What Obama wants, Obama gets:
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Category Archives: Gonzo
Surfwise, Livedumb
I’ve been waiting for this to hit YouTube: the trailer for a documentary of an archetypal American character, the freewheeling intellectual.
As a somewhat freewheeling intellectual myself, I feel no hesitation at saying that Dorian “Doc” Paskowitz was a completely self-centered man who confused hedonism with enlightenment and whose pathalogical need to be “different” rendered him incapable of being free. The most humbling truth apparent in this biographical film is this: that voluntary subjugation to the tyranny of doctrinaire antiestablishmentarianism should not be mistaken for intellectual triumph or self-determinism. It is fascism.
Now, enjoy your surf movie! Hippies in a bus = good times!
Right?
Here is the much prettier official statement:
Like many American outsider-adventurers, Dorian “Doc” Paskowitz set out to realize a utopian dream. Abandoning a successful medical practice, he sought self-fulfillment by taking up the nomadic life of a surfer. But unlike other American searchers like Thoreau or Kerouac, Paskowitz took his wife and nine children along for the ride, all eleven of them living in a 24 foot camper. Together, they lived a life that would be unfathomable to most, but enviable to anyone who ever relinquished their dreams to a straight job. The Paskowitz Family proved that America may be running out of frontiers, but it hasn’t run out of frontiersman.
taking matters into your own hands
I think this only pays ($4,000,000!) if you’re an anime sculpture created by Takashi Murakami. Whom I love. The best comment of the day on a site that is not mine award goes to shanaisapunkrocker, who says:
My boyfriend and I played a fun game when we went to the Murakami exhibition at Brooklyn Museum: we stood near the cum-cloud sculpture for a few minutes and watched people’s facial expressions as they turned around the corner and realized what they were seeing. Priceless every time.
The Cans Festival
I love the Brits; not only do they apparently think I should rule their blogosphere (I humbly accept), but they’re also in many ways quite simply batshit insane. One of the manifestations of this unfortunate, though amusing-to-watch, characteristic is their irrational fondness for so-called “Festivals.”
They appear to define the word “Festival” as “any occasion during which city dwellers come in contact with both actual dirt and other people wearing same, particularly on their faces,” and most particularly if it cost a month’s salary and someone is screaming at them through an expensive sound system during a downpour.
Trust Banksy to be more clever than your run of the mill Festivationator: he’s organized a Festival in a tunnel.
Behold The Cans Festival (via Walking Turcot Yards):
Some people are calling it the greatest stencil art show that has ever taken place in a tunnel underneath Waterloo station. It was visited by 28,544 people and 623 of them painted on the walls.
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What’s Your Roller Derby Name?
It’s kind of funny: actually those are my middle names.
Along with Danger.
My brand-new Roller Derby Name is Action DominateHer.
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