French fried Cartoonists

I watched France tremble as cartoonists died at the hands of of Islam's killers who lead the police on their deadly chase. I am living in squalor in America's third world safe from Islam's deadly touch, the nearest Mosque is fifty miles away and their young men have other fish to fry. There was a time when I was there, Paris filming the uprising of sixty eight. The words of Debord in the mouths of millions of French youth knowing they had seized power from an ossified soft facist government of an old and dangerous general. We fought with film and words against a powerful army and pulled out a win.

We won the battles and deliberately lost the war. I was present at the meeting in late May where the Left folded, for the good of French lives. There had been almost no causalities and very few reprisals by the students against the authorities. A couple of hundred dead max less than died on the road on a normal French weekend in those days.

We did not need guns to rearrange the deck chairs of Gaullist oppression, paving stones and Molotov cocktails, and an attitude suficed. Our posters are collectors items, done in a workshop run by a Maoist from Denver.

The surrender was handled by the combined committees that distributed food and necessitates as well as media, petrol and rumor. We camera men were the historians winning tomorrow from yesterday. Young Mezzmero was going to start a second magazine called Hari Kari. I was going to make films about difficult subjects. Ben was going to be a producer, Pauline was going to make films happen. There were fourteen of us camera people come over from London under the cover of the Arts Lab We listened to Debord picked up friends with cars and were there for historic moments asking questions and trying to be relevant. We changed France and ourselves and I learned that revolution was an inside job and requires a life time of hard work. The only thing I remember about Islam in the Paris uprising was a gang of Arabs wanted to pogrom the Jews and we stopped them cold for being idiot thugs. The Paris uprising was cosponsored by the Cohn -Bendit Brothers and they were German Jews. The other cosponsor was International Situationists a pack of shady intellectuals, artists, poets and social tinkerers. They were experts at funding having embezzled a large sum of CIA cash from the University of Strasbourg. One of their conveners was Guy Debord f a film critic and sometime filmmaker. I had some social contact with them and I found their position on current events far more interesting than the out of the box standard French Leftist thinking.

After the events in Paris setttled back to oppression as always Soon Ireland loomed big and one could see the CIA was ousting Humble Harold Wilson from office. London was heading into the tubes as a cultural stop.

LSD went out as the drug of choice and Lady Cocaine was rising it's hydra head along with Margaret Thatcher. Who would want to live in the oppressive state of Britain. The Tories and Labour did the dance of death to the arts and I had to bail to Nixon's America complete with Vietnam, oppressive police and the rise of angry immigrants. I was close to Lathems and it was quite clear that Political Correctness was censoring open thought and there was to be no critique by the new residents rather tacky and sensitive bather and abuse from former residents of the Swat Valley, the. I'm not into medieval oppression of women and stoning of people who do not follow the Koran. Not being into child brides and sharia I saw that what capital was doing was importing cheap disposable labor, Dixie cup people, there to be crushed when used up. What happens to these people is the awful joke of capital on the backs of labor.

America has done the same thing to Mexicans, Hondurans and Philippines People. It's the age of the world underclass expressing endless anger while their leaders live the life of parasite princes. Our ever so corrupt leaders are forming a world wide police state for the benefit of their masters shadowy rich bankers in Hong Kong Shanghai and Singapore as well as the White Lice of the West.

See how a couple of hundred people rule the billions using their techno Sherpa's and millions of watchers and millions more troopers eliminating any hope of honest governance, decent health care and healthy fodder. Killing the messenger is just one way of oppressing and ruling the mass. We are allowing the bastards to terrify us into submission.

Adventures in America's Third World

“She rose from her warm bed a with a gun in each hand saying '”Come all you cowboys and fight for your land.” Woody Guthrie. The Law of The Ranger's Command.

I live in a small l town in Colorado that has been bypassed by the rest of the country except for old buildings that have been thrown out, abandoned then burned . There no longer is an economy to be a part of. All commerce is shut down when the rails were torn up and the Blood hound died.. There are a lot of meaningless jobs that no one can make a living wage at working for WalMart or the local cafes. The national chains will never open their choke and pukes here. There is not enough water for growing pot. Yet there are turf wars with the cartels starting up, gun hands have been hired to close roads to traffic and terrorize the elderly and poor.

We are blessed with third world illnesses There is an endemic chest, loose phylum cough that resembles TB from Honduras,( one sees there are more imports from Central America than gang banger impregnated teenagers infection and we are waiting for Ebola to finish off the young and the elderly.

Another hazard are the cartels that have moved into the out lying areas creating no go areas without meeting drug thugs with guns to help the traveler out. Today my brother and I went out looking at a three acre parcel of land. After a visit to the Fremont County Assessor we are able to pin point the lot. on this mountain side. The whole mountain has been burned over and it was ten years between brief visits. We miss my brother's place by ten feet.

The Assessor is a friendly and helpful person and we see where we'd been right and of course where we went wrong. The missing land happened to be next door to a pin moving land bully hiding behind a bullies exterior and simply claim as right where the boomers left it. Colorado is littered with boomers dreams gone bust. The problem is that people cheat a lot , They move property pins and then seize the land. They tow in trailers and put them on other people's land, They foul the water supply with human waste. They plant and harvest pot plants while their trailers hide meth labs The list of boom times crimes goes endlessly on it can get quite repetitive.

Th3 problem is not so much a problem of the immigrants it is the problem of the host country borders years ago when Americans gave up on enforcing the immigration laws and welcomed thirty million illegals as cheap labor and corruptible voters. The rich want their cheap labor and liberals need the ballot boxes stuffed. The problem is who is going to pay. The rich fvor socialism and the resident poor get to pay for the liberal ”Dream.”

Click twice and the person serving you might speak English as a third language, then again you might do better if you speak Zapotoc.

The roads in Southwestern Fremont county are three seaons they laid out on a grid not conforming with the topography. A quaint solution to erotion and snow removal. But people looking to live close to nature ought to know how to aim a car on slick clay. They take you past the smashed traiers and burned out trailers.

The people are mountain frendly as long as you are doing something useful. They are true to he Code of the West. I am trying to be what I am a n interested jouralist looking for the truth.

The dry nature of the land impressed me. There was use of every drop of water. By the pinion forest grown up on the burned side of Iron Mountain.

A drive though the area reminds one of a set for the made for television set of Justified. Long time residents are attempting to create community the short timers are living hand to mouth desperate looking trailers and vandalized cars are some of the detritus left from the summer of pot growing.

Third world means there is a mono culture, the local support themselves with pensions and Social Security payments as well as real estate sales and trading of the small plaits of land. There is no way one could make any sort of a living off three acres of mountain land. Too short a growing season , rock filled lack of topsoil make conventional farming difficult. The cultivators of pot have a problem farming here and there are residents who are armed, not ready for giving up their land and freedom to grow pot for the Mexican market. Wve the problem of people moving in with a different culture while our thinking and institutions and education polices are stuck in nineteen zero four teaching models. We are trying to dumb down children with computers to a horn book level. We view innovation with total suspicion. We have reduced teachers to assembly line mechanics when we are building spaceships, not the Great White Fleet.

Our eduction system is not broken it is nonexistent. Our children are dying of boredom and third world fighters with a third grade eduction system rooted in the seventh century AD. Drug corruption has reduced our cities to a Detroit lever of rotten thought. The drug dealers education goes nowhere except into the toilet of pseudo intellectualism building a world of conflict between person and machine and inevitable dark ages.

In the Third World vacant land becomes a toilet, tax money has to be painfully extracted, a physically harsh world becomes impossible for the sick and elderly, youth is a time of underemployment and minorities are played off against each other. And corruption and fear are rampant. Meanwhile Congress men a screaming for a free market approach to health care with doctors bidding for operations. Imagine Milton Friedman auctioning off your spare body parts.   

Adventures in America's Third World

“She rose from her warm bed a with a gun in each hand saying '”Come all you cowboys and fight for your land.” Woody Guthrie. The Law of The Ranger's Command.

I live in a small l town in Colorado that has been bypassed by the rest of the country except for old buildings that have been thrown out, abandoned then burned . There no longer is an economy to be a part of. All commerce is shut down when the rails were torn up and the Blood hound died.. There are a lot of meaningless jobs that no one can make a living wage at working for WalMart or the local cafes. The national chains will never open their choke and pukes here. There is not enough water for growing pot. Yet there are turf wars with the cartels starting up, gun hands have been hired to close roads to traffic and terrorize the elderly and poor.

We are blessed with third world illnesses There is an endemic chest, loose phylum cough that resembles TB from Honduras,( one sees there are more imports from Central America than gang banger impregnated teenagers infection and we are waiting for Ebola to finish off the young and the elderly.

Another hazard are the cartels that have moved into the out lying areas creating no go areas without meeting drug thugs with guns to help the traveler out. Today my brother and I went out looking at a three acre parcel of land. After a visit to the Fremont County Assessor we are able to pin point the lot. on this mountain side. The whole mountain has been burned over and it was ten years between brief visits. We miss my brother's place by ten feet.

The Assessor is a friendly and helpful person and we see where we'd been right and of course where we went wrong. The missing land happened to be next door to a pin moving land bully hiding behind a bullies exterior and simply claim as right where the boomers left it. Colorado is littered with boomers dreams gone bust. The problem is that people cheat a lot , They move property pins and then seize the land. They tow in trailers and put them on other people's land, They foul the water supply with human waste. They plant and harvest pot plants while their trailers hide meth labs The list of boom times crimes goes endlessly on it can get quite repetitive.

Th3 problem is not so much a problem of the immigrants it is the problem of the host country borders years ago when Americans gave up on enforcing the immigration laws and welcomed thirty million illegals as cheap labor and corruptible voters. The rich want their cheap labor and liberals need the ballot boxes stuffed. The problem is who is going to pay. The rich fvor socialism and the resident poor get to pay for the liberal ”Dream.”

Click twice and the person serving you might speak English as a third language, then again you might do better if you speak Zapotoc.

The roads in Southwestern Fremont county are three seaons they laid out on a grid not conforming with the topography. A quaint solution to erotion and snow removal. But people looking to live close to nature ought to know how to aim a car on slick clay. They take you past the smashed traiers and burned out trailers.

The people are mountain frendly as long as you are doing something useful. They are true to he Code of the West. I am trying to be what I am a n interested jouralist looking for the truth.

The dry nature of the land impressed me. There was use of every drop of water. By the pinion forest grown up on the burned side of Iron Mountain.

A drive though the area reminds one of a set for the made for television set of Justified. Long time residents are attempting to create community the short timers are living hand to mouth desperate looking trailers and vandalized cars are some of the detritus left from the summer of pot growing.

Third world means there is a mono culture, the local support themselves with pensions and Social Security payments as well as real estate sales and trading of the small plaits of land. There is no way one could make any sort of a living off three acres of mountain land. Too short a growing season , rock filled lack of topsoil make conventional farming difficult. The cultivators of pot have a problem farming here and there are residents who are armed, not ready for giving up their land and freedom to grow pot for the Mexican market. Wve the problem of people moving in with a different culture while our thinking and institutions and education polices are stuck in nineteen zero four teaching models. We are trying to dumb down children with computers to a horn book level. We view innovation with total suspicion. We have reduced teachers to assembly line mechanics when we are building spaceships, not the Great White Fleet.

Our eduction system is not broken it is nonexistent. Our children are dying of boredom and third world fighters with a third grade eduction system rooted in the seventh century AD. Drug corruption has reduced our cities to a Detroit lever of rotten thought. The drug dealers education goes nowhere except into the toilet of pseudo intellectualism building a world of conflict between person and machine and inevitable dark ages.

In the Third World vacant land becomes a toilet, tax money has to be painfully extracted, a physically harsh world becomes impossible for the sick and elderly, youth is a time of underemployment and minorities are played off against each other. And corruption and fear are rampant. Meanwhile Congress men a screaming for a free market approach to health care with doctors bidding for operations. Imagine Milton Friedman auctioning off your spare body parts.   

Back good as new

Where I was. I have been in and out of hospital so I have been a worse correspondent than usual. I also have been working to keep the Cotter Project alive. Not easy when you have six month gaps in your life. Today is the coldest day of the year something to celebrate by surviving. Not so for Aron Swartz  one of the Alpha computer geeks  accused of terrorism and found hanging like Donnar Hanson of yore. The government was attempting to link him with Wikileaks. Months before the trial he "pulls the plug" How convenient for a government without much of a case.  Obama has a way of killing off descent not the sign of of transparency more like the Iron Heel. The facts are not in and far more talented people than I are looking at this at a time when secrecy has been seriously crippled by the Internet. The truth as it emerges is not pretty. 

                              Location: The Business of Art Gallery Manitou Springs Colorado.

The Show                              Sara Mojdehdart Photographer.
Her grand mother died and she was unable to make the funeral. Sara is Iranian American Had travel there can be difficult. Six months later she got to her home in Iran and made a photo essay about the thoughts of the women in the family. Sadness and loss still permeates her photos. Her prints are large and straight forward digital printing.
I sit in the center of the prints and try and find a beginning  Moydeh sits with dry pipes in-front of her and a pair of handsome chickens cross the foreground she looks sad beyond emotion.
Saheila and an older woman share another portrait of sad happenings. Strong design weights this picture to the right side of the photo.
A woman sits in a room very middle class with her portraits of older men from Black and white to color the the woman's black dress is counterpointed by a gold mirror. The picture is an inventory of several lives.
The only smile in this show is the child Mobina A child with carpets and pillows joy is limited to children.
Then come the show theme are scarf from behind worn by Purisa. she is tying it a blow you away shot strong on action and design.
Sara vanishes in this show and becomes one with the images, she handles her tools well without repletion or false images. Photography can reach though the ego into the moment. This show took me back to death of my grandmother and the sadness that surrounds memory.Sara's work is gripping but not emotional ripping. I look forward to seeing more of Sara's work

"What did you Learn In School Today?"

Dawn means a walk with the dog. We wander the town putting on the miles in town. Out of town too much shooting in the half light. I simply do border to border or I look for an image, generally a throwaway.

Last couple of days I noted heavy equipment something that puts man in the environment.
No it is not a shopping mall but rather a school a brand new high school. The old one mysteriously ended up in the hands of the Southern Baptists  the largest drain on the local economy. They build churches and have spread through the water shed like fire on the prairie. Something about the preachers thug in laws. His son in law threatens artists who dare to paint in Ramah a nearby hamlet.
Any way an oil company offered to help build a new but unneeded school with the help of the taxpayers and the Southern Baptists leapt for this like a Great White Shark for a swimmer in a wet suit. Since their congregation votes as they are told bingo we get to pay for a school and they get an office block.Nice real estate deal.
I wonder about myself liking to photograph machinery of destruction. We lose forty acres of bottom  land This is the theme picture.

Forty pleasant acres that used to grow bean and corn,then went to pasture lands when the rains failed. Maybe the school will fail like most businesses here partially because the town is ruled by religious people and not many business or art types get to get near the seats of power. After all the worshipers of the Christ of death, the law and illness need their monuments.
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I started  a photo essay last week about Canon City and being myself I started in the nearby town of Florance. Florance was never a contender to be the Capitol like Gunnison and Canon City It was first a mining town then a prison town like Canon City. Florance is understated in its building Florance is understated in it's toughness as well. Florance is the home of AdMax the meanest prison in America, a living hell.

The people in Florance are friendly and out going, Many Italian people came to dig the coal out of the ground and be played off by the coal barons  against the other ethnic groups. The Coal Fields of Colorado were a blood bath of exploding mines, exploitation of workers and the eventual triumph of the Unions.

What we are going to attempt is to look at an area that has been selected for national sacrifice get to know the people targeted to be destroyed and see if there is anything can be done to change the insane path of the destruction or conquest of America.