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nonfiction mysteries and neuroses Ctrl F Anne Bonny

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After years of disuse, you can finally track what I'm listening to again on A drag: getting it to work with foobar2000, but it's possible – just use Google. I mainly did this again to stay off listening to music on YouTube as much as possible.

of interest: – Really, Houdini? (!) – great blog post from the great Marina Shifrin of “quitting my job to Kanye West's Gone” fame) – Writer is one of the few who report my same experience with Zombie and Dahmer's apparent revival in pop culture – “Serial killers, their origin stories, and the mark they’ve left on this country’s collective psyche, are interesting; let’s not pretend otherwise. But I’m not going to watch Ryan Murphy’s cannibal show. The center of the cannibalism/sexual violence/obnoxious theater kid pep Venn diagram is not a place I want to dwell. Ever.” I still recommend reading Frankenstein this Halloween.

check out: Rianne Sisler Marija Gimbutas “The Chalice and The Blade”

We don't fully understand the word “understand”: – great illustrations

There's a page on my physical diary just an exact replica of this digital page, minus external links and plus Spanish words.

“It comes from a deep-rooted conviction that if there is anything worthwhile doing for the sake of culture, then it is touching on subject matters and situations which link people, and not those that divide people. There are too many things in the world which divide people, such as religion, politics, history, and nationalism. If culture is capable of anything, then it is finding that which unites us all. And there are so many things which unite people. It doesn't matter who you are or who I am, if your tooth aches or mine, it's still the same pain. Feelings are what link people together, because the word 'love' has the same meaning for everybody. Or 'fear', or 'suffering'. We all fear the same way and the same things. And we all love in the same way. That's why I tell about these things, because in all other things I immediately find division.” -Krzysztof Kieślowski

So much new stuff. Been slacking, again. Got a The Aither tattoo on the 8th, my first in a parlor and my first with color (yellow, and on the next session white ink). Finishing up three projects at once, if that's possible (of course it is).

Everyone should watch all of Bruce LaBruce's films. Life of Crime (HBO doc) – 7/10 – a really important and daring work. Horrifying yet oddly tender in parts. Fantasia (rewatch) – 10/10 The Mule – 8.5/10 – Eastwood seems set on remaking A Perfect World, or for that matter, following up film essays on The Ox Bow Incident, but that's cool Cry Macho – 7/10 – Good, fun, colossal, all-encompassing, Eastwood written all over it, but ultimately underwhelming Chasers – 6/10 – Fun, sexy and effective army comedy. I wonder why Hopper directed this. He also plays a great feature part in it. I think it celebrates several aspects of life he embraced and their triumph over a military institution – of course I'm talking about some muted form of sexual liberation. L.A. Johns – 6/10 – worth it if just for Debbie Harry as a madam and the amazing editing The Crush (rewatch) – 9/10 – great homages to Lolita, hilarious, melodramatic, realistically unbelievable, everything one wants from its kind. The Craft: Legacy – 7.5/10 – surprisingly good followup. David Duchovny is the best.

As Life of Crime: 1984-2020 clarifies, “criminals” are not necessarily “bad” by nature. Often, they are victims, too: Victims of their circumstances, infirmities and addictions. Consequently, neither isolated incidents of criminal behavior nor an entire “life of crime” can be merely chalked up to bad people or bad decision-making skills. There are too many other variables to consider.

“Nevertheless, the general public doesn’t always appreciate that, and its opinion of criminals and the ones who defend them is often negative. I’m in my second decade defending defendants, and I can’t count the number of times friends, family and even strangers have questioned how I’m able (or why I choose) to associate with criminal clients. Honestly, I don’t give two licks what they think. I know they’re coming from a place of ignorance. After all, to quote the great Clarence Darrow: “To be an effective criminal defense attorney, an attorney must be prepared to be demanding, outrageous, irreverent, blasphemous, a rogue, a renegade and a hated, isolated, and lonely person—for the few love a spokesperson for the despised and the damned.” (

Z piece finished bilingually, published in English at still on the 5 month anniversary of his death – thank God for different timezones.

Waiting on the Spanish publication.

Work today, interview. Stayed up way too long. Haven't seen enough or taken enough notes!

Hell Ride – 3/5 (ought to write a review, Madsen and Hopper together... QT, (though you did not direct this anyway) I have finally forgiven you!) St. Narcisse – 5/5 (idem) Raspberry Reich – 4/5 Ulrike's Brain – 4/5

“Only a tiny spectrum of experience is deemed culturally relevant in any given time. Those who rigidly adhere to this spectrum are not content with merely regulating the present to their myopic worldview, they want to colonize the past as well. Blatant anachronism can be used as a tool (one of many) to explore aspects of the past that are officially off-limits to these imaginative cripples, just as blatant inaccuracy can be used to crack open the present in the same way that a child will often break a favorite toy in order to see how it works. (Given that we live in a dystopia of mass production, the toy can always be replaced, while the insights gained by exploring its inner workings will last a lifetime.)” -Damian Murphy

“Protest is when I say this does not please me. Resistance is when I ensure what does not please me occurs no more.” -Ulrike Meinhof

to watch: Roller Boogie I believe in high-speed motorcycles. I believe in the power of prayer. I believe in the wind racing against my left cheek, with the most noticeable dimple on it. I believe in the road. I believe in God slapping me with the wind he throws around. (I believe I can still stand still? I believe I still can stand still? I still believe I can stand still?). I believe in things I've never seen. I believe in you. I believe you.

Get new glasses. Finish Z piece. Get a day job. “While reading, a child bodies forth the written descriptions with images based on his or her own actual visual experience, except when the book itself has elaborate illustrations. The cinema, by contrast, directly nourishes a child’s imagery—and, moreover, instructs him or her about ideal forms of behaviour (even comedies give a risible, negative example of how not to act). From the movies we learn precisely how to hold a champagne flute, kiss a mistress, pull a trigger, turn a phrase. In romantic or adventure films, these feats are perfectly executed and beautifully lit. The movies spoil us for life; nothing ever lives up to them.” (Edmund White, Genet)

“Since a certain age, my life has been, mainly, one long – too long – attempt to write the perfect suicide note. I have felt, like a stab wound, the certainty that I could not die without doing so. The perfect suicide note, of course, must be read, and the reader must care. Perhaps the most difficult part of all this has been trying to bring about – or helplessly waiting for – the right conditions. The greatest enemy of art and of suicide is the world’s indifference, though, in another sense, this is precisely what drives a person towards both.” (Quentin Crisp, Suicide Watch)