Summer Breeze Makes Me Feel Fine

Posted in Art, self help by teenagediet on July 26, 2008

Imagine a perfect summer day. Not a care in the world, just sittin’ out in the sun bronzin’.  On a day like this its hard to have a care in the world, much less wrap your brain around a concept more complex than applying sun tan lotion and mixing a margarita. Now imagine this is everyday. Yes you are correct, that is exactly why people in L.A. don’t “get stuff”. If you are in N.Y. you should come out to this today.

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Jenkem use in Brooklyn

Posted in Art by oldmandub on July 26, 2008

For those of you who don’t know, Jenkem is a way to get high off of human feces. In the book Children of AIDS: Africa’s Orphan Crisis by Emma Guest, the making of Jenkem is described as “fermented human sewage, scraped from pipes and stored in plastic bags for a week or so, until it gives off numbing, intoxicating fumes.” The smell of feces that permeates the borough of Brooklyn has always been thought to create the same effects of doing Jenkem directly, but now it’s clear that it acts like the airborne hallucinogen in Batman Begins and causes kids there to enjoy looking at shitty, ugly things.

“Wait’ll They Get A Load Of Me.”

Posted in Art, Film, Politics, Religion, self help by oldmandub on July 23, 2008

When Heath Ledger died back in January I probably mourned with little more than a shrug. I hadn’t jumped on the bandwagon to see him play a star-crossed gay cowboy. While a bunch of people went out to see I’m Not There, I wasn’t there. And I think there were at least ten things I found distasteful with Ten Things I Hate About You. However, after seeing his version of The Joker in The Dark Knight I now see there’s plenty to be sad about.

While credit is certainly owed to Christopher Nolan for writing the extraordinary dialogue that Mr. Ledger clearly relished in, his was more than acting. It was the disappearance of an actor into words on paper only to reemerge as an icon that graced us with an obliterating blow to all other possible and existing performances of The Joker. This Joker personified those moments at rock bottom some of us have when we say, “Fuck it. One day our star will engulf any residue of humanity anyway.” These moments are potential gateways to absolute freedom. The kind of freedom that is knowing that we are going to die some day and that nothing matters except in what it means to us here and now. Knowing that our manmade institutions and concepts are stifling to what we truly can be. These moments can be chilling and thankfully most of us seem to crawl our way out. Nonetheless I found his performance serene.

Heath Ledger’s The Joker is Taste and Power, in the way that I wish I could have it. He has the taste for anarchy and the power of an “agent of chaos.” In January I shrugged. But after seeing The Dark Knight I truly miss a man I never knew.