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This is the end


Effective immediately, I have removed my Instagram account. I am, in a word, done. This feeling has been growing for some time and I am so over social media as a whole – now more than ever. So, I no longer have any social media. I am officially anti-social. Surprise, surprise to any who know me. 

If you’ve read anything I’ve written in the past 10 years then you know how I feel about social media; it’s poison. Instagram was the last straw. I tried for a long time to ignore that they were owned by Facebook but I can ignore that no longer. This is the end of the road for me as far as social media goes. 

I am of the opinion that social media is what is wrong with society. It has ruined society. It has turned us all against one another and distracted us from what’s important in life. It will continue to poison and rot everything to the core as long as we allow it to and I see no end to that in sight. I no longer want to participate in that. 

I’m grateful I was alive and able to experience life before the internet existed. We had no idea how great life was then. I wish more people took the initiative to walk away from social media but I realize that I am alone on that path. So be it. Social media is poison for the mind and soul. 

Rest assured, BSP is not done. I am not done. I will continue, just without any social media. Any future communication from me will be here. If you want to get ahold me, you should know how by now. Otherwise I’m going to focus on writing books. 

Fuck social media.  


I don’t have a clever title for this

“How’s that working out for you?”


“Being clever.”


“Keep it up then.”

If I told you how many times that conversation runs through my head you’d think I was nuts. Ah, who am I kidding? You probably already think I’m nuts. And maybe I am…

Or maybe you’re nuts for being here, reading this. We’ll leave that be for now. I hate that being on social media consists of trying to be clever; we claw and scrape and make fools of ourselves for imaginary internet points and fake ass followers. What a fucking joke. It’s not working out for me, folks and I do not want to keep it up. I want out. Fuck being clever.   

Also, I do feel like a crazy person in that it is constantly on my goddamn mind whether I have said something before or not. I wonder if all writers deal with this kind of anxiety? I wonder (constantly): have I said this before? Am I repeating myself? How many times have I written about this? It’s frustrating and maddening. When you have been online as long as I have and written as much material as I have, you’re bound to repeat yourself. I hope it’s not too often. 

I guess this is why some older writers have archivists who know their work inside and out. For the rest of us, us working class unknown dipshits, I guess we’re screwed and doomed to repeat ourselves.  

Anyway, hello. I guess I should update this thing. *looks around* It’s been a while…sheesh. Continue reading I don’t have a clever title for this

Does counterculture even exist anymore?

Does counterculture even exist anymore? It’s a legitimate question, and one that’s been on my mind for some time now. This is especially concerning for myself as I consider what I do “counterculture” and have since the inception of this whole publishing/writing thing. You would be hard pressed to find a more concise example of counterculture than a Chicano writer/press – we are few and far between! Continue reading Does counterculture even exist anymore?

The super duper long and continued slow death of print Part 69 – Folio Weekly Dies

Yesterday, after winding down after a long and bitter day of literal fear and loathing in regards to what some refer to as “society,” one of the local propaganda channels here decided to give me gut punch before I drugged myself into a what barely passed for a few hours of slumber.  Translation? Yesterday, Folio Weekly, the only alt news paper here folded for good. They are yet another victim of Covid-19.

Why share this news here, you ask? Because as long as I’ve been shipwrecked out here, Folio Weekly has been a constant source of alt news and push back against mainstream propaganda and bullshit. They’ve kept the media and political hacks on their toes and called out bullshit on the regular. They were advocates for truth and most people took them for granted.

But more than that, they were a constant ally of BSP – they reviewed almost every single book I published, helped me with publicity and well as interviewed me several times over the years. I’ve had great relationships with most of the editors over the years. They also allowed me a platform to write many scathing back page editorials, which I enjoyed doing quite a bit. They never censored me or tried to tell me what to write. I had carte blanche and it was awesome. Try that with a daily!

This is a huge blow to the community here and also to BSP, as indie presses do not typically get anything from mainstream news orgs. This will help dirty politicians and cops hide, it will allow corruption to go unchecked and it will deprive a vibrant community of artists a voice.

This is yet another sign of the times. More and more longstanding print publications have folded or are about to. I’ve watched it happen in much larger cities than Jax. The thing here though is that Folio was it – there are no other alt sources of news and I have no hope that another will step in to fill that void.

There is no one else in print here who has the balls to push back against local politicians, corruption or who give a voice to artists, musicians, poets, writers, publishers and more. The void Folio leaves will be impossible to fill and it bums me out as we seem hellbent on sucking the digital teat into the apocalypse. 

As I’ve said too many times to count, print – tangible, hold in your hands and read – print, is the last battleground for freedom of speech. Once it’s completely gone, we will have lost everything. 

So, if you still have an alt paper in your area, you might consider showing them a little love before there is no such thing as an alternative press. We’re very close to that point now. 

Stay safe, stay focused and more importantly, stay away from stupid people. 

Death to Videodrome. Long live the new flesh!


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American Butthurt

Gather round, kiddies, and let me tell you a tale of woe! Recently, some white lady wrote a novel about some Mexicans. Oprah Winfrey swooned over it and gave her official endorsement and said white lady cashed in. Stephen King and Sandra Cisneros both gave it their official seal of approval and Ka-fuckin-ching, kids. The lady is rich and a movie deal is in the works. The internet, as is custom these days, pissed and shit themselves silly over it. The result? A clusterfuck of fashionably late, butthurt victim culture, best sellers galore and the cherry picking of sacrificial lambs. Huzzah. 

Note: I am not going to link any of the “woke” butthurt articles here about this lady’s book or screenshot any tweets. There’s a bunch. Do your homework. The work in question is called American Dirt by Jeanine Cummins. Look it up. 

I posted the following on my Instagram account the other day: 

Dear people crying foul over this book:

You have a point but here’s the thing; Yes, we have a voice that the mainstream ignores, but it’s fucking hypocritical to complain when WE don’t support our own voices! Ask me how I know! It’s fucking ridiculous to watch people bitch and moan about not having our voices heard when WE routinely ignore them ourselves and then wonder why we are invisible. Fuckin’ dummies. Spare me your butthurt and victim complex. 🙄 Continue reading American Butthurt