Ideology Time

Were we lost at the beginning
With our lawyers courts and parties?

Washington saw it come
Lincoln suffered for it
The Roosevelts mastered it

Today’s ideas die
Un-nurtured by discussion
Suffocated by side picking

Invention’s technologies rules this day
Fed by lawyer’s patents

Bulled by giant green votes
Held by corporate mega-persons
With world sized megaphones

Company owned government
Populated with “three fifth”- persons
Voiceless voter-consumers
Slaved to speaking skulls

Moral courage to hear both sides
Nay three or four or multitudinous
Now nothing but old theory for old times

There is no time for speaking ideas
There is no time for hearing ideas
There is no time for reading ideas
We pass our time

Watching
Mouths wag polemics

Then watching
Mouths wag advertisements

Then we die

PHOTOS FROM THE LA TRIP, REHEARSALS AND PERFORMANCE AT CINEFAMILY

Connie at Secret Garden Bed & Breakfast

Connie vs Pickle at Canter’s

Canter’s and a Guy

Chuck (Looking tired from the flight.) at Canter’s

Shreck requiring symbols of street cred

Setup

Performance
Dominic, Chuck in front of David, Bill, Vinny, Michael.
Wayne is out of the shot to the left.

Quality Is A Magic
Dominic, Chuck.
Steve Shoffner’s projection.

Wars For The Numb
Wayne, Dominic, Chuck, David, Bill’s tuba.
Steven’s projections.

Where Babies Come From
Wayne, Chuck.
Steven’s projections.

Anima Benidiction
THE END
Chuck, Joe Santarromana (Filmmaker), Wayne, Dominic, David, Bill, Michael in front of Vinnie.
Steven’s projections.

Talking it over.

Dominic, David

Chuck (He just won’t stop.)

Amy, Aaron, Chuck In San Juan Capistrano with Connie at the camera the next day.

Connie Bonner-Britt took most of the pictures. The last image of Chuck at the microphone is a still from Joe’s film.

Video by David Crigger

Wars For The Numb
(01-21-91)

War is entertainment
We watch fake wars when there is no real war
When the real war starts we are riveted
Hypnotized…. “The real thing”

We send our children to die
To fill our emptiness with their bodies
To fill our empty TV evenings
To keep our newscasters heroic

We start a new war every twenty years
In case we run out of war stories
We must not run out of war stories
We must keep the numbness quiet

Oh War please entertain us
Keep us numb, we pray
If you abandon us
Our pain will be upon us

We must be entertained
We have a right to be entertained
Or the real war
Will rage un-numbed within us

© 2013 POET'S MOUTH Suffusion theme by Sayontan Sinha