The assassination of the inspiring President of the 60’s JFK appears to me to have been done by poachers, much like organ harvesters, monstrously the organ they harvested was The Oval Office and they manage to be the U.S. Government. King and JFK, whose names should be said in the same breath frequently, for there was in JFK’s open limousine ride the air of a familiar to Dr. King, believed in us, only where is the us in whom they believed? We keep hearing we have to hate, and which L word is always really being scorned?
In Pittsburgh, when Public Community Access Television (PCTV) went up, as to be expected the local open mic bullies were right on hand. It was possible for public riff raff, like myself, to get on the air, so much so that part of Peter Gabriel’s crafting of the SO mania voyaya included a lampoon of public access vagabondage. His take was not a helpful one, a framing of the issues to preclude escape from foreign child trafficking in East Liberty organized by Warhol. The irony becomes (indecipherable word in my notes) when you learn the fate of PCTV nationwide, an outcome that spread to social media after internet arrived.
The fate of nationwide PCTV was not what university intellectuals prayed for. It did not result in a surge of grassroots wisdom locked out finding a medium for sagelike streaming in from the folklore margins. Instead, the most popular show was the fart bacon banality of Race and Reason, an old school, vomitbag nazism in middle America, talk style, boring, and marked by disturbing dereliction in the swag of propriety. This becomes fearfully relevant to the Pittsburgh narrative about PCTV’s legacy there during So-craft.
Situated in Pittsburgh on the Northside, PCTV has interesting neighbors. Dunkin Porter Catholic Worker homeless den where Vince Eirene, a thug, used to give me the finger while selling my art to raise money and entertain Martin Sheen. Bidwell Church at 1025 Liverpool is down the block built by the nearby Community College decorated with decapitated peace symbols. This was the gang who lured me up to Mt. Desert Island where Race and Reason as well as its companion work, Race and Reality were written by Carleton Putnam. How does it happen in other words that VW (University of Washington) cults of diversity supported this show? I can explain but it won’t make you happy. The fact that it was attended by a Senegalese yammer screams Royalist dacoit, but behind the mask is the mysterious mind of Paul McCartney, chauvinist sloven.
VW, meantime, decided to teach me about children, their selective attention to orthography, for example, but only after Reagan be done with me, well Reagan done, now on with duh show. It seems to me we should be teaching children to be Rhadagast, a responsible Christian animism. We’ve fallen out of touch with Silbo Gomero. The idea that nature has no criminality is silly but the exceptions are those that can’t be tamed. We went the oppo-world direction, hating the tamers so badly we voted for con-tami-nation.
