checking in while traveling by train

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.

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Uber Alles California – a flashback to Gov. Brown and now the cliff ahead

Well, for once California is behind the times and not ahead. We resuscitated Jerry Brown and fought back Carly. And apparently, we’ve now brought Kamala Harris over the line to become Attorney General. I know from someone who works in law enforcement here, that she’s not been good for our crime rate here in SF, for convicting or indicting felons, and her laxness has contributed to escalating homicides. We even refused to legalize pot and tax it to feed our starving coffers! All backwards actions.

Californians, fellow Californians – I am afraid we are heading for a rather steep cliff, and are just about – to go right over. Hope there is a soft landing there at the bottom.

(btw – I am not stating that Whitman would have been able to rescue us, but really, BROWN? I don’t think so. Totally, like, no way!)

I think the Dead Kennedys put it best back in 1979…

Caucasian Guilt – Noh Mercy flashback

In the late seventies, I remember seeing a band called “Noh Mercy” at the SF School for the Deaf on Valencia Street (a venue now gone) featuring just two women – Esmeralda and Toni. Toni was a tough, swaggering butch lesbian who was also an on and off junkie, and Esmeralda was het but a very femme and glamorous yet tough as nails dark haired singer, magnetic and sultry, yet raw. Both women were white, yes, far as I could tell. Esmeralda went on to do her own one woman thing without Toni in time, Esmeralda then simply called her act “Esmeralda”. Noh Mercy was just drums and Esmeralda’s large voice and theatrical presence, as I remember. And was one of the earliest punk bands with a very strong female presence in San Francisco. There was another then here in town called VS. Noh Mercy had a very unique sound, with just the drums and the voice. Anyway, here, an edgy and possibly ah, offensive song for some, on white guilt. It is true that in those days, certain types of art and music happened that could probably not happen now I think, people are so much more careful to not offend — back then, in that early punk scene, I think it was all about offending and breaking through artifice. I remember this song from 1979, and saw it performed live a few times. And, well, as I’ve always said, “a little white guilt goes a long ways”, and as a non-white person — I actually, find it annoying and counterproductive. Any way, here goes:

Johnny Rotten Neocon Punk Rocker?

While many singers and bands boycott Israel, often under enormous left wing pressure, Mr. Lydon (aka Rotten) is decidedly not going along with the herd.
I really resent the presumption that I’m going there to play to right-wing Nazi jews [sic]. If Elvis-f-ing-Costello wants to pull out of a gig in Israel because he’s suddenly got this compassion for Palestinians, then good on him. But I have absolutely one rule, right? Until I see an Arab country, a Muslim country, with a democracy, I won’t understand how anyone can have a problem with how they’re treated.

And, this video from ’77:

And, I would remiss if I didn’t give credit to Canadian blogger Kathy Shaidle, who is battling “hate speech” charges from the Canadian government. She posted this earlier in the week, August 21st, on her always provocative and often, funny blog: Five Feet of Fury

Lydia Lunch in a recent interview – art break

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!