Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.58.0403240616560.20065@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: ko (fwd)
Date: Wed, 24 Mar 2004 06:17:06 -0500 (EST)
somebody ko/ing ginsberg, nn's occidental motherfuckers i've wanted to write and quite unsure how to begin none of us are safe from attack innuendo there is no persepctive but the present which is always ripped apart ginsberg's howl freed me then and frees me now he was an outspoken jew among others and other things he read with the force of the rav derrida deconstructing abomb america i read him first at 13 then on and off forever but the point of the hatred here after the fact and the era coupled with anne's publicity blurb when something else was needed and over there on syndicate nn seems self-immolating whether she's a corporate entity on the run or someone going through a hard political time violence inheres to her, she drags the slaughter with her and it seems to me that the thugs in power have already won rumsfeld and hamas and israel all tearing everything limb from limb spam's brought 29% already using email less and less who wants to read the violence of viagra the violence of fraud bush and blair thug-script leaks into what was once communality and when i heard allen read it was that, community around him the gathering and the chanting which actually worked and overcame if just for a moment and nn had her sense of human but now drags skulls like i said, like i said my own words and works try to burst their bounds, there's more hatred there are mother-fuckers everywhere, why not deconstruct those words for myself, i have to admit indiscretions in the past psychological violence to other people, self-destruction, whimpering inability to see people for who or what they really are i'm more guilty than ginsberg, my soul is ash at best eleven years or so after auschwitz and he's penning howl against a smug america which today runs our country to the ground if we can't learn to listen, we won't die trying, we'll just die god or someone else help us, or someone else _