The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

August 29, 2004

Fascists Get Out (for a Broadway play)

Republicans are here trying to take over the city.
I want to see them dead. I can't help it.
Every time I here a pro-Bush statement I have a visceral reaction.
These bland faces violate women, gays, countries, blacks, everyone.
Such happy God faces I want to see dead.
I hate myself for hatred. I can't help it.
All Republicans should get the welcome they deserve.
They are walking our streets stinking up our polluted air.
The thermal inversion layer is within eight feet of the ground.
They will lower the thermal inversion layer to six feet.
If I jump high enough I can breathe. Then I can spit at Republicans.

I am a coward wishing for violence.

Republicans understand violence. They are good at it.
Beheaded Republicans for Iraqi beheadings.
Exploded Republicans for Iraqi explosions.
Hidden Republican deaths for media Iraqi sanitation squads.
Destroyed Reagan and Nixon libraries for Iraqi library lootings.
Wounded Republican children for wounded Iraqi boys and girls.
(Now you don't like this poem.)

Harsh light of media critique on every Republican pore.
Every wounded animal and plant in polluted waters and clearcut forests.
Bush bodies exploded with burning oil gushers out of every hole.

I am a coward filled with hatred.

I understand violence and run away and dream of it.
Republicans are our conquerors and colonizers.
Their Christ carries lies and missiles and their God invented anthrax.
They will go to Heavens filled with done-up Republicans.

Listen Republicans, New York curses your days and nights.
Republicans, you have taken your ears off, now take off.
(Go home, the poem is over.)


---------- Forwarded message ----------
Date: Sun, 29 Aug 2004 13:45:56 -0400
From: Barbara Lattanzi <>
Subject: [syndicate] C-SPAN Karaoke

The Interrupting Annotator




C-SPAN KARAOKE software displays media that streams from public archives of the website, along with karaoke tunes gleaned from various free offerings 
on the web. So, gather together with friends and loosen up those vocal cords...

While you are navigating the flows of institutional political process, 
faithfully and invaluably documented by CSPAN, you can always break out in 
song...and the louder the better. Use CSPAN KARAOKE and your voice in 
collective chorus with friends, to navigate CSPAN video streams - whether these 
be representations of illegitimate authority or suspect versions of reality.

Sing with conviction, because resonant frequencies have been known to shatter 


Although streaming video archives are available at the CSPAN website as a 
not-for-profit, public service of the lucrative American cable television 
industry, they are only publically accessible for a brief period of time. Some 
more significant videos may remain available longer, but most CSPAN videos can 
be accessed for only a few months before they disappear.

The disappearing CSPAN video archive means that over time, the accumulated list 
of video titles for "CSPAN KARAOKE" may contain an occasional "dead" link, a 
gap in collective memory of institutional political process. Note that the more 
recent videos will always appear conveniently near the top of the selection 
list for your KARAOKE pleasure.


Software download page:


Barbara Lattanzi

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