Recently, Mexican artist Fabian Chairez, displayed his controversial painting of Mexican revolutionary Emiliano Zapata, at Palacio de Bellas Artes in Mexico City as part of a Zapata exhibition with more than 140 pieces, and people lost their minds over it. Protests erupted in violence outside of the museum and protesters rushed into the museum lobby, threatening to block the entrance until the painting was removed. Descendants of Zapata himself have threatened to sue the artist and the museum for the high crime of depicting Zapata as gay.
At the core of this “controversy” you have two things. One: art. Two: people who dislike said art. That’s it.
Some guy painted an image that some people dislike and now we’re stuck in this circular argument of what constitutes “art” and who gets to decide what’s offensive.
The people in category two believe that the painting is so wholly offensive to their delicate sensibilities that no one should be allowed to see it and that it should not exist, period. Further, they believe the artist should be punished for even daring to create it.
I’m not dead…yet. Still here – I’ve been quietly stewing over the perpetual chaos that we live in here in The Matrix and considering yet again throwing my phone in the ocean. But! I wanted to chime in here for a quick moment with you all and comment on the super duper long and continued slow death of print. The latest victim? Lowrider Magazine.
Now, I’ll be the first to admit, I’m not the biggest fan of LRM in the world. To be honest, I stopped reading their rag in the late 90s. Sure, I doodled the logo incessantly in high school and even went to a few shows [INSERT EYES EMOJI HERE]. I even owned a lowrider and lived the “lowrider lifestyle” for a short time before succumbing to my own madness. But, as I’ve written about before, I was more interested in the girls than the cars. I often wonder if the magazine suffered the same issue… Continue reading The super duper long and continued slow death of print→
No, not the end of BSP…at least not yet. But I am considering the end of this website. For a while now I have bitterly held on to the notion that you need a website with all the bells and whistles in order to survive as a small publisher, however I’m fairly certain that’s no longer true. I believe that business model is outdated and it’s time that I reorganize things and focus on the future and part of that includes cutting back a bit.
You’ve all heard the phrase “video killed the radio star,” it’s a song and it’s also true. Music videos killed radio and social media killed blogging. No one really blogs any more and if they do, there’s not many people reading them. Blogging, sadly, is outdated. People these days much prefer bite-sized tidbits that are easily and instantly digested via social media.
I had to asses what I use this space for and it’s primarily for a blog – my books are sold via other mediums. So really, what is the purpose of this website? That’s a question I’ve struggled with for a long time. The answer is, of course, that it’s a blog but that raises another question; if this is just a blog then why the hell am I paying for it when there are numerous free ways to blog? And that brings me to the present: periodically I have to asses what I am doing and at the end of the day this is a business.
I am not really a social media person – shocking I know. I was at one point, but I ‘dropped out’ so to speak. Social media culture disgusts me so there are no plans to return to Twitter or Facebook. Sorry to disappoint you.
That said, I have been contemplating the idea of using an email-based subscription newsletter like TinyLetter instead of a central website. I’ve seen a couple of colleagues do this and have been impressed with what they’ve done with it.
This format is appealing to me because it’s free, easy to use, it isn’t so archaic and people are free to subscribe/unsubscribe to it if they wish. The money I spend on this website would, in my opinion, be better spent on publishing more books. Plus, it’s hard not to feel so limited in this current space. With a different format, I could potentially share all kinds of things and not just book-things, if that makes any sense. Essentially, I believe TinyLetter could afford me the freedom to return to the kind of stuff I was doing on Twitter years ago, but without all the bullshit Twitter comes with.
Also, just fyi, this website isn’t going anywhere any time soon. I’m paid up until well into next year but I may switch to TinyLetter sooner rather than later. If I do, I will use this space to announce/promote that and I’m hoping you will follow me there.
So, I’m interested in some feedback from you on this idea. What do you think? Would you subscribe to my TinyLetter? Would you miss this site? Do you think it’s a good/bad idea to not have a website? Let me know your thoughts in the comments.
Recently, amidst all the chaos going on in the world, I noticed a push to rename “Hispanic Heritage Month” to “Latinx Heritage Month.” I could write a full dissertation on this ridiculous topic alone but I won’t – not now – no need, nor interest. But there should be…
I also noticed that there is a coordinated effort, with the Library of Congress, to effectively edit Wikipedia to include “latinx” in already established articles of history and or information. This is blatantly re-writing history…alas, it’s not on anyone’s radar.
This should concern people but I know it won’t. I often worry that no one is documenting this era of Chicano history the way we did earlier decades…or fighting to preserve what we have and ensure that it is not erased or edited to be politically correct.
If we continue to collectively sit on our hands long enough it will be as if we never existed because that’s the eventual goal of these slash-and-burn folks. The “latinx” movement will see to its complete erasure and then corporate Amerikkka and the politicos will swoop in and finally have one homogeneous bastardization to market to. Ya basta.
Anyway, reading about this effort prompted this impromptu poem. Enjoy.
The older I get the more I feel like I repeat myself. It’s a weird feeling as a writer, especially if you’ve written a ton of stuff and haven’t organized it very well. You start to ask yourself: Did I already write about that? Have I said that before? Twice? Three times?? I know I’m guilty of that and in my mind I feel like some geezer who tells his same war stories over and over to family rolling their eyes back in their heads…bah! Like I said, it’s a weird feeling but indulge me here for a bit while I talk about my experience as a publisher.
Recently, a fellow writer and aspiring publisher asked me for some advice on the business. He asked me what BSP could do for him that he couldn’t achieve on his own as a self-publisher. It’s a great question and I had to be completely honest with him: not much. At least, not any more. Continue reading Publishing pariah→