If you've already visited my 1800-market link in my blog above this one, you'll recognize this place:
It's
the entry to the Democratic Party's "Every Vote Counts" Campaign, where
I volunteer in our struggle to defeat Bush. And the only way to do so,
is get Kerry into the White House. Not that I'm particularly keen on
the Dems, but I just see no other way to go, in this most crucial
turning point of Amerikan history.
Well, on my way for another
few hours volunteering there, I pass by one of the many winos strewn
along San Francisco's Market Street:
But
notice the small white sheet of paper on the sidewalk, along the center
left edge of this picture. Something seems to be printed on it, but I'm
too far away to discern. What is it? What could it say? I come closer:
Well, you still can't read it, so here's the text:
Oct. 5, 7:30pm, 1844 Market, Vets for Kerry, free movie: "Bush's Role in the JFK and King Ambush".
Oct. 9, 2pm, 1844 Market: "JFK: The Truth 40 Years Later".
"This
looks like fun: 'Bush's Role in the JFK and King Ambush'" I think.
"What kind of vets would show up at such a 'sixties' conspiracy flick? Nam
Vets, of course!" I just gotta go, too, I decide. Alls I need to make
this a perfect evening, is to toke up on a doobie just before the show
begins!
You see, I too am a creature of the 60's, though a
draft dodger. However...my soulmate--who is either missing or dead
since 1993--is/was a Vietnam veteran. And it would make me feel close
to him again, if I attend this little event. Of course, there's also
the fantasy of making a new Nam Vet friend (do I dare dream lover? Yes,
but I know it ain't gonna happen).
So stay tuned for my report
on the characters I meet there. If I enjoy myself, or find it the least
bit distracting, I'll attend the other two events. Interesting that
it's the same address as "Every Vote Counts", though I couldn't find
that same flyer anywhere in the building proper. Hmmm, I love the whiff
of conspiracy implicit with a faded, torn flyer wheat pasted on the
sidewalk, soon to disappear w/o a trace.
So anyways, I enter the
building to begin my volunteer work. Today, it's the phone banks. Other
days, it's the computer; inputting phone bank tallies into our voter
database. But this evening is The Debate (you know, the first one
between John Kerry and Lord Bush)...and we are holding a free party for
all our Democratic voters here in San Francisco.
Our entire
world teeters on destruction...yet we must fight with a stupid "debate"
where the majority of Amerikans vote their superficial values, being as
dumbed down as they are, what with the destruction of quality education
that started in backlash to the Free Speech Movement of the 60's.
Of
course, we cannot afford anyone for our next president, but Kerry. But
the failure of the Dems is centrism. We are not going to see universal
health care any time soon, decent jobs and housing. And we can just
forget gay equality for some time, too...as Kerry is on record as
denouncing gay marriage. Which is but an innocent-seeming sound byte
behind which lurks the Beast of Homophobia.
But if Bush wins a
second term, I can guarantee a national holocaust against all sexual
minorities, and civil war. And the rest of the world will declare these
Yoonited States an imminent danger to our planet's survival...dividing
us up like we once did with Germany, to prevent our police-state rogue
nation dictatorship from continuing down the path of annihilation.
This site has many good links to blogs that discuss the Kerry/Bush Debates:
NEWS FLASH: Al Franken's
gonna show up tomorrow, and I have been hand-picked among several other
volunteers, for an hour of phone-bank calling with this great
anti-Republican political humorist! Can't wait to do my blog on this!
Will he stoke my flames of cynicism (that are already a raging
cauldron), or assuage me with vanilla waves of renewed hope and
optimism (at least for a few hours)? Stay tuned, dear readers!
The
first few years of "King of the Hill" did not attract me. In fact, I
did not like this new animated sitcom at all. But about a year ago, I
fell in love with the show, and watch it avidly. Why don't you? Here's
their official site:
At
least, it's a healthy escape for a time, from these stupid debates, and
the insanity, violence, stupidity, racism and homophobia that have
become the hallmark of our sorry nation.
And so is attending JFK/MLK conspiracy movies with a bunch of seasoned Nam Vets stoned on ganja. I hope.
(Do you think Bobby Hill is gay? I do!)
P.S.: My latest open-mic was a hit! I tape-recorded the skit, and uploaded it here:
