BY NOW, I have driven five gold screws into the underneath of my desk and am ready to spiral like a starfish with a vision of the sparkling shore. Warn the walkers if want to; I'm turning up the dream machine.
I AM A ONCE-FAMOUS PERSONALITY submerged in the vague, rainy, town of Eilanwurl. That's not a real name, but neither am I a real personality. Just a vagabond; a bard of sorts. An artist, which means I'm nearly useless in Babylon.
YOU CAN TRUST THE BANKS. You can trust the NSA. You can trust the FDA. You can trust the DEA. You can trust the police. Because all these organizations act in the name of what is best for The People. Except what if that's complete and utter bullshit? What, then?
SOMETIMES YOU FALL INTO A SLEEP where you tell yourself of all the things that you still need. And sometimes you suddenly become aware, again, of the power within.
A WRITER APPROACHED ME, WITH AN INTERESTING PROPOSAL. He gathered digital detritus and fed it to the garbage disposal. He waved his hands over the map and said "Imagine nothing goes back" And I did, and that was that.
OFTEN, BEING SILENT IS THE SMARTEST POSSIBLE MOVE. And then, other times, you better open your mouth and speak your heart! Like so many other things in life, each one of us has to suss the distinction out for her or himself.
WE UNDERSTAND. You don't feel the GOP represents you anymore. You've lied about being registered Republican for the last couple years to your friends. Once upon a time the GOP seemed powerful, responsible, and measured. But lately everything ugly about the nation is rising up and using the Republican brand to assert itself. You are better than that.
IN TODAY'S USA, there is a vicious and growing power differential in play. The divide between the rich and the rest of us is a vortex, inhaling energy, sorrow, and lives. We need to take the power back.
Tweet WE BEGIN, but do not end, with the sensational incident where the Obama White House, under Trumpian pressure, produced for public inspection the President’s “long form” birth certificate. I do not know how successful I will be in my attempts to navigate the journey, [...]
JUDGING BY THE EGREGIOUS SILENCE on mainstream U.S. infotainment stations, one might assume that the life and premeditated murder of an innocent child is only worth our compassion and outrage if she is white. Because the brutal shooting and home invasion that swallowed up the life of nine year-old Brisenia Flores has had a hard time getting any play on major "news" outlets.
DOES CHE GUEVARA DESERVE TO BE AN ICON for Xicanos, Xicanas, Latinas, Latinos? Only if we remember where the struggle lies and what it is about, at heart.
MAJOR POWERS PLAY MAJOR GAMES. How do these apply to the Democrats and their actions lately on immigration? How do these apply to the promises made to raza? Here comes the election game, let's play!
WE RETURN with a call for action! The DREAM Act is up for a vote. Despite the fact that as usual, politicians play cynical games of expediency with people's lives, there is cause for enthusiasm and happiness. So get on that phone! Also featuring the vaunted political Beer Test.
HERE'S A FUN ONE that yanks back the curtain and gives you a glimpse of some "making of" moments. From bulbs blowing to flies buzzing to flubbed or forgotten lines, you can see that things don't run as smooth as the final cut pretends.
GIVE ME THE WIND, the water, and the touch of someone close. And give me stories. Stories of clear-eyed humans, of paths lined with golden wheat that sways in the sun, trod by brave souls undertaking important journeys.