I guess Hollywood is no longer going to be seen as a moral beacon. What a shock. Now Dustin Hoffman, George Takei, Gary Goddard, and Richard Dreyfuss have been accused and the list keeps growing. I wonder if all the films made by these men will now have to be deleted from the theaters.
I hope not. I would much rather see debauched sociopaths carrying on (from a safe distance) than preachy Pollyannas.
The museum should have never kowtowed to the angry rabble to begin with. Once you apologize, it is hard to make a boundary. You’ve exposed your belly and it will be lanced. Continue reading
Steve Jobs – an individual who changed the world, creating beautiful machines with air light efficiency. Thank you…
As I reflect on his creative journey, while typing this on my MacBook, I reflect also on all the recent “Occupy Wall Street” protests morphing all over the country. And, while I can well understand their frustration with crony capitalism, high unemployment and a sagging economy, a frustration they share with the Tea Party, I also see a lot of mindless anti-capitalist cries for “revolution” or for money they feel is owed to them somehow by banks, or the rich and successful. And, of course, there’s “Power to the People”, and other silly rejoinders. I know more than a few want to end free enterprise, or tether enterprise even more strongly to government control.
So, it’s a good time to remember entrepreneurs like Jobs, who couldn’t have created his beautiful machines in a system that did not encourage innovation and allow free enterprise. He came from relatively ordinary beginnings to discover his dream through hard work and a ruthless imaginative power that demanded the best. The wealth created by Apple products is not just shared by its founders, employees, or stock holders, but by anyone who owns one of these elegant machines.
Many of the protesters are Apple fans, I wonder how many of them are able to draw this simple connection?
I’m doing some traveling this week and next, to NY and then – to the Denver area. So, I won’t be as active, but the Liberty Wolf is still around – observing and attempting to make sense of the country and the culture. Amtrak is an interesting way to travel, as long as you don’t mind not taking a shower for a day or two. I’m in Chicago now, on a long layover and plan to walk around and taste some of the local brews.
Watching the budget discussions, and hoping that our debt is at least reduced or its escalation slowed. All we need is a currency crisis, and while I tend to NOT be an apocalyptic sort, that possibility certainly looms as realistic, if something is not done to curb our enormous national debt.
That’s my deep thought for today. Checking in again later, but mostly I’m on a sort of vacation.
Hope everyone is having a wonderful day and week!
Here, I leave you with a Gun Club song “Fire Spirit” —
Off their classic 1981 album “Fire of Love”
I can see clearly
from my diamond eyes,
I’m going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
no-one will accept all of me
so the Fire…will stop
Up through the streets
the gunfire of cars,
going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
no-one will take all of me
so the Fire…will stop
I will be cheating
the whole ritual,
I’m going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
no-one will expect all of me
so the Fire..will stop
Someone will break out of the circle,
someone will turn and burn a world
someone knows a better cell
where the old north wind blows through southeast hell, yeah….
Invention was betrayed by the machine,
promised like it was promised to me
I’m going up to the mountain to see
how the last thing, will set me free, yeah…
I had to do something, I was wearing down,
I was going down….
Why can no one ever touch a Fire Spirit?
Why can no one ever hold a Fire Spirit?
Why can no one ever feel a Fire Spirit?
I am going to the mountain,
I am going to the mountain,
I am going to the montain….
I can see clearly
from my diamond eyes,
I’m going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit,
no one will accept all of me…
and the fire…will stop…
With too much patience
and too much pain,
going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
to make amends for all of me…
and the Fire…will stop.
Lydia Lunch — always reminds me of what’s important- art, intensity, vision, risk and a tincture of mayhem. Here, she talks about her influences and what drives her art. From the description – “New York-born Lydia Lunch is a singer, poet, writer, actor, visual artist, and the fourth subject of our Sound & Vision series. From signaling the end of Punk with her first band, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, to presenting art installations as a reaction to Tracey Emin I want you to smell the blood on the sheets Lunchs work is provocative to say the least. In this film, featuring excerpts from her live performances, she talks about how Goya and Marcel Duchamp are amongst her favourite artists”
I love this woman’s work and have been following her since the beginning there is really no one quite like her. She is uncompromising, confrontational and sexy as mayhem in a dream. Oh yea, and I’ve met her, and she’s really nice to boot!
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