Category Archives: Fear and Loathing

Censorship, self-censorship, poison pens and the new moral majority

Art is dead.

How profound, eh? Let me explain. Art, as I’ve understood (and enjoyed) it my entire life, is officially deceased. It’s expired. Kaput. Extinct. Cold, lifeless, stiff…whatever you want to call it, it’s no mas. It’s been on life support for years now but we’ve finally pulled the plug and put the last couple of nails in the coffin. R.I.P. art, you will be missed. Or maybe not. Maybe no one will even notice. It might not even get a hashtag or a shout out on the Gram from the shallow, selfie-obsessed hordes of zombie fuckheads who constitute modern society…GASP!

The only question that remains is: where do we go from here..? I wish I knew.  Continue reading Censorship, self-censorship, poison pens and the new moral majority

Tired

If you go to poets dot org and type the word ‘Chicano’ into the search bar there, the results are dismal. Sure, a couple of names come back – just as you will find the same five or six names at each and every big box book store’s “Hispanic” section. This is, of course, a gross misrepresentation.  Continue reading Tired