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Monday, June 05, 2006
CACTUS TREE
Joni Mitchell
Song to a Seagull
Reprise : 1968
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THE WORLD ACCORDING TO NOUNS
The Minutemen
Double Nickels on the Dime
SST : 1984
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CHILDREN OF THE REVOLUTION
T. Rex, c. 1972
Available on: 20th Century Boy
Hip-O : 2002
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The decades since the sixties have done a remarkable job of completing the sexual revolution. This is a generation of astonishing fellators. There's been nothing like them ever before among their class of young women.
- Philip Roth, The Dying Animal Another blind date, another dark night of the soul. I'm lying awake wondering why sexual liberation didn't really work for women and then I remember the time I went to this crazy commie party.
SUBBACULTCHA
The Pixies
Trompe le Monde
Elektra : 1991
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So right. It was college and I was idealistic; then it was grad school and I was serious. I was ready to be part of something new, better and true. What a relief to find a community dedicated to the liberation of the human spirit! Freedom - I've always had a weakness for it.
The left is a small, small universe. There are lots of people who quietly do useful work and there are some highly visible crackpots who exist mainly to promote a proprietary ideology. I put all the old-school commies in the latter camp: the Leninists, the Trotsky-loving Sparts, the Maoists hawking The Revolutionary Worker (Mao? MAO?) - I'm sorry, I couldn't take any of them seriously. I filed them under "world's most frustrating conversation" and left them alone.
But the left is a small, small universe, and friends of friends were doing labor organizing, which means working with some cadre of these old commies, who still have a foothold in the city of big shoulders and folding factories. So here I am, partying with the commies in the spirit of solidarity. And there's this guy. He's wearing a shirt covered with ruffles, his Russian peasant shirt. He's wearing coppery leather boots, fresh from Chiapas. He's the spirit of the revolution, armed and dangerous next to the punch bowl.
He must have pissed me off. Maybe he started monologuing on the labor theory of value; I hate when guys do that. I had something to prove and I got myself trapped in one of those interminable arguments about the crisis tendencies of capitalism and the revolutionary potential of the black worker. Eventually my competitive instinct gave way to fatigue and I had to flash my friends the Rescue Me signal. After I slipped away, Captain Revolution started probing for my particulars. The quote relayed to me was, "Man, I could spend the whole evening with her strapped to my lap." AS IF. Him with his Lenin and his vanguards and his ridiculous puffy shirt. What am I, some politically correct concubine? I'm throwing down on the Second International and all he can think is pop that coochie?
SPILLAGE
The Minutemen
Double Nickels on the Dime
SST : 1984
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It's not like lefty guys have a monopoly on being assholes. But that was the moment when I was truly fed up. No more smelly boys in Che shirts, trying to smash the state with their lack of grooming. No more condescending boys patting me on the head like a talking dog when I said something smart. No more ineffectual boys opposed to hateful bourgeois concepts like responsibility and reliability and the ability to get someplace on time. No more with these idiotic, quivering, fantasy-role-playing boys.
And I thought it was women who needed liberating. So what happened to the men anyway, where did they go? Are they locked in towers, longing for rescue, with a changeling race of elven child-men left in their stead? Who told these boys it was ok not to try? Most of them don't even try to try. And if women did get liberated, we're stuck in the Norma Desmond twilight world where we're big and all the men are so, so small. Like that Schoolhouse Rock where the girl grows giant and the boy shrinks and then she steps on him? That's basically my whole love life right now. Meanwhile, the boys are standing there like, I'm ready for my blowjob.
But really, I just meant to tell you about the commie party. I'm way too busy being free to get into all this.
Hasta la victoria siempre,
-MeganLabels: megan, memoir
posted by Alex
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