"Undermining my electoral viability since 2001."

Fit In

Where to make a fit? It was a long long weekend. Conferencing and shmoozing and plotting and scheming and parties and the L-train was out so I've done about 50 miles on the bike too. Heavyweight reggae Texas Hold 'Em -- Draft Posner -- several blasts from the past. Girls, girls, girls (in an exhausting way). My nails are bitten down to the quick and I really just want to get 18 hours of sleep, maybe play some videogames and eat some Chineese food.

But what I need to do is plan. Plan the week, the month, the year. What needs to be ground out? What's the next big move? Maybe head to a park and lie in the Grass because it's almost 60 degrees outside and it's going to try to snow at least once more before Winter is finally broken. Maybe it's a lot of phone calls. Maybe it's both. I want that vision though. Something to tie it all together.

What do you think of the title "Alternative Media Mogul?" I kind of like it. Possible conflicts with Folk Hero? I dunno.

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GUNNER PALACE

See This Movie

And when you do, be prepared to laugh and to cry. Fucking seriously.

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Consumption Tax

Democrats are going to be in trouble on this consumption tax idea. I'm sitting in a cafe in Williamsburg Brooklyn and the 1st-wave hipsters (the ones who may actually be artists and have gotten their shit together to start a cafe, for instance) are lovin' it. "Gets rid of the IRS. Gets rid of accountants. They do it like that in Canada..." So they think.

The only counterarguments I've heard are hopelessly wonky and complex. I get why it's a bad idea. Here's what I would say.

  • A consumption tax is regressive. Working people spend more of their income on "consumption" than the wealthy. Even with large exemptions, this will shift the burdin of taxes off of rich people who can afford to put their income in investments and onto middle class and blue collar people who put their income into clothes, food, car, and other products.
  • Do you really trust George W. Bush and the Republicans to rewrite your tax code? Do you really think they will close all the corporate loopholes? Do you really think they're going to set up a system that's fair to working and middle-class people? They're a party of millionares who don't believe in social responsibility.

That's all I've got, and it's really not that good. Need graphs and shit to really sell it. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

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Night Thoughts

So the question before me, again, is what I want to do with my life. What are the things I want? I want happiness; happiness without remorse. That means, love, community, purpose. That means challenge. I don't know why I have this kind of insatiable, depraved drive for challenge. At various times I've felt near these things I say will give me happiness in my life, but it's never enough. It's never Everything.

Why do I chase Everything? It is my own death-wish perverse five-x brand of the American Dream? I'm not seeking dominion or fame or even fortune per se, just a sane place for myself in a community of peers in a civilization that's not going to collapse under the weight of its own thermodynamic excess. Is that too much to ask?

I'd like to see the world. I'd like to regain my self-respect. I'd like to be amazed again, to be agape at the world. I'd like to get my mind off the doomsday cycle, get into the divine fantastic again. I can imagine a great feathered future where romance is still the kind of thing that goes with a quick pulse and dizzy-quick flashes of human brilliance. The highest achievement of existence.

All these things swirl around my head on a windy, frigid thursday evening in New York. They're like ghosts, my memories of my dreams. You hear that, future? We're coming. That's what I thought, anyway.

It's true that I'm tired and worn out, that I'm still coping with feelings of failure and betrayal on something of a spiritual level. I'd just like something to believe in again. The crisis of meaning is huge. I still know how to do good things for other people, for causes and lovers and friends who need a hand, but I'm flummoxed at what to do on my own account. It's a dangerous situation, being without personal desire. Despair, depression and depravity are looming.

I revisit Praxis, this lengthy bit of writing I did two years ago when I was in a similar position. It all seems right still, and I'm not sure whether to be happy for the truth of my course or concerned that I'm spinning my wheels. I feel I aughtta get some more perspective. I still believe I can do just about anything I set my sights on. The question is where can I set those sights sharp and true. It remains an open issue.

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