#USA People watch sunset in El Paso, Texas @b_smialowski #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#USA #Mexico A man walks across the Bridge Paso del Norte International (Santa Fe Bridge) to the United States in Ciudad Juarez @b_smialowski #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#USA #Mexico A man walks across the Bridge Paso del Norte International (Santa Fe Bridge) to the United States in Ciudad Juarez @b_smialowski #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Mexico
A worker pulls a cart past a mural by US artist Scarlett Baily at the
"Central de Abasto" wholesale market in Mexico City. @AFPphoto by
@PPardo1 @SCARLETTBAILY @CentraldeMuros @centraldeabasto: image via AFP Photo @AFPphoto, 21 June 2018
epa
editor's choice 21 June 2018: #volunteer #children #women #migrants
#Violence #shelter #SouthernMexico #CentralAmerica #USMexicoBorder
#Tijuana #Mexico #USA #UnitedStatesofAmerica #epaphotos Photo epa-efe /
David Maung: image via epaphotos @epaphotos, 21 June 2018
We all know how proud @realDonaldTrump is of his @TIME magazine covers. Will he be proud of his latest one?: image via Tom Brake @thomasbrake, 21 June 2018
What was Melania Trump doing at the border?: image via Getty Images @GettyImages, 21 June 2018
@realDonaldTrump
at rally questions why his political opponents are called the “elite.” I
have a much better apartment, I’m smarter, I won the election and they
didn’t, he says.: image via Jeff Mason @jeffmason1, 20 June 2018
What was Melania Trump doing at the border?: image via Getty Images @GettyImages, 21 June 2018
#IndianOccupiedKashmir
An Indian Kashmiri boy rides a bicycle during a one-day strike called
by separatists in Srinagar Photo @TauseefMUSTAFA #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Nicaragua Nicaraguan town defies government siege to bury dead Photo @intiocon #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Nicaragua Nicaraguan town defies government siege to bury dead Photo @intiocon #AFP: image via Aurelia BAILLY @AureliaBAILLY, 21 June 2018
SYRIA - A child from Manbij, displaced by fighting between the Syrian Democratic Forces and Islamic State group fighters, sits outside mud-brick dwellings at Al-Qadi camp Photo @NazeerAlk #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Turkey A man walks at a market in Istanbul. Turkey prepares for tight presidential and parliamentary elections on June 24 Photo @ArisMessinis #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Nicaragua Nicaraguan town defies government siege to bury dead Photo @intiocon #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Nicaragua Nicaraguan town defies government siege to bury dead Photo @intiocon #AFP: image via Aurelia BAILLY @AureliaBAILLY, 21 June 2018
SYRIA - A child from Manbij, displaced by fighting between the Syrian Democratic Forces and Islamic State group fighters, sits outside mud-brick dwellings at Al-Qadi camp Photo @NazeerAlk #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Turkey A man walks at a market in Istanbul. Turkey prepares for tight presidential and parliamentary elections on June 24 Photo @ArisMessinis #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Japan A man uses his phone on the rooftop of a building in Tokyo Photo @MartinBureau1 #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Greece A man walks past closed shops in the center of Thessaloniki Photo @SakisMitrolidis #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#Guatemala Indigenous women burn incense, as the truck transporting 172 urns containing the remains of victims of the Guatemalan armed conflict (1960-1996), arrives in San Juan Comalapa Photo @johannordonez #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
SYRIA - #Kenya A dancer of Rendille tribe performs during the 11th Marsabit-Lake Turkana Cultural Festival in Nairobi Photo @YasuyoshiChiba #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
Pre-aged global celebrity, like stone washed jeans, always breaking itself down and reconstructing itself to fit the consumption cycles and stay on the crest of the forever recyling and breaking and refracting market waves, o my it can be a bit confusing, is a sociological phenomenon that may be caught in a dither and understandably so about its immediate location and destination and which airport and conference and show and so on, still always knows its own name and though it may appear at a distance, the distance of beyond the velvet PR ropes, to be mailing it in at least 87.5% of the time, nobody notices so no worries and don't ever underestimate its seriousness, its application to the tiresome quotidian practicum of celebrity, which, one guesses, must be exhausting, unceasing and though perhaps a great source of ego supplies, in the end a total drag, unless you're either nuts or purebred Murican. In which case of course somehow everything makes perfect sense. Regardless, it is voracious, insatiable and remains undaunted. It never for one second no not one teeny tiny one forgets its larger objective nor the great truth John Keats was the first poet to understand, about the nature of disposable consumption cycles in the new kind of middle class society. Always give them something new, or those Hungry Generations will tread you down and eat you right up!
#Bolivia
Aymara indigenous people receive the first rays of Tata Inti (god Sun)
during the celebration of the winter solstice @AFPphoto by Aizar Raldes
@yodita16969: image via AFP Photo @AFPphoto, 21 June 2018
#UK Revellers watch the sunrise as they celebrate the pagan festival of Summer Solstice at Stonehenge in Wiltshire hoto @geoff_caddick #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
#UK Revellers watch the sunrise as they celebrate the pagan festival of Summer Solstice at Stonehenge in Wiltshire hoto @geoff_caddick #AFP: image via Frédérique Geffard @fgeffardAFP, 21 June 2018
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wall of voodoo: factory 1982
Now I know I had something to say but the problem is to say something
Uhh...you gotta say it
And I still don't remember a thing since that funny gas
Came out of that pipe next to me / I guess they didn't ok it
Now I remember--did I tell ya?
Cut my thumb off at the knuckle on a broken band saw
Didn't see the belt buckle or the blade slip
And I remember when the doctor did it up with a stitch
Funny thing...still got a scratch that I can't itch where my thumb was
Now I've brought the same piece of chicken in a bag to work everyday
For the last twenty years or so
And I really don't mind, work assembly line
Got an intercom blasting the news and the latest on the baseball scores
Come around every Friday, well I get a paycheck
Take the same road home that I come to work on, heck, it's a living
And I got another factory at home
Got a barbeque, pink mustang, fenders chrome
And at nine o'clock I sit there in my chair
And I don't know why I lose my hair
And then I go to / and then I go to / and then I go to sleep
Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do it
And I do what I'm doing 'cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doing it
Sometimes I remember as a boy my father told me I could grow up
To be anything I really wanted to be / anything
And everyday at lunch I still look for my lost digit
Still got that funny scratch, so maybe when I find it I can itch it
And I got a little rubber pool in the backyard for the kids to wade in
And i....i...i...i...i...i?
I got another factory back home
Got a little backyard, pink mustang, fenders chrome
At nine o'clock I'm in my chair sat down
Just lately now when my wife talks back to me I slap her around
And then I go to / and then I go to / and then I go to sleep
Charles T. Gray / Mark W. Moreland / Oliver Nanini / Stanard Ridgeway Funsten
Dwelt in Socal '80-'84 and got a load of the strange high desert angst of Stan Ridgeway and WOV, maybe doesn't translate well beyond epoch and locale but definitely the #1 interesting thing happening, then and there, if you were me.
WOV: Factory (from Call of the West), live, Atlanta 1982
Of course after ten years it's no surprise to me that nobody bothers w the music links though they are always the hidden point of the post, which just goes to show once more that all points are completely pointless.
And you are not getting even one tiny bit famous ever by clicking on anything lol ha ha ha!
Stan though, bloody genius do admit, give it up, but of course - not a word!! Too skeert!!
OK - The sound and vibe = maybe a bit Tehachapi specific, still tell me please to whom among muricans these lines do not apply -
Now I know I had something to say but the problem is to say something
Uhh...you gotta say it
I mean to address issues of strangulation and articulation here, but mercifully the good wife has arisen and stept out into the marine layer cloakt traffic stream braced for the rugged passage so that'll be the end of the party folks, it's once again been a pleasure entertaining you, unless it hasn't.
Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do it
And I do what I'm doing 'cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doing it
It's this that catches the feel of work best for me.
And those phantom limbs - the itch where the soul once was.
Link me, T-man. It's always a pleasure. k
Thanks D & K.
Stan grasps the contemporary meaning of work better than a thousand case studies.
Well I like to know what I'm doing when I do it
And I do what I'm doing 'cause I don't know what to do when I'm not doing it
is a brilliant opening of an invisible door into the yawning canyonesque emptiness that is the present, a large darkness always closing in all about... as we continue to be "going forward" to perpetrate (oh No!) more wonderfully inane Self-Driving Progress.
The world I grew up in was one in which, every Sunday evening on television, Betty Furness opened the door of the giant GE fridge containing a groaning cornucopia of food (all shelves, compartments, door packed solid), awhile Ronald Reagan peeked in and the inevitable mantra was intoned - "Progress Is Our Most Important Product".
At the moment however there is no longer product. Brand marketing and a nation of nothing but 28 year old tech grifters, all driving up and down the bumper-to-bumper death chute out front, preparing for the next big lemming leap off Land's End.
And this -
Now I know I had something to say but the problem is to say something
Uhh...you gotta say it
All about me now I hear a distant muffled babbling, a bit like the sound of someone in the next room on another planet attempting to express something while being strangled....
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