photo of Susan Sontag,1993
Industrial societies turn their citizens into image-junkies; it is the most irresistible form of mental pollution. - Sontag shit talking Instagram.
there remains a sizeable part of the art world that simply does not get photography. They get artists who use photography to illustrate their ideas, installations, performances and concepts, who ‘deploy’ the medium as one of a range of artistic strategies to complete their work. But photography for and of itself -photographs taken from the world as it is– are misunderstood as a collection of random observations and lucky moments, or muddled up with photojournalism, or tarred with a semi-derogatory ‘documentary’.Paul Graham
Today is Grito de Lares, an important day for Latin Americans who yearn to be free. It’s also a day of significant repression; a number of domineering governments have used the 23rd of September to remind the citizens of tiny sun bleached Caribbean islands that our nations are shackled. We belong, either by law or by puppet strings, to the US or Spain before it.
Ojeda Ríos would have been 80, had he not been shot in the lung and left to slowly bleed to death by FBI agents 8 years ago today.
It’s been 520 years 10 months and 4 days that Puerto Rico and all of Latin America has been under the imperialist boot, literally feeding us to dogs. Filiberto would have been 81 this year. Uncountable birthdays have been stolen from us, replaced by millions of days for mourning.
A man with a beard tells you things.
I have thought about this incident on a nearly weekly basis since it was first reported.
A haiku from the article: Missouri Governor to Deploy National Guard to Ferguson
Which politician will disarm the police?
They’re all gone now.
RIP Tommy Ramone.
There was never a time in my life when I didn’t know the Ramones. My father played them constantly as I grew up. When he first fled the occupation of our homeland, he knew that America’s best musics were Disco, Punk, and Pop. While we were dead broke and could only afford a few records that meant a steady diet of the Ramones; the Dead Kennedys; Donna Summer; Earth, Wind & Fire; Michael Jackson and Madonna.
There was never a Pre-Ramones era for me, but it seem that today, I live in a Post Ramones era.
The kingdom’s national anthem is “I Am What I Am” by Gloria Gaynor.