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I was born to rock the boat, as this song says:
Not every economist is optimistic, but it is difficult to find anything in economics remotely resembling the movie "The Aristocrats or even "Jesus is Magic," two movies in which Sarah Silverman appeared to complain that she had been raped and that biologically, the best time to have a baby is when you are a black teenager, respectively. I used to worry about entertainment being aimed primarily at a demographic group in their teen years, but as I grew out of them, I maintained an interest in everything that Bob Dylan sang about in "It's Alright Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)" which is saying a lot. Professional types might think that Dylan was being judgmental about people who do what they do just to be nothing more than something you invest in, but really, for most people, that is the best start in life you can have, depending on your meaning of *that*. Now meeting people is more like a movie in which I pretend to be a rock star:
Music
I am partial to songs I know.
There is a certain comfort in having every album by someone who has written more than one great song. On the other hand, a single song like "Turning Japanese" that has a guitar pro version of the instrumentals as performed in the version by Liz Phair, a web page on The Vapors which will play an instrumental version including the voice part and printed lyrics, and plenty of customer comments at Amazon.com about whether Turning Japanese is a phrase that has a specific meaning, as a rumor in America claimed that people in England knew what it meant, provides multiple layers of enjoyment. I liked getting loads of free records, tapes, and CDs for joining record clubs, and I looked for cheap concert videotapes and DVDs when I was a member of movie clubs, but I had adverse feelings about belonging to any organization who would like to turn your desire to possess good music into a scheme to rip you off a few times per year. Peer to peer file sharing provided me with some great songs.
Movies
I have been watching the small version of this movie.
It had not been released on DVD when I went to see it in theaters. This is the middle of the movie, but is more comic than what came before it.
Mostly I wait for a DVD. This week in 2007 I'm watching "The Prestige" and "Prairie Home Companion." I only buy a few movies a year. Most of the shows I remember are very old. "Hearts and Minds" is the best movie for me. It won an academy award for best documentary in 1975 as the South Vietnamese military was crumbling, Kissinger and Ford were blaming Congress for not sending more money, Thieu was telling South Vietnamese soldiers to just use one bullet a day so they could save some bullets for tomorrow, refugees were fleeing to the south even without American bombing of areas that had fallen to the Communists, and I was safe at home in Minnesota, where Walker Art Center had a single screening before the commercial release of the film, and I was standing in a long line in the lobby when the last ticket was sold. I finally saw the film five times in three weeks in a small theater that was playing short subjects like "Closed Mondays" (clay animation). Another great short film had the great Lenny Bruce classic "Thank You Mask Man" as an animated cartoon. The greatest line in "Hearts and Minds" might be: thirty-five dudes in a row burnt post toasties to the bitter, you dig? But a vet who lost an arm and a leg was able to come up with more comments that were rated R for reality. There was even a sex scene in a massage parlor in which one GI told another one "You've got to tell them they're number one" and the other GI said, "If my girl back in the world could see me now, she'd flip!" Daniel Ellsberg had some great comic lines, like, "Ho Chi Minh dead is a better candidate than anyone we ever supported in Vietnam." If Nam was a joke, I was the straight man, but dig the guy who said, "Throw this shirt in Nixon's face!"
Television
I don't schedule anything. I had to tape operas when they were on TV because I would fall asleep before the end. The only time I saw the end was when I was watching a tape. I needed a TV that has an alarm that goes off at the end of a string of commercials. If I want to see people, I try to make it interesting by brining my own protest sign:
Books
I try to read a lot, so most books are probably books that I have not finished, even if they are about Nietzsche, on whom I jumped into a psychologically intense triangle with Princeton philosophy professor Walter Kaufmann and the titles of an assortment of songs by the likes of singer/songwriter Bob Dylan in the year 1980. Warren Zevon sings about the sun going down upon the sacred cow in this song by Bob Dylan: Ring Them Bells from Dylan's "Oh Mercy" CD.
Four people is only a triangle if one of them is dead, but by the end of 1980, Walter Kaufmann was dead, too, which just left me and Bob Dylan alive and able to profit from an expanding American economy which is capable of throwing money in directions where most people don't even know that money is supposed to follow directions. When he died, Walter Kaufmann was writing a book to finish a trilogy. Maybe he thought he was done with it, but he left me out. In 1980, I even thought I was writing a book, but I was merely getting in touch with a form of intensity which is extralimital to the presses' goals, particularly in the field of philosophy, where books can seem really dumb after an expert starts to pick them apart. Amazon.com is great for people who like to pick books, but a reviewer can be extremely unpopular if he only likes to pick them apart. A few people sent me smiles at friendster.com and I wondered if they were smiling because of some book they read or if it was just an innate inability to wipe that silly smirk off their face. Books have promoted forms of thought that can approach or exceed most people's daily experiences, but put-on artists are having experiences which just don't fit the stereotype. Even joke books can be tiresome.
Heroes
William Blake is my main guide to theology now. Georges Bataille helped me think more about theopathy, to make my feelings run from Lenny Bruce to modern theopathy. Anyone with imagination and an interest in literature can start from scratch and get plenty of people confused if any of them are paying attention. In my pics are a few that were taken at the church I attend regularly, but the paper tiger bulges like thought. The small group picture that I started using on February 17, 2007, in honor of the 407th anniversay of the execution for heterodoxy of big mouth Bruno, was taken at a church in downtown Saint Paul, Minnesota, where the llama and I have a lot in common: we both seem to be from out of town. I had a picture of myself taken with a book and a .50-caliber machine gun in Cambodia in May, 1970. Federal officials testified that David Koresh owned a .50-caliber machine gun when the A.T.F. came with a search warrant on February 28, 1993. Timothy McVeigh was given a bronze star for shooting an Iraqi who was 1000 meters away with a .50-caliber machine gun in the first Gulf War. But David Koresh thought that his theology was determining his sex life instead of vice versa, and Timothy McVeigh thought Americans should think about how the government treated the Branch Davidians and start a revolution. WAIT!!! David Koresh found a Bible verse in the book by John the Revelator which told him to wait instead of surrendering to the authorities or blowing himself up on national television. I used to write letters to Daniel Ellsberg telling him that he was the greatest psychiatric case of the Vietnam war. I still think so, hands down. I think I even told Ellsberg that I promised to give Bob McNamara full credit for any funny Nam bits he could send me for MY VIETNAM WAR JOKE BOOK. Amazon.com cut the last paragraph of my review of SCHIZOPHRENIA AS A HUMAN PROCESS by American psychiatrist Harry Stack Sullivan because I explained what was really funny at the end of my letter to Ellsberg asking for jokes: I added, P. S. : Try to make it something about the orgies.
I believe that people remember jokes better than other forms of knowledge. People are different mainly because they know different jokes. I have a rare outlook on history and philosophy because I believe that memorization is fundamental to understanding the psychotic multiplicity which undergirds any frame of reference. My biggest entry to the internet was writing customer reviews for Amazon.com, usually with my real name, but sometimes I like to emphasize an anti-war feminist attitude while hardly controlling the feeling that it is difficult to write like a crazy broad without being funny. Sometimes I even think country music can be funny. Check out Brad Paisley singing:
I'd like to see you out in the moonlight
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wild flowers
I'd like to check you for ticks
ABC news is no longer playing the Ticks video in their news videos, but you might be able to hear him if you find the Brad Paisley profile.
3 a.m. capers have been extraordinary for me, and drawing on 40 years of recapitulation of being part of the American national honor in Viet Nam has some moments that are more exciting than the mundane details of ordinary life. I have some combinations of words which truly rattle my brain like: where have I heard that before? As a Freudian expert in the humor of the Vietnam war, my greatest intellectual struggle is to find published materials that can be used to express a view that condemns common American public opinions, or the crowd that voted for hemlock for Socrates. Now that the twentieth century is over, historical irony demands the reflection that it was a time when people didn't joke about what the map of Vietnam looks like. I just made a list of interesting web sites that were the first 47 results for a Google search for:
"what the map of Vietnam looks like"
Among the results were pages for which the server could not be found, and pages which did not have my name or my review of LIFE AGAINST DEATH by Norman O. Brown in which I asserted that American policy was only possible because most people had never seen a credibility gap which looked just like a map of Vietnam. I'm part of the collective unconscious which includes 339 web pages, possibly all peddling LIFE AGAINST DEATH, many of which will never be seen again, but you might get the same results just by searching for "map of Vietnam looks like". On many occasions since the year 2000, I also got interesting results with a Google search for "Heidegger in secret sacred cowsville".
Who I'd like to meet:
I might be in big trouble with the secret service, the FBI, and some intelligence agencies if I didn't know exactly what to say when they came calling to show them that I have always been a hell of a lot smarter than they were. Listen to this song while you read this about me and America.
There was an investigation after I sent 400 alumni of Harvard Law School class of 1973 some comments designed to show that the govenor of Minnesota, professional wrestler Jesse Ventura, was not more shocking in his Playboy interview than American bombs in the Chinese embassy in Belgrade, Bill Clinton in the Oval Office, or the A.T.F. using the war on drugs to justify military training for the raid on the Branch Davidians near Waco Texas on February 28, 1993. The Branch Davidians weren't on drugs, and I've been clean most of my life, especially since I got married in 1973 to kick that habit. When someone gave me opium joints in Nam, I think he wanted me to take them back to Harvard Law School and blow the minds of those who join the establishment, but some students and instructers at Harvard Law School were already blowing their minds. I tried to blow their minds all over again in 1999 with:
one, two, three, ...
A, B, C, ...
bomb the Chinese embassy.
Intellectually, I need a model a hell of a lot more than I need a darling girlfriend. Something strange is going on with my groups. I have not made the names of my groups generally available, but someone might have found some because I bragged about the pictures on my Microsoft Office Live http://artslop2006.com. I might have a problem with certain images not being properly authorized. Maybe morning is the wrong time to look for pictures, and the middle of the night would be better, but pictures were working on three other groups I visited today. Intellectual anarchy might be the best that can be achieved in groups at MySpace.com, and I would like to meet the people who can make it happen. Instead of giving the name of my groups, I would prefer to give web page locations separated by ... http://groups.myspace.com/hemlock4socrates ... http://groups.myspace.com/hangsparrow ... http://groups.myspace.com/samplethedog ... http://groups.myspace.com/littlehat ... http://groups.myspace.com/likelessingspolemics ... http://groups.myspace.com/patsyportraits ... http://groups.myspace.com/nukerplunkertech ...
http://groups.myspace.com/islikeavocados ... http://groups.myspace.com/footnotesfromdreadsville ... http://groups.myspace.com/babeltower ... http://groups.myspace.com/cubesonhinges ... http://groups.myspace.com/thatbeme ... http://groups.myspace.com/mywarpoem ... http://groups.myspace.com/stanfordwhite
In the intricate game of chicken you have been playing with the Saint Paul Police Department in your blogs, it is becoming too obvious that you have nothing to lose. May you be granted a mistrail every time anybody in Saint Paul even thinks about any official in the same shit head ball park with you. Keep talking that jive and may the mojo be with you.
That's good you hear a resemblance to an old song because it's based on a tune from way back usually known as Dyin' bed maker. Charlie Patton and Blind Willie Johnson did versions of it, Led Zeppelin also has a rendition of it they call "In my time of dying"
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I love the rain
To feel the wetness,The thunderstorms are the times for cozy fires,Listening to the pounding of the rain. The lighting flashes across the dark skies,It lights up the room. As the thunder outside rumbles ever so near I lay in bed under cozy covers.I love the rain that falls in our lives,I love the feelings that each storm provides.You and I live for each storm that comes by my dear friend , the rain says I love you all over again. Your friend Sherry always and forever.....
I have been reading the book by James Howard Kusntler, "The Long Emergency" and I posted his podcasts, called "kustlercasts." His prognosis is a worst case scenario for the financial break down and what will happen next. I am not pessimist but I also don't want to be naive. He is funny and I love listening to him... I sure hope he is not right and I hope that we will never be right... but I sure wish to avoid becoming another DuhMerikan...
warmest Jiiva It's wise to keep things simple at this point anyway... I am sure you know that. So no cable - I understand. But, can a myspace site actually load without cable... it must take forever.
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Thank you so much. You can find my EP, A Moment to Break, on iTunes and Amazon-- I couldn't be more grateful for the love and support!
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Hi Bruce! Thankyou for the friends link, hope to see you
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Mar 19 2009 6:05 AM
I love the rain
To feel the wetness,The thunderstorms are the times for cozy fires,Listening to the pounding of the rain. The lighting flashes across the dark skies,It lights up the room. As the thunder outside rumbles ever so near I lay in bed under cozy covers.I love the rain that falls in our lives,I love the feelings that each storm provides.You and I live for each storm that comes by my dear friend , the rain says I love you all over again. Your friend Sherry always and forever.
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Nice to meet you,
I'm Cristina :)
Jan 1 2009 7:23 PM
Best Wishes!!
Nov 29 2008 9:08 AM
you need to see this... smile...
Oct 27 2008 9:42 PM
warmest
Jiiva
It's wise to keep things simple at this point anyway... I am sure you know that. So no cable - I understand. But, can a myspace site actually load without cable... it must take forever.
Oct 15 2008 1:55 AM
FYI. I think you're supposed to tag photos of yourself as yourself.
Sep 27 2008 4:52 AM
just a lil love...