eiH-L68x0b9Cjd1UWqJMy4_o4qSP2zDk-/s400/300+relaxed+kicky.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheIyLWbY-6fxl3Q2gPndPkLtAD20DgnqtfdcwsRT-oypp47YZdOiJskjecUHNQsGexXum96suz5xDUXI0dAGjEeHOkZiR-HVENEALKlI9plN3eiH-L68x0b9Cjd1UWqJMy4_o4qSP2zDk-/s400/300+relaxed+kicky.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>HI. I SEE BURNING BANKS AND REDNECKS SLAUGHTERED BY THE MILLIONS. OH, AND I SEE FUNDAMENTALIST CHRISTIANS AND CORPORATE DEMOCRATS BURIED IN ENORMOUS DITCHES, ALIVE. AND ONE MORE THING, I SEE WALL STREET REPUBLICANS AND IDEOLOGUES OF ALL STRIPES DRAGGED INTO THE STREETS AND SHOT. <div><br /></div><div>IN OTHER WORDS, I SEE BLUE SKIES COMING OUR WAY.</div>Mike Buffalohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04450527796710526861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-86598108021840697372010-02-11T12:34:00.000-08:002010-02-11T13:07:16.782-08:00a specter is haunting AMERICA, the specter of stuffed animals<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jesshutch.com/uploaded_images/stuffed_toys-724041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.jesshutch.com/uploaded_images/stuffed_toys-724041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT WE HAVE DEVELOPED A GROWING PASSION FOR STEALING BOOKS, CLOTHES, FOOD, WEAPONS OR WHATEVER SIMPLY FOR THE PLEASURE OF GIVING THEM AWAY.Steven Trullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12568485477185375841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-92082144778244367442010-02-09T23:32:00.000-08:002010-02-11T13:09:21.688-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/4/0/2/1/2/9/webimg/293810519_tp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.auctiva.com/imgdata/4/0/2/1/2/9/webimg/293810519_tp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />YOU KNOW YOUR SOCIETY SUCKS. SO, GO AHEAD, BEAT ME INTO THE SNOW. I LIVE, AND I WILL DIE, FOR THE POSSIBILITY OF CONTINUALLY DISCOVERING NEW DESIRES.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-29290428684017280002010-02-09T07:53:00.000-08:002010-02-09T08:00:14.700-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4526899/beaniebabies-main_Full.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4526899/beaniebabies-main_Full.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>WE ALL AGREE: GOD IS AN ASSHOLE.Mike Buffalohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04450527796710526861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-88272580994607313602010-02-07T23:03:00.000-08:002010-02-07T23:09:53.581-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gund-teddy-bears.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/orion-polar-stuffed-animals.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 532px;" src="http://www.gund-teddy-bears.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/orion-polar-stuffed-animals.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />WAIT A SECOND. YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT LIFE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THIS WAY? AND THAT ALL OUR DREAMS CAN COME TRUE? <br /><br />YOU MUST TALKING ABOUT A WORLD WITHOUT CAPITALISM.Steven Trullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12568485477185375841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-83669290495200874302010-02-07T00:12:00.000-08:002010-02-07T00:17:21.221-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/toys/1/0/G/N/Monkey.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 542px; height: 644px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/toys/1/0/G/N/Monkey.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I LOVE IT WHEN RICH PEOPLE DIE.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-72398603537225079502010-02-06T03:53:00.000-08:002010-07-01T02:00:32.385-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.favordeals.com/images/Toy-Gifts/Stuffed-Animals-and-Puppets/Wholesale-Panda-Bear-Lover-Artificial-Soft-Toy-Plush-Stuffed-Animal--XM006---Start-From-5-Units--Free-Shipping-24761.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://www.favordeals.com/images/Toy-Gifts/Stuffed-Animals-and-Puppets/Wholesale-Panda-Bear-Lover-Artificial-Soft-Toy-Plush-Stuffed-Animal--XM006---Start-From-5-Units--Free-Shipping-24761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">YES! A RIOT AGAINST LARGE CORPORATIONS AND FILTHY RICH CAPITALIST SCUM.</span>Mike Buffalohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04450527796710526861noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-79140501087069841622010-02-05T01:25:00.000-08:002010-02-07T00:18:08.757-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weewonderfuls.typepad.com/wee_wonderfuls/store/weebunnypic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 493px;" src="http://weewonderfuls.typepad.com/wee_wonderfuls/store/weebunnypic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />IT'S OUT THERE SOMEWHERE: A WORLD WITHOUT CAPITALISM.Steven Trullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12568485477185375841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-36356528373070055462010-02-04T22:49:00.000-08:002010-02-07T23:11:18.311-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kidsbabydesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/bunkies-stuffed-animal.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 396px;" src="http://www.kidsbabydesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/bunkies-stuffed-animal.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />KILL THE RICH AND EVERY DAY CAN BE A BALL!JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-88157008383696018682010-01-18T23:22:00.000-08:002010-01-18T23:27:03.134-08:00Disruption During SFMOMA Presentation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sfmoma.org/images/artwork/large/96.494.1-325_03_d02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.sfmoma.org/images/artwork/large/96.494.1-325_03_d02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Steven Trull (that's me, assholes) kissed Chris Perez, owner and director of Ratio 3, right on the face during the small gallery owner's SF MOMA presentation about artist Barry McGee. The incident generated a minor disruption on the second floor of the MOMA gallery. While many attendees complained that the incident was "bizarre" and "totally inexplicable," others were delighted that the "rather insipid" and "more than vaguely stupid" lecture delivered by Mr Perez was interrupted my something "wonderful."JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3251213682047321336.post-39370000621200108382009-11-02T19:45:00.000-08:002009-11-02T20:32:50.236-08:00We're coming! And there's no way you're going to stop us!What does literature do? <br /><br />We think it upholds "received cultural assumptions" and "hegemonic propositions about the way the world is supposed to work." That is, we believe it supports those "ideological constructs perceived and experienced as natural facts." And if literature cannot breach the ways we commute to work, do one's job, go to the movies, buy groceries, buy records, watch television, make love, have conversations, not have conversations, or make lists of what to do next, if literature cannot change the way people actually live, well, then, we think that literature has got to change. Perhaps, it, too, should be destroyed.<br /><br />Or, at least, laughed at. Actually, we are already laughing. Now, it is time to act.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEb27Db6WpsWwWvUjnC_slCqxHv4ZCAq56IE67QDfZoUKYQwNrF8mI9TJu2XUCU85deIkqSPLIXjPcB1ehVNrr6rZ1i-bYNTHgH55GAFlVGwR3o9xoXYJtiQ3c8w7lPuWDt0TtOruVAS4/s1600-h/I+have+no+use+for+narrative,+nor+career,+arcs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEb27Db6WpsWwWvUjnC_slCqxHv4ZCAq56IE67QDfZoUKYQwNrF8mI9TJu2XUCU85deIkqSPLIXjPcB1ehVNrr6rZ1i-bYNTHgH55GAFlVGwR3o9xoXYJtiQ3c8w7lPuWDt0TtOruVAS4/s320/I+have+no+use+for+narrative,+nor+career,+arcs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399726363983812882" /></a><br /><br />I am JANEY SMITH. I have no use for narrative, nor career, arcs. In fact, it would have been better had Noah's ark sunk in the sea.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7uOrTdVtX9W3nhCvAeGWwrlMsR1lvuVxSLvRoCD-ChO75lMeeuq664CbZ5VKzL4YQRuSvthdyu5qQi9oKsuvy-4lrIAgCoLKG7Zfhn4uBbSm_NKVFBqQmzt_QSA1pTpX5n8d6lx5g3U/s1600-h/ST+%26+MB.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij7uOrTdVtX9W3nhCvAeGWwrlMsR1lvuVxSLvRoCD-ChO75lMeeuq664CbZ5VKzL4YQRuSvthdyu5qQi9oKsuvy-4lrIAgCoLKG7Zfhn4uBbSm_NKVFBqQmzt_QSA1pTpX5n8d6lx5g3U/s320/ST+%26+MB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399727899430583842" /></a><br /><br />We are Steven Trull and Mike Buffalo. We're gay and we'll fuck you up. It's not merely about smashing the state. We also want to smash the corporatization of everyday life and the ideologies that support it. That probably means destroying people like you.JANEY SMITHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09553460388394812134noreply@blogger.com0