“A Question of Impeachment”, presented by the New York City theatre group, Culture Project, can be watched on the group’s page on YouTube.  The tagline for the show is They took it off the table so we put it on the stage – Trial by Theater. 

The excerpt below is of Staceyann Chin, an artist who makes me proud to be an artist.  If you haven’t experienced the work of Ms. Chin, I encourage you to do so … her words will make you look at the world in an entirely different way. 

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When I heard my friend, John McCain, say this:

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I thought to myself, since when were retarded assholes allowed to run for President?  Of course, it didn’t take me long to answer that one for myself. 

For this Friday’s video stroll, I would like to share this video that I saw about Iran.  Thank you to To Hell With Culture for posting this. 

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Dearest Ann,

What are you doing?  When I told you, via the Blackberry you bought me, that we had to cool things off, you called me every five minutes.  You stalked my work.  You sent me your underwear that you wore on Hannity & Colmes. 

What can I say to you, my darling?  This is all my fault.  I should have been more specific that it was just that weekend.  Don’t get me wrong, it was beautiful.  The sun glistening off your perfect Mystic Tan.  Twilight strolls down the halls of PNAC, praying Kristol wouldn’t rear his fat head.  The way your Adam’s apple bobs up and down as you spout hateful, yet crafty, diatribes about those whores – the 9/11 widows. 

Your mouth, when you’re not using it for talking, is amazing.  The way you use it – your pout, your smirks, those cocky little up-turned pauses you make between ill-timed remarks.  Your breasts, two shrinking raisins smuggled across the border by illegal immigrants, brush your training bra like a boy’s nipples.  Your knees, masculine yet boyish, knob together as you strut your stuff.  Yes, it drove me crazy.  I couldn’t take it.

It was beautiful, Ann.  But it was fleeting, and we knew it couldn’t last.

I was hurt by our last conversation.  You tried to emotionally blackmail me by suggesting you’d end it all if I broke it off.  I didn’t believe you, and I admit I said some hurtful things. 

Boo:  Ann, if you kill yourself you still won’t be dating me!  That won’t really solve our problems now, will it?!

You:  If I kill myself, I won’t put in a good word for you with Maher, and you’ll be a second-rate liberal blogger for the rest of your liberal little life!

We hung up on each other.  We disconnected, physically, mentally, and emotionally.  And now, to get back at me, you use homosexual slurs to get my attention.  It hurts, Ann, because you and I know what we had was special, even though it had to end.

Words can hurt, Ann!  You’ve hurt me!  I admit it!  Isn’t that what you wanted to hear all along???  I hurt you; you hurt me back.  There.  It’s done.  Just don’t bring the entire political realm, all gay and lesbian people, and the John Edwards campaign into our lover’s quarrel.  It’s embarrassing, and it’s beneath you. 

My dear Ann … it’s all so very much beneath you …

We’ll always have PNAC and the beautiful memories we made. 

All my love,

Your Pookie BooBear

Whether it’s mediation, prayer, a good old fashioned trip to the therapist’s office, or all of the above, everyone needs to partake in some soul searching.  For those who need a little nudge, I have created a new segment I like to call Time For Some Soul Searching!

Recently the Anti-Defamation League came out with a report stating that the Klan has enjoyed record recruiting numbers by touching on the hot button issue of immigration.  Between 2000 and 2005, Klan chapters have grown by 63%, numbers of which the military must be jealous.  Maybe the Army should reconsider its slogan from “Be All You Can Be” to “Hey, you might get killed, but at least there’s no Mexicans!!”

How is it that we as a country have become so completely xenophobic that the Ku Klux Klan now seems like a rational option in representing one’s feelings about policy?  And what happened to joining the Klan for simple Jew hating??  I mean, do the 76 year old anti-semites look out from the perimeters of the rally, chewing tobacco, reminising about slurs of yester year, thinking as they observe the anti-immigrant noobs, “Well, fuck, Bubba … there goes the neighborhood!”

Who are these people joining the Klan because they have such strong feelings about immigrants?  Is there more to it than we know about?  Does the Klan offer an amazing health care program or provide collective bargaining agreements on worker’s behalf?  Will the Klan match your 401k funds, or assist you in paying for your children’s college education? 

For G-d’s sake – as well as for the country – if you are so disgusted with immigrants, let your voice be heard in a less vile forum … become a fucking Republican! 

I mean, you got the first mainstream African American who is articulate and bright and clean and a nice looking guy.  I mean, that’s a storybook, man.

~New York Observer, 5 February

Alright, I just got back from Cultural Diversity for Presidential Candidates class with my good friend, Joe.  I accompanied him as a supportive gesture, just as he escorted me to my first seminar titled, “How to Not Rip Out the Jugular of Evangelical Christians Trying to Convert Your Jewish Ass.” 

We gently explained how passive ethnocentric comments, like the one written above, patronizes African Americans in that he would never use the adjectives “articulate”, “bright”, and “clean” for say, John Kerry.  (Unless you’re talking about John’s manicure … he’s a RAVING metrosexual!)

I think he gets it.  Joe’s a good guy, even if he can be a putz.  But Joe represents a hegemony that just doesn’t get it.  Even if he wants to … I mean, just the other day he said to me:

Man, the Jews are smart, Boo.  And rich.  You’re a smart, rich people.  Frugal sometimes when giving to campaigns … like my campaign.  But the Jews run the world efficiently.  I mean, who doesn’t love the Jews?

So, there you have it.  Good old Joe.  I like Joe.  He’s a great Senator, but Presidential candidate?  Not so sure. 

After class, we were making small talk about my new blog here.  He stopped, leaned in close to me, looked around to see if anyone could hear and said, “Oh and by the way, I got balls too, you know.”

I patted him on the back and smiled.   

“No one’s going to notice your balls, Joe, when you’re head’s up your ass.”

History’s judgement seems to be a little jaded.  Did I say a little jaded?  I meant really fucking jaded. 

For instance, during a time in our nation’s history when our black citizens were segregated, sitting in the back of the bus, suffering the lynching of their men, and being blown off the street by fire hoses (fire hoses, people!), Malcolm X declared: 

“We want freedom by any means necessary. We want justice by any means necessary. We want equality by any means necessary.”