bk to the max

just in case you're interested...
but also:

"Amnesty International is appealing for the release from prison of Leonard Peltier, an Anishinabe-Lakota Indian, who is serving two consecutive life-sentences for the murders of two Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) agents. The FBI agents, Ronald Williams and Jack Coler, were shot at point-blank range after being wounded in a gunfight with Indian activists on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation on 26 June 1975. Peltier fled to Canada. He was extradited to the USA and convicted of the murders in 1977."

"Amnesty International has investigated this case for many years. Although Amnesty International has not adopted Leonard Peltier as a prisoner of conscience, the organization remains concerned about the fairness of the proceedings leading to his conviction and believes that political factors may have influenced the way in which the case was prosecuted. Peltier is now in his twenty-second year of imprisonment and has exhausted all legal appeals against his conviction. He was denied parole (early release under supervision of the criminal justice system) in 1994 following a parole hearing in 1993 and his case will not be heard again via a full hearing by the Parole Commission until December 2008. Amnesty International has for some years been calling on the federal government to institute an executive review of the case but there is no evidence of any such action having been taken. In view of Amnesty International's continuing concerns about this case, and the fact that available remedies have been exhausted, Amnesty International is now calling for Leonard Peltier to be released from prison through an act of presidential pardon."

What's your opinion? Is it a miscarriage of Justice or is Justice being served?

Is Peltier a political prisoner now or a simple convict?

amnesty int'l

contrary

to popular opinion, bankruptcy, foreclosure, unemployment and divorce ARE a result of an economic backlash condition created by the preternaturally insane megafattcatt cyclone of american smorgasbord/buffet-style eatitallup worldbank culture; it's a merciless weeding out process to see who can take it. course, whether you should take it or not is really not on the table. as a participant in the whole wheel of it (the cult-cha) you already volunteered. i thought all this on reading that an engineer named rodriguez snapped in orlando as a result of experiencing all four of the above, and i was sorry to hear.

i like the sentiment of many older world cultures than ours that have an eye to a longer view, and maybe a more spiritual one. we are for instance on the verge of a new age, yup, it was said in Hair, that fantabulous musical with the completely hot whathisface in it in 69- and the what'sitcalled- serpent of light idea that our world is a living thing whose kundalini source is shifting into a new form for a new time. most folks refer to the end of the mayan calendar (end of days, how scary a term is that??) and have no idea what the reference is about or to. many people have written about it, and most agree that it is a time of change. hello, change, not THE end. geez. anyway, it's supercool reading, there's a book published over on google books for google-heads and those who are interested in bypassing entire the whole Publishing(not) world, over here: gooooogle booook. and it helps as a nice alternative perspective and an antidote to overwhelm. another great writer to read is judith von halle, who writes about the significance of this time in a historical and spirtual light, actually a christ-centered light; this is her book: judith's book and if all else fails, remember, you know, don't panic. it's gonna be okay. try not to worry. eat good. sleep plenty. drink water a whole bunch. rest up. gonna be alright. we'll understand it, all by and by.

any questions?

fema

no stars for endurance

nope. ;)

cruising along fall is, just cruising. i'm sorry, anyone? september? ideas where it went or if it was ever here?

meanwhile, music, planning, ice chips very much, and smoothies. also, baked potato.

frankly, there are plans that are more than that: we're shooting some footage for a couple songs later in the fall, super excited about that, and um-finally? tour dates have been ridiculous delayed but that's only cuz it's been a weird year and ive hadda do a bunch of stuff i hadda do so there. but soon! cant wait.

meantime also, juliet settling into her new place, getting chilly up there i hear, and down here, getting cool. about. nearly. i could run for a full hour and not die of heat stroke now, let's put it that way. i could drink only three gallons of water a day and not pass out from dehydration, another. so.

anybody got ideas about japan? we are talking about music in japan, i keep hearing music in japan, music in japan--what are they up to? i wanna know! two fabulous buskers from ol' harvard square have hit some fun times all over, dresden doll's amanda used to play dress up and be a bride statue across from The Yard a hundred years ago, and martin sexton played every stop around the city i think but the Square was His. badass, buskers. they know a thing or two. careful who you run across and dont forget to tip! i think mike doughty still hits the subway on occasion to mixitupalot now that he's a disco-master ;)

anywho, time for.... carrots and hummus and a movie-- tomorrow's long and then: dancin. hmmhunh, dancin.

liberty ave @ liberty way

great intersection.

well, the rains have quieted a little down in the deep-a south. gulf south, that is. thnk gd. i was turning into a plant.

the sounds of a repeat on a take of a particular guitar lick over and over is an old form of torture used on prisoners of war in the last century, after recording was invented. (not looking up when recording was invented.) some of us crazies do it to ourselves, it's called working on a record. a music project. whatever, haters, we are what we are.

slowly a form comes into view out of a fog- that's what some takes are, a form coming out of a fog.

like this year.

last day of summer, brooklyn

and a favorite any-season song:
mr calhoon