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Comic Palimpsests: The Return (aka “Retribution”) of Spiro Agnew

“I’ll get even with all those people who chanted, “Spiro, Spiro, you’re such a zero.”

Whatever vinyl comedy record had that satirical barb of the then vice-president, Spiro Agnew, long ago found its way to some used record store. I certainly don’t remember which comedian might have mincingly uttered that line. There were several comedians whose political material was released on albums in the early 1970s, and perhaps I could track down my epigraph if I had the time and money. I have located a starting point in an on-line article about recorded political comedy during Nixon’s Reign of Error:

The Five: Five Albums That Tried to Destroy Richard Nixon

In looking back at the past eight years, I’m surprised at how little commentary has focused on the parallels between another current presidential candidate who has promised “retribution” and the political demagoguery of Spiro Agnew. While Roy Cohen was an early mentor of Donald Trump, Cohen was not a social climber whose goal was being publicly fawned over by an adoring public. Trump on the other hand, could not have as a young man not noticed how effective taunting language is in gaining an audience that is waiting for the right person to elect as dictator.

Agnew had the additional disadvantage of looking like a “pol.” He had even less sense of sartorial style than Richard Nixon. Now I’m not claiming that Trump was already thinking of running for political office when he was in his mid-20s. How could he not have compared himself to someone like Agnew and quickly concluded that if someone as bland as Agnew could get serious mileage out of “nattering nabobs of negativity,” how much more could he attain, given that young Donald saw himself as full of the “rip” of wealth and looks?

It’s a grim situation. What kind of choice is it when one is asked for vote for either for the father of Hunter Biden or the father of Erik Trump?

Is this the only choice this nation has in voting for a first family? I’ve never written the word before in my blog, but “dispirited” is the only thing that comes to mind.

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A Roster of L.A. Poetry Magazines (1948-2023)

Literary Magazines in Los Angeles or adjacent counties (1948-2023)

Line (three issues published in the late 1940s)
Variegation (Grover Jacoby, Jr.)
Recurrence (Grover Jacoby, Jr.)
California Quarterly (Tom McGrath)
Coastlines (Gene Frumkin; Mel Weisburd; Alexandra Garrett)
Trace (James Boyer May)
Ante (1964-1968)
Nomad (Don Factor; Anthony Link)
Beyond Baroque (New; Newletters; Magazine) — George Drury Smith, et al. (James Krusoe; Lynn Shoemaker)
Laugh Literary (Charles Bukowski)
Invisible City (Paul Vangelisti;John McBride)
Sunset Palms Hotel (Michael C. Ford)
Bachy (John Harris; Leland Hickman)
Momentum (Bill Mohr)
Intermedia (Harley W. LOND)
Electrum (Roger Suva)
Third Rail (Uri Hertz; Doren Robbins)
Rara Avis (Aleida Rodriguez; Jacqueline De Angelis)
NeWorld (Inner City Cultural Center)
Chrysalis (Woman’s Building)
CQ: California State Poetry Quarterly. 1972 – 2020. Between 1976-1980, edited in Los Angeles by Kenneth Atchity)
Nausea/Maelstrom Review (Leo Mailman)
Urthkin (Larry Ziman)
Con Safos ( https://repository.library.csuci.edu/handle/10139/2523 )
ChismeArte (Manazar Gamboa; Guillermo Bejarano)
Little Caesar (Dennis Cooper)
Barney (Jack Skelley)
Snap (Amy Gerstler and Lori Cohen)
Asylum (Greg Boyd)
Marilyn (Peter Schneidre)
Pearl (Joan Jobe Smith; Barbara Hauk; Marilyn Johnson)
Boxcar (Leland Hickman; Paul Vangelisti)
Sulfur (Clayton Eshleman)
Temblor (Leland Hickman)
The Human Review (Rick Bursky, editor; Will Slattery, contributing editor)
Santa Monica Review (James Krusoe; founding editor; Anthony Tonkovich)
Bakunin (Jordan Jones)
Blue Satellite (Amelie Frank and Matthew Niblock)
Tsunami (Lee Rossi)
Saturday Afternoon Journal
Blue Window
Poetry L.A. (Helen Friedland)
ONTHEBUS (Jack Grapes, Michael Andrews)
Arshile (Mark Salerno)
Caffeine (Rob Cohen)
Ribot (Paul Vangelisti)
New Review of Literature (Paul Vangelisti)
OR (Paul Vangelisiti; Otis College of Art and Design)
Parrot (Matthew Timmons)
Shattersheet (April and Jim Burns)
The Moment (S.A. Griffin)
Sic (Vice and Verse) — (S.A. Griffin; R.J. Alvarado)
Spillway (Marsha de la O; Phil Taggart)
Lummox (R.D. Armstrong)
Lana Turner (Cal Bedient and David Lau)
The Los Angeles Review (Kate Gale, Founding Editor)
Pool (Patty Seyburn; Judith Taylor)
Caliban (on-line) (Lawrence R. Smith)
Los Angeles Review (Red Hen Press; Kate Gale)
sin cesar (drylands) — (founded, 2015)
Website: https://drylandla.wordpress.com/
Cultural Weekly; Cultural Daily (Alexis Rhone Fancher, Poetry Editor)
Rattle (Timothy Green)

WEBZINES:
HINCHAS DE POESIA — Website: http://www.hinchasdepoesia.com/wp/
THE OFFING

There have been other poetry editors at work, of course. Deborah Drooz was the poetry editor at the L.A. Weekly in the late 1980s, for instance.

It should also be noted that there were other editors working on magazines published outside of Los Angeles. Jean Burgen, for instance, editoed Yankee magazine for several decades.

Finally, many colleges in Southern California have published on a regular basis a literary magazine. CSU Long Beach (RipRap); Cal State L.A. (Statement); UCLA (Jacaranda Review); CUC Irvine (Faultline); etc.

Aya Tarlow was the editor, I believe, of Matrix: For She of the New Aeon.

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Where were you when…… Michael Bishop (1945-2023)

Tuesday, December 12, 2023: Post-script to Dec. 10

I don’t think many people read my post two days about the level of gun violence in this country; but having heard when I got home from work that Michael Bishop has died one day after his 78th birthday, I certainly can’t call attention to the passing of this very accomplished and noteworthy writer without mentioning how his wife and he lost their son, James, in the massacre at Virginia Tech.

Where were you when you finally realized how non-exempt all of us are from having something as horrendous as this happen to the ones we care about the most?

After I posted my entry, by the way, I picked up the Sunday New York Times. Guess what was on the front page? “Unless a gun be born again, verily, verily, I say unto you that it will not be able to send people to the Kingdom of Heaven.”

Christopher James Bishop was not the only one who perished at Virginia Tech. Let us not think that a decade and a half has mitigated in any way the pain of all those losses.

https://www.weremember.vt.edu/biographies/turner.html

Sunday, December 10, 2023

Where were you when you heard that Bobby Kennedy had been shot?

Where were you when you heard that the Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. had been shot?

Where were you when you heard that John Lennon had been shot?

Where were you when you heard that the Challenger had blown up?

Where were you when you realized how few people living within a radius of one mile of your residence could answer all those questions?

Where were you when you first heard your favorite song by your favorite band?

Where were you when you heard about a specific mass killing, other than 9/11?

For instance, on June 7, 2013, a shooter killed five people and injured three others in Santa Monica, California. An on-line description asserts that “the shooting spree occurred throughout Santa Monica, California, ending at the Santa Monica College Campus.” Actually, it did not occur “throughout” Santa Monica. It began in a neighborhood just across the street from the Santa Monica campus, which is located on Pico Boulevard.

I had lived in that neighborhood, in a small cottage, in 1971. Over 40 years later, I found myself near mid-day returning from a protest rally on San Vicente Blvd. We had wanted the President’s motorcade to take note of the fact that not everyone had forgotten about the “endless war.”

It turned out that the war was more nearby than we thought, which is to say that another “gun for hire” — another sniper volunteering for duty on behalf of the gun manufacturers — was about to get to work. I was just ten minutes into my drive home and approaching Pico on Cloverfield when traffic suddenly stalled. it wasn’t budging at all. I looked at the time and thought, “I know this neighborhood. If I make a right turn here, I can cut around this.” But I decided not to. Good thing, because the street I was planning to zig-zag my way around on was the street a man was about to commence killing several people. The shooting had not yet started as I crossed Pico Blvd. and headed to Ocean Park Blvd. and from there to Lincoln Blvd. and then a 20 minute cruise to Marina del Rey and its freeway onramp. Later, when I got home, I learned of how close a call that moment in stalled traffic had been.

A year later, on May 23, 2014, I was in Mexico City to give a poetry reading. I was sitting in a restaurant eating some breakfast when the television began reporting news of a mass killing in Isla Vista, California. I had been warned by CSULB officials that going to Mexico City might be dangerous. “Yeah,” I remember thinking to myself, “I should have gone to Santa Barbara instead. That would have been playing it safe.”

And then there was the mass killing less than a quarter mile from my residence a couple years ago. On Tuesday, October 29th, 2019, I drove home from the campus and had to park on East Seventh Street. All of the parking spots on the “safe” side of my neighborhood’s street sweeping routine for the next day were already taken, except on Seventh Street. The next day I heard that three people had been killed that night at a party within 200 feet of where I parked. A gang had targeted the wrong house. None of the people killed were part of any gang.

Nor could any of them could have answered the first four questions at the start of today’s post. Very young lives, all obliterated by cruel ignorance.

Once again, I think of the poem by Brecht that I recently quoted in this blog, and the context of that quotation.

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Whom should I fear?

Since the day that John Lennon was murdered, well over a half-million people in the United States have been murdered by guns. This figure does NOT include those who killed themselves with guns. The murders of over a half-million people were perpetrated by callous agents who took advantage of the massive availability of guns in this country. This access is facilitated at the behest of the National Rifle Association, an organization whose members overwhelmingly voted for Donald Trump not once, but twice, and are eager to vote a third time for him.

Less than 4000 Americans have been killed in terrorist attacks in that same period, and that includes those who were brutally slaughtered by Hamas in Israel two months ago.

Whom should I fear more?

In looking at the extremely disproportionate numbers between victims of terrorist organizations and those murdered by guns, one wonders if Homeland Security should have a certain gun lobby group classified as deserving their own special place in their registry.

The half-million figure, by the way, includes those at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas who were murdered on December 6, 2023. The killer had a list of those he intended to target, but the victims were not on the list. Now while the specific motive for Anthony Polito’s rampage is still not known, my guess is that he had a fantasy of living in his favorite city and working at the local university as a way to support himself. When his job application didn’t yield any adjunct work, he imploded, but the chaos he unleashed might not have been as random as it first seemed. Let us note that two of the people whom he murdered were people of color: Dr. Patricia Navarro-Velez and Dr. Cha Jan “Jerry” Chang. Is it a coincidence that two of the people he “spontaneously” chose to shoot were professors from communities of color? I think not. Having primed himself for “retribution,” he saw their skin color and opened fire. White privilege, once again indulging in criminal self-pity, reveals the seething ego that can’t accept the slow erosion of its hegemony.

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We live in a state of civil war embedded in an ongoing constitutional crisis that has too long gone unacknowledged. The constitutional crisis involves far more than the second amendment. At the core of this crisis is the originary tension between taxation and representation.

One hears “chatter” about how a civil war might break out if one political faction or another wins or loses the next election.

Stop speculating about some possible event.

If the death figures cited above don’t make you realize that we are in a state of civil war right now, then the death toll will never slow down.

I am an unarmed citizen in this country. My “civilian” status does not exempt me from being the next victim of a rapacious agenda being enforced by those who supply weapons used in this guerilla-style conflict.

“If my luck deserts me, I am lost.”

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Magra Press Reading — featuring Ronk; Phillips; Lloyd; Burns; and Mohr

SUNDAY, DECEMBER 10
5:00 p.m.
Magra Press Reading
at North Figueroa Bookstore

The past four months have provided me with a chance to be part of more poetry readings than the previous three years combined. Subsequent to reading at the Los Angeles Downtown Public Library, in Augusst, in an event organized by Lynne Thompson, I read at Page Against the Machine twice (once with Fred Voss, and another for BEAT NOT BEAT); Dizzy on Vinyl Record Store; the Sacramento Poetry Center; and the Davis Poetry Reading Series curated by Dr. Andy Jones. Richard Modiano also interviewed me for KPFK, and I gave a talk at PAMLA in Portland.

To wrap up all this touring, please join me at North Figueroa Bookshop, Sunday afternoon, December 10 at 5pm., to celebrate
Magra Books 2023 publications. Magra will feature Lorenzo Mari’s Cancellations, Bill Mohr’s
Displacements and Amy Allara’s Eight, with in-person readings and book signings by Mohr,
and Magra author’s Avery Burns, David Lloyd, Dennis Phillips and Martha Ronk also featured.
Magra Books editors Sean Pessin and Paul Vangelisti will be on hand to introduce and discuss
their project.

For more information about Magra Books, visit www.magrabooks.com.

North Figueroa Bookshop is located in Highland Park at 6040 North Figueroa Street.
Admission is free but seating is limited. Accessible entrance is around the corner through the
parking lot. North Figueroa Bookshop does not have parking for customers, but there is street
parking available around Highland Park Pool and the Arroyo Seco Library..

At the website for Magra Books, you can also find a tile to click on for Episode 6 of Magra Radio:
“The Aging Comedian as Letter N” by Bill Mohr.

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Medical Doctors’ Refusal to be Subordinated: Call Karl Marx to the Witness Stand

In my last post, I commented on the relationship between insurance companies and those who need medical care.

But what about those who provide that care? Are they not exploited, too?

Yes, and a few of them are beginning to understand the actual nature of their relationship with their employer.

https://www.yahoo.com/news/why-doctors-pharmacists-revolt-124803914.html

While the entire article is worth reading, take special note of the following comment:
“For years, many doctors and pharmacists believed that they stood largely outside the traditional management-labor hierarchy. Now they feel smothered by it. The result is a growing worker consciousness among people who haven’t always exhibited one — a sense that they are subordinates constantly at odds with their overseers”
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Ha! This is hardly a surprise. One hundred and seventy five years ago, Karl Marx wrote in the opening chapter of “The Communist Manifesto” that “The bourgeoisie has stripped of its halo every occupation hitherto honoured and looked up to with reverent awe. It has converted the physician, the lawyer, the priest, the poet, the man of science, into its paid wage labourers.”

Perhaps someday the faculty at CSU will be on strike as the same time as physicians. Doctors of Philosophy and Doctors of the Body …. at one in saying the system must yield and make our lives more viable.

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The Analogy Quiz of HMO Health Care

A simple analogy quiz today:

Health Insurance is to Medical Care

as

Marriage is to ___________:

A.) connubial bliss at least once a day
B.) constant, lingering caresses
C.) daily, joyful flirtation with one’s soul mate
D.) Celibacy

If you chose “D,” you are correct.

Health insurance only means that you are paying for the “privilege” of having that specific status. It does not mean that you are entitled to medical care. It only means that you are theoretically eligible for medical care.

Just as a spouse can legally deny intimate access of their body to another spouse, a health insurance company can deny (and DOES deny, on a constant basis) prompt access to medical care.

“Denial of benefits” is likely to lead to a divorce court in the case of a marriage.

In the United States, however, HMO denial of benefits is imposed on those who pay for it without any possible recourse. There is no way to divorce oneself from a medical system that subjects a person to the constant violation of their dignity by forestalling medical treatment.

One of the Bob Dylan’s lines is “Is there a hole for me to get sick in?”

That about sums it up, wouldn’t you say?

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In case anyone is wondering, “Well, why don’t people file a complaint?”

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Don’t you understand that all you will get back is a form letter with boilerplate language about how the provider (be is Blue Shield or Kaiser) appreciates your evaluation of service and that it will take into account your comments as it works to improve its service?

Translation: We treated you badly and we got away with it. There was no penalty. No one investigated us. No fines were levied. Therefore, we continue to establish and refinforce the bottom line of how little service we can give and face no repercussions whatsoever. A complaint only helps the corporation give even worse service, since they learn how much they can get away with, with complete impunity.

“The Masters of War” are also the Chancellors of Health Care.

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Finally, if you believe this is just some isolated crank who sees health care as his chosen conspiracy theory, I would suggest you consult an article by a journalism enterprise that takes the truth seriously:

https://www.propublica.org/article/health-insurance-denials-breaking-state-laws

Insurance companies willfully and knowingly break the law. At the very least, they do not hesitate to violate the dignity and well-being of those whose labor has earned the right to access to health care.

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Richard Modiano Interviews Bill Mohr on POETS CAFE (KPFK)

Thursday, November 30, 2023

I got an email a few days ago from someone who had heard me being interviewed by Richard Modiano on KPFK’s POETS CAFE. I did a little browsing on the internet and I’m pleased to report that the interview can be accessed at the following link:

This is just part pne of the interview, which was recorded about three months ago.
Hosted by Richard Modiano
Produced by Marlena Bond
Originally broadcast on KPFK 90.7 FM 11/29/23

Some of the literary magazines that published poetry referred to in this interview can be found in the following list:

Literary Magazines in Los Angeles or adjacent counties (1948-2023)

Line (three issues published in the late 1940s)
Variegation (Grover Jacoby, Jr.)
Recurrence (Grover Jacoby, Jr.)
California Quarterly (Tom McGrath)
Coastlines (Gene Frumkin; Mel Weisburd)
Trace (James Boyer May)
Nomad (Don Factor; Anthony Link)
Beyond Baroque (New; Newletters; Magazine) — George Drury Smith, et al. (James Krusoe; Lynn Shoemaker)
Laugh Literary (Charles Bukowski)
Invisible City (Paul Vangelisti;John McBride)
Sunset Palms Hotel (Michael C. Ford)
Bachy (John Harris; Leland Hickman)
Momentum (Bill Mohr)
Intermedia (Harley W. Long)
Electrum (Roger Suva)
Third Rail (Uri Hertz; Loren Robbins)
Rara Avis (Aleida Rodriguez; Jacqueline De Angelis)
NeWorld (Inner City Cultural Center)
Chrysalis (Woman’s Building)
CQ: California State Poetry Quarterly. 1972 – 2020. Between 1976-1980, edited in Los Angeles by Kenneth Atchity)
Nausea/Maelstrom Review (Leo Mailman)
Urthkin (Larry Ziman)
Con Safos ( https://repository.library.csuci.edu/handle/10139/2523 )
ChismeArte (Manazar Gamboa; Guillermo Bejarano)
Little Caesar (Dennis Cooper)
Barney (Jack Skelley)
Snap (Amy Gerstler and Lori Cohen)
Asylum (Greg Boyd)
Marilyn (Peter Schneidre)
Pearl (Joan Jobe Smith; Barbara Hauk; Marilyn Johnson)
Boxcar (Leland Hickman; Paul Vangelisti)
Sulfur (Clayton Eshleman)
Temblor (Leland Hickman)
Santa Monica Review (James Krusoe; founding editor; Anthony Tonkovich)
Bakunin (Jordan Jones)
Blue Satellite (Amelie Frank and Matthew Niblock)
Tsunami (Lee Rossi)
Saturday Afternoon Journal
Blue Window
Poetry L.A. (Helen Friedland)
ONTHEBUS (Jack Grapes, Michael Andrews)
Arshile (Mark Salerno)
Caffeine (Rob Cohen)
Ribot (Paul Vangelisti)
New Review of Literature (Paul Vangelisti)
OR (Paul Vangelisiti; Otis College of Art and Design)
Parrot (Matthew Timmons)
Shattersheet (April and Jim Burns)
The Moment (S.A. Griffin)
Sic (Vice and Verse) — (S.A. Griffin; R.J. Alvarado)
Spillway (Marsha de la O; Phil Lummox (R.D. Armstrong)
Lana Turner (Cal Bedient and David Lau)
Pool (Patty Seyburn; Judith Taylor)
Caliban (on-line) (Lawrence R. Smith)
Los Angeles Review (Red Hen Press; Kate Gale)
sin cesar (drylands) — (founded, 2015)
Website: https://drylandla.wordpress.com/
Cultural Weekly; Cultural Daily (Alexis Rhone Fancher, Poetry Editor)
Rattle (Timothy Green)
WEBZINES:
HINCHAS DE POESIA — Website: http://www.hinchasdepoesia.com/wp/
THE OFFING

It should also be noted that there were other editors working on magazines published outside of Los Angeles. Jean Burgen, for instance, editoed Yankee magazine for several decades.

Finally, many colleges in Southern California have published on a regular basis a literary magazine. CSU Long Beach (RipRap); Cal State L.A. (Statement); UCLA (Jacaranda Review); CUC Irvine (Faultline); etc.

Aya Tarlow was the editor, I believe, of Matrix: For She of the New Aeon.

Bill Mohr is a professor in the Department of English at California State University, Long Beach. He has a Ph.D. in Literature from the University of California, San Diego, and has taught at CSU Long Beach since 2006. In addition to being an internationally recognized poet, Mohr has worked as an editor and publisher (Momentum Press, 1974-1988) and literary scholar and historian. His poems, prose poems and creative prose have appeared in dozens of magazines in the past 40 years, including 5 AM, Antioch Review, Beyond Baroque, Blue Collar Review, Blue Mesa Review, Caliban (On-line), KYSO (Knock Your Socks Off) Miramar, ONTHEBUS, OR, Santa Monica Review, Skid Row Penthouse, Solo Nolo, Sonora Review, Spot, Upstreet, Wormwood Review, and ZYZZYVA. His poems have also appeared in a dozen anthologies, including all three editions of Charles Harper Webb’s Stand Up Poetry (1989, 1992; 2002); Suzanne Lummis’s Grand Passion and Wide Awake; and Coiled Serpent, from Tia Chuca Press. Mohr is one of less than a half-dozen Los Angeles-based poets to have appeared in all editions of those anthologies.

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Could Bob Dylan’s “Masters of War” Be Regarded as “Hate Speech”?

Wednesday, November 29th, 2023

“In the kingdom of the blind / the one-eyed man is murdered.” — Don Gordon (blacklisted American poet)

Regardless of whether the current cease-fire holds and extends its brevity long enough for Israel’s government to realize that it can no more vanquish Hamas than the United States was able to make the Viet Gong give up, the distrust between Jews and those of the Islamic religion has only solidified into volcanic permanence. As I have written before, I see no way out of this impasse: neither side wants a two-state solution.

The ever-sharpening tempers on both sides has led a significant uptick in accusations of “hate speech.” Since confrontations orchestrated by one side or the other are not likely to dwindle in the years to come, I wonder if “free speech” will soon find itself subjected to a discursive apartheid in which anything provocative or critical of another’s actions is immediately condemned as “hate speech.”

How bad might it get? Imagine that I show up at a rally in support of Israel’s massive retaliation for the massacre of over 1,000 people in early October and that I play a cassette of Bob Dylan’s “Masters of War.” As the final stanza’s fantasy of dancing on the graves of munitions manufacturers snarls its disdain for the amorality of the global military-industry complex, how would the demonstrators not see it as directed at them? And would not the same be true if I played that same song to a crowd gathered in support of Hamas?

The song, as such, is directed toward those who assemble any large-scale weapons of destruction, whether fission-based or more conventional detonations, such as the 2,000 pound bombs “that can flatten apartment towers,” according to the New York Times, and that have been used by Israel in areas associated with the civilian population of Gaza. When a nation hits 15,000 targets in its enemy’s territory, it’s inconceivable that there will be not significant “collateral damage” and mass graves, the images of which make me realize that I deserve no better. Let me repeat: I deserve no better. Let my corpse, when “I” no longer breathe, be placed in a plastic bag and lowered next to a pile of similarly encased bodies. Nothing I have done merits any better.

Whether Netanyahu and his cohort want to be remembered as a very minor version of the late Henry Kissinger is a question he will have to answer, just as the leaders of Hamas need to reflect on whether their goals make them indistinguishable from Pol Pot’s methods of aggrandizement. The answer, I assure you, is not blowing’ in the wind.

The odd part of the world today is that I am more likely to be punished for asking questions than the people who refuse to give answers will be.

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https://www.yahoo.com/news/henry-kissinger-america-most-notorious-015455590.html

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Footnote: Please note that I have treated “tempers” as a collective noun.

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Catherine Christer Hennix (1948-2023)

Saturday, November 25, 2023

The New York Times Book Review has a standard question that they end their brief interviews with: “Name three people you would like to invite to a dinner party.” If I had to mix genres, and I wanted the conversation to be primarily of interest to my guests (even if I myself couldn’t follow the conversation), I would invite Hilma af Klint, Catherine Christer Hennix, and Laura Riding.

After dinner, I would invite them to listen to Michael Hedges’s “Aerial Boundaries” and Wim Martens’s “Maximizing the Audience.”

I admit that I’d never heard of Hennix until she died, but then again I’d never heard of Klint until I saw her work at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art in the mid-1980s. Both Cathay Gleeson and I were deeply moved by her work and felt fortunate to live in a city that was open to exhibiting her work.

Catherine Christer Hennix

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catherine_Christer_Hennix

The Electric Harpsichord: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eXxobmct4xY

ARTFORUM article on Hennix:
https://www.artforum.com/columns/canada-choate-on-the-writings-of-catherine-christer-hennix-241922/

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To acknowledge her passing in a way she might find acceptable, I include a link I believe to be relevant to her life and work:

https://quran.com/24/35?translations=83,84,17,26,101,20,85,18,95,19,22,28

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“The Weighing of Feathers and Gold”

Monday, November 20, 2023

Fifty years ago, I was circulating a full-length play I had written about Frantz Fanon and the Algerian war for independence from the colonial grasp of France. I wrote the play soon after acting in John Groves’s award-winning play, “A Circle on the Ground,” which focused on Ghandi’s quest for India’s liberation, and which ran at the Gallery Theater, on Santa Monica Boulevard, in the winter of 1972. Fanon was the opposite of Gandhi; for Fanon, the oppressed could only exorcise their abjection through a willingness to rebel in a violent manner. Colonial masters, of course, only regarded such extreme insubordination as a justification for merciless retaliation. As the film “The Battle of Algiers” made clear, this was a conflict in which the French felt perfectly comfortable with using torture to maintain their empire.

In doing research on the Algerian war, which resulted in the deaths of as hundreds of thousands of people, I happened to find a comment that was made by one of the French settlers in Algeria, in which he summed up the value of Arab lives: “They weigh in the scales as feathers against gold.” When one considers the predations of several major European powers, as well as the United States, over the past five centuries, that disproportionate assessment seems to have been applied to each instance of appropriation and exploitation, whether it was Great Britain in India or Belgium in the Congo, or the United States in the Philippines, or Spanish in the Caribbean or South America, or the United States against the indigenous people in their enclaves and nations. The close to ten to one death ratio of Arab women and children in the current conflict reeks of the same hierarchical racism.

Even as the Kurdish and Ukrainian people deserve political autonomy, Israel has both a right to exist and to defend itself. It does not have carte blanche to commit war crimes. Since those who are suffering this pulverizing revenge will never forget what has taken place, it makes no difference if Hamas is “destroyed.” Another organization will emerge from the rubble, and the cycle of hideous attack and counter-attack will continue until the planet itself finally “loses its cool” and becomes uninhabitable by any human. Couldn’t happen to a nicer species!

We are all equally feathers, but as a species we have deliberately chosen to ground ourselves in debasing narratives.

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“”Far more children have been killed in Gaza in the past six weeks than the 2,985 children killed in the world’s major conflict zones COMBINED — across two dozen countries — during all of last year, even with the war in Ukraine, according to U.N tallies of verified deaths in armed conflict.” — page 1.

So how much of Hamas has been destroyed, in turn, for exacting the lives of 5,000 children (aka “feathers”)?
Ten percent of Hamas?
Twenty percent?

If 20 percent, does that mean Israel is prepared to murder 25,000 children to make certain that Hamas will not attack again?

I am utterly certain that no one in Israel is willing to answer those questions. With a straight face, the uniformed authorities will say, “We cannot comment on ongoing operations.”

Of course, any estimates of Israel’s “success” might be reviewed within the context of how the United States grossly underestimated the actual situation on the ground in Vietnam, even as it enforced a policy of “We had to destroy the village in order to save it.”

Perhaps, indeed, a ceasefire might enable those in Israel responsible for the above obliteration of life to ask themselves how far they are willing to go before they define an exit strategy. The United States’ invasion of Iraq ultimately generated the extremist factions that made up the Isis Caliphate. Israel should not pretend that its current military path is exempt from that outcome.

Meanwhile, in Tehran, those responsible for assisting Hamas sleep well, and eat well, knowing that they will never be held responsible in any court of international law for the events of October 7th. Their culpability is fomenting this conflict is all too easily reduced to a footnote, whereas that regime’s blatant anti-semitism needs to be categorized as a choice indulged in as if it had smirking impunity.

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In posting these observations and comments, let me emphasize that I don’t believe I could safely live in any nation in which the governing apparatus is permeated by the influence of the Islamic religion. In Iran, for instance, I have no doubt that I would be summarily tortured and executed. In Saudi Arabia, why would I not be subjected to strangulation and dismemberment?

Human dignity on this planet at this point is in a no win situation. To pretend that meaningful, consequential civil discourse is even remotely possible is to be egregiously self-indulgent and sentimental. Survival is a matter of random contingency; and as Brecht (whose use of songs in his plays influenced my script on Fanon) said in his poem “To Posterity,” “If my luck deserts me, I am lost.”

It is also worth noting that large-scale massacres are not limited to “white” civilizations. Extermination projects, whether of populations or cultures, have been launched in recent decades by governments in China, Burma, Rwanda, Nigeria, etc. etc.; and how could it be possible to overlook the Turkish atrocities to the Armenians, or the Russian pogroms, or the German-led genocide of Jews and Romani. See the final sentence of third paragraph and repeat it as a mantra.

Couldn’t happen to a nicer species.
Couldn’t happen to a nicer species.
Couldn’t happen to a nicer species.
Couldn’t happen to a nicer species.
Couldn’t happen to a nicer species.
Couldn’t happen to a nicer species.

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Wednesday, November 22nd update:

“The (ceasefire) offers only temporary respite for Gaza’s 2.3 million residents, half of whom have been forced to flee their homes by ferocious Israeli missile and artillery fire.

Once the prisoner releases end, “we will continue the war … until we achieve all our objectives,” Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu told his government this week”

(https://www.csmonitor.com/Daily/2023/20231122?cmpid=ema:ddp:20231122:1170602:toc&sfmc_sub=13824377#1170602)

The phrase “all our objectives” is particularly noteworthy in its vague comprehensiveness. The 9/11 attacks on the United States ended up with the Bush administration expanding the goals of its counter-attack at a great cost to the people of Iraq, who were not in any way part of that attack, despite GWB’s claim in a debate with John Kerry that they were.

Anyone who accepts the justifications for what is happening to children in Gaza as being based on Israel’s right to attain “all our objectives” cannot evade indefinitely the retribution that is inevitable. Maybe not next year. Maybe not in five years, but I flinch to think of its ineluctability, just as I flinch to think of how Israel will strike back ten-fold, once again. And again. And again. And again, each side will show no compassion or kindness.

I join with Bernie Sanders in calling for a restoration of sanity.

https://newrepublic.com/article/177050/democrats-conflict-israel-aid-conditions

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I wish I were a poet capable of writing a poem that catches the self-deceiving logic that is at work on the part of all the protagonists in this debacle.

There is a poet, however, worth reading in this regard: the late Tom Lux.

See how poem, “The People of the Other Village”

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48485/the-people-of-the-other-village

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