=========================================================================

Date:         Fri, 25 Jul 1997 16:52:48 +0000

Reply-To:     Brian M Kirchhoff <howl420@JUNO.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Brian M Kirchhoff <howl420@JUNO.COM>

Subject:      Re: Joy and Despair

Comments: To: dv8@MAIL.NETSHOP.NET

 

On Fri, 25 Jul 1997 13:03:18 -0700 James William Marshall

<dv8@MAIL.NETSHOP.NET> writes:

 

> Sherri,

>  I think that indifference and / or confusion are words which encompass

the

> simultaneous feeling of joy and despair.

 

i think you are missing the essence of the duality that buddhism (and

consequently kerouac) attempt to address.  this may be the source of

confusion.  i think the simultaneous occurrence of joy and despair is not

only possible, but an understanding of it is necessary to understand

kerouac's purpose.  i don't think this duality can be written off as

"confusion".   To do so sells buddhism and kerouac short.

 

> And the experience of emotions is a little different than the existence

of time and >matter.  A metaphysician would argue that there is no such

thing as the present >since it's an ever fleeting instant; the past is

memory (subjective) and the future is

>speculative.

 

so what.  all that gives us is a neo-cartesian philosophy which strives

to disprove the existence of anything.  this gets us nowhere.

 

> A logician would probably say that you run into problems when you

combine the >propositions "all thing exist(s) simultaneously" and

"things are there.......    but   >they're     NOT."  Do things exist,

however small, or is it all illusory, or perhaps a >healthy combination.

As for a "constant nature of this physical life", I'd have to say

>(cliched) that change is the only one.

 

you are taking the beautiful simplicity of buddhism and beating it down

with the hammer of logic.  i admit that if you logically look at

buddhism, you will find every imaginable form of inconsistency.  it is

not something that tries to or wants to exist in a domain of logic.  it

subverts logic.  and it is logic.  and it rejects logic.

 

logic would also have some problems with the sound of one hand clapping.

i would suggest trying to ignore these "logical tests" when trying to

understand buddhism.  it is sure to create more problems than solve them.

 

>  And why the emphasis on duality?  Why not polyality?  If you're going

to

>argue for both sides of the coin, why not argue for the edges too?

>

>                                                      James M.

 

because understanding that there is simultaneously good and evil (to take

a trite example) in every yin and yang is central to understanding not

only buddhism, but  eastern societies as well.  i think buddhism _deals_

with the edges of the coin too.  it's all about everything being

everything simultaneously (i believe that's how someone recently put

it.).  that is all of the coin as far as i can tell.  however,  i don't

want to admit that buddhism _argues_ at all.  it's purpose is

enlightenment, not debate or even discourse.  looking at it through the

glasses of western ethnocentrism is never going to give a clear picture

of buddhism, hinduism, china, japan, india, etc.

 

just my opinion,

 

-brian kirchhoff

=========================================================================

Date:         Fri, 25 Jul 1997 18:44:30 -0400

Reply-To:     Chimera@WEBTV.NET

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Eric Blanco <Chimera@WEBTV.NET>

Subject:      Introduction

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7BIT

MIME-Version: 1.0 (WebTV)

 

          Hello, Everyone:

           I've been lurking for a bit, and

have enjoyed your postings very much.

This is my first post to the list, and It's

with some nervousness that I'd like to

ask if it would be possible to steer me

in the right direction in terms of beat reading material.

 

             I'm aware that that request must

be made often, and with all respect to the

list, I've no wish to disturb any current threads, so if possible, I'd

appreciate any

members e-mailing me privately with their

suggestions.

 

                  Very brief bio:

I'm 32, born 6/3/65 from Bronx, N.Y. I live

with my girlfriend, Nancy (28) and our son, Adam, who will be 4 August

29th. I

work for the U.S. postal service as a mail

handler. I enjoy reading and writing poetry, as well as all types of

fantasy literature and rock and jazz music.

 

                    I wish you all a wonderful

weekend. Take care and have fun (in

whatever order you like).

 

                                      My best,

 

                                     Eric Blanco

=========================================================================

Date:         Fri, 25 Jul 1997 19:47:05 -0400

Reply-To:     Chimera@WEBTV.NET

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Eric Blanco <Chimera@WEBTV.NET>

Subject:      Untitled Poem Written 4/14/91

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7BIT

MIME-Version: 1.0 (WebTV)

 

The kids invade the wrong neigborhood

Packs like young wolves

They move with deathly grace

Stop-motion rhythm

In the eyes of the smoke numbed

 

Shattered store windows

A nile of broken glass and abandoned cars

One lone girl,who,taking a short cut home

Will never make it there

 

An abandoned building

A shooting gallery filled with dying targets

The kids find sex and mystic transport

In the arms of sweet addiction

 

Friends sleep beneath a sea of grass

Barely remembered but revered

 

                                        Chimera '91

=========================================================================

Date:         Fri, 25 Jul 1997 16:53:29 -0700

Reply-To:     James William Marshall <dv8@MAIL.NETSHOP.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         James William Marshall <dv8@MAIL.NETSHOP.NET>

Subject:      Buddhism & Me

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

First off, I want to state that I don't know all that much about Buddhism

and in no way meant to denigrate a religion or its adherents.  In responding

to Sherri's post, I only meant to address what I saw as a fruitless ground:

attempting to mix logic and science with a religious way of viewing the self

and the world.  The arguments presented in my last post were simply

arguments; I used phrases like "a metaphysician would argue" and "a logician

would probably say" hoping that people wouldn't jump to assumptions about my

spiritual beliefs or personal philosoph(y)ies.

  I still don't understand how someone can experience two diametrically

opposed emotions simultaneously (I can imagine how one might go back and

forth between the feelings quite quickly), but I'm willing to take your word

that it's possible.  Perhaps as I learn more about Buddhism, which is a goal

of mine, I will come to understand.  I apologize to anyone whom I may have

offended.  If anyone could give me some specific examples of how the Beats

used this joy / despair simultaneous duality, I might be able to comprehend

this thread a little better.  (Oh, and now that I've had some time to think

about it, I believe that I may have experienced this duality but it was when

my mind had been chemically altered and I don't know if that really

counts... time being a little skewed and all).

                                                            James M.

=========================================================================

Date:         Fri, 25 Jul 1997 23:09:55 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Buddhism & Me

 

Confusious Say:

They have all answered correctly; that is, each in their own nature.

 

I say:

Take up the slack, Jack.

 

Don't mean to be coy

C. Plymell

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 00:07:45 -0400

Reply-To:     Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Subject:      Hunter S. Thompson/NY Times (fwd)

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

---------- Forwarded message ----------

Date: Fri, 25 Jul 1997 18:13:08 -0400

From: Ron P Whitehead

To: BOHEMIAN

Subject: Hunter S. Thompson/NY Times

 

LETTERS OF THE YOUNG AUTHOR (He Saved Them All)

 

Books of the Times

 

THE NEW YORK TIMES

THE LIVING ARTS section

Friday, July 25, 1997

 

by Richard Bernstein

 

   One thing that this collection of letters makes clear at the outset is

that Hunter S. Thompson, he of the "Fear and Loathing" books, for whom

the phrase "gonzo journalist" was invented, has always burned to carve

his initials onto the collective awareness. What other kind of person

would, beginning in his teen years, make carbon copies of every letter he

wrote - to his mother, his Army friends and commanding officers, his

girlfriends, his various agents and editors - specifically in the hope

that they would be published?

 

   Mr. Thompson, by dint of hard work and enormous talent, has gotten his

wish. Edited by Douglas Brinkley and adorned with a sparkling essay by

the novelist William J. Kennedy, "The Proud Highway" takes Mr. Thompson's

caustic, furious, funny, look-at-me correspondence through 1967, when the

author, having arrived on the scene with his book "Hell's Angels," was

30. It is noteworthy that although just one in seven of the relevant

cache of letters was included, this book, labeled "The Fear and Loathing

Letters, Volume I," weighs in at just under 700 pages - and there are

still 30 more years to go. Even some of the photographs of Mr. Thompson

were taken by the author himself, self-portraits of the writer at work

and at play. Manifestly, this is a man who, while anti-snobbish to a

fault, abusively contemptuous of self-promotion and pretension, had a

powerful need to make a record of himself and to make that record public.

 

   Fortunately, the maverick vibrancy and originality of the record's

creator fully redeems what might otherwise have been an act of

egomaniacal temerity. The Hunter S. Thompson that emerges in this

collection of his letters, complemented by fragments of his other

writings, is very much the unrestrained, strenuously nonconformist, Lone

Ranger journalist who achieved cult status long ago.

 

   One thinks of Mr. Thompson a bit as one thinks of the hero of George

Macdonald Fraser's fictional Flashman books, Flashman rampaging like Don

Quixote through the major events of the 19th century, making them his

own. Mr. Hunter rampaged through the 60's and 70's of this century, not

reporting on them in any conventional sense but using them as raw

material for the text that was his own life.

 

   Taken together, as Mr. Brinkley correctly points out in his editor's

note, the Thompson correspondence is "an informal and offbeat history of

two decades in American life," the two decades in question having

produced the counterculture that Mr. Thompson both chronicled and helped

produce. The overriding sensibility, inherited from H. L. Mencken,

consists of an eloquent, hyperbolic impatience with the supposed

mediocrity of American life, its Rotarian culture, its complacency and

its pieties.

 

   "Young people of America, awake from your slumber of indolence and

harken the call of the future!" the 18-year-old Mr. Thompson wrote in the

first piece reproduced in this book, taken from the yearbook of the

Louisville Male High School in Kentucky. "I'm beginning to think you're a

phony, Graham," Mr. Hunter writes eight years later in 1963, the Graham

in question being Philip L. Graham, president of the Washington Post

Company. Mr. Hunter, a freelancer writing articles from South America,

was moved to a rage by an article in Newsweek, owned by The Washington

Post, that was critical of The National Observer, which was publishing

his work.

 

   This, evidently, was a guy who took no guff, whose Ayn Rand-influenced

determination to do things his way required not only that he make no

compromises but that he be seen as making none. Graham invited Mr. Hunter

to "write me a somewhat less breathless letter, in which you tell me

about yourself," and Mr. Thompson did so. He compliments his

correspondent on the "cavalier tone that in some circles would pass for a

very high kind of elan" but warns him against interpreting his letter as

"a devious means of applying for a job on the assembly line at Newsweek,

or covering speeches for The Washington Post. I sign what I write, and I

mean to keep on signing it."

 

   By 1967, Mr. Thompson, who has risen in the world, is blasting others

for nincompoopery and knavishness. "I have every honest and serious

intention of wreaking a thoroughly personal and honest vengeance on Scott

Meredith himself, in the form of cracking his teeth with a knotty stick

and rupturing every other bone and organ I can make contact with in the

short time I expect will be allotted to me," he writes in a letter to his

editor at Random House, speaking of the literary agent whom he has just,

in any case, dismissed. "I am probably worse than you think, as a person,

but what the hell?" he wrote to Meredith. "When I get hungry for personal

judgment on myself, I'll call for a priest."

 

   Mr. Thompson is not always making symbolic threats. This volume shows

him as a loyal and clever

 

(An undated self-portrait of Hunter S. Thompson in his youth.)

 

friend devoted to sporting, high-spirited repartee. It shows him also as

a stingingly good stylist as well as a hard-drinking, gun-toting

adventurer who never loses his sense of humor even when he is being

bitten by South American beetles or stomped on by members of an American

motorcycle gang. The letters and other fragments in this collection are

invested with the same rugged, outspoken individualism as his more public

writings, which make them just as difficult to put down.

 

   What makes them ever more irresistible is that they lend substance to

the legend of his life as an ultimate countercultural romance. If books

like "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" conveyed the image of a handsome

young man riding his motorcycle at 100 miles an hour on the defiant

highway of the untrammeled life, this collection of his private

statements will show that the image was true. "The most important thing a

writer can have," he wrote to a friend when he was 21, is "the ability to

live with constant loneliness and a strong sense of revulsion for the

banalities of everyday socializing." Evidently, he meant what he said.

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 00:52:13 -0400

Reply-To:     Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Subject:      Re: Hunter S. Thompson/NY Times (fwd)

In-Reply-To:  <Pine.LNX.3.95.970726000701.8789A-100000@devel.nacs.net>

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

In Jul 1997, The New York Times printed:

 

>    Mr. Thompson, by dint of hard work and enormous talent, has gotten his

> wish. Edited by Douglas Brinkley and adorned with a sparkling essay by

> the novelist William J. Kennedy, "The Proud Highway" takes Mr. Thompson's

> caustic, furious, funny, look-at-me correspondence through 1967, when the

> author, having arrived on the scene with his book "Hell's Angels," was

> 30.

 

Wow, was he already a whole 30 years old when _Hell's Angels_ came out? I

was under some kind of impression all these years that his first book came

out at 25, and he'd completed some sort of book-length manuscript and had

gotten some kind of major break at 23. This means my understanding of HST is

going to need some revision; as I understand it his life as a magazine

writer was fairly obscure and somewhat destitute even, until he'd gotten that

Hell's Angel assignment -- originally just an article -- and turned it into

the worthy tome it is. So he spent his 20s without a book, eh? _None_ of

these guys got a break. Arthur, I'm sure at least you'll have something to

say on this matter (and with your usual manner of erudite completeness,

too). Oh and got your message, looking forward to it. Seeya.

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 17:28:30 -0600

Reply-To:     "Derek A. Beaulieu" <dabeauli@FREENET.CALGARY.AB.CA>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Derek A. Beaulieu" <dabeauli@FREENET.CALGARY.AB.CA>

Organization: Calgary Free-Net

Subject:      Ram Dass Info. Source (fwd)

Comments: cc: bohemian list <bohemian@maelstrom.stjohns.edu>

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

ya'll

saw this on rec.music.gdead and i thought it might interest some here.

yrs

derek

 

---------- Forwarded message ----------

Date: Sat, 26 Jul 1997 10:11:10 -0600

From: bobshome@pacbell.net

Subject: Ram Dass Info. Source

 

Hi Everyone & Namaste'

 

  I'd like to THANK EVERYONE who has been passing along the ongoing

"health updates" and other topics concerning Ram Dass.  He appears to be

recovering at his own pace.  Overcoming a massive stroke can be slow at

times...  Last Sunday (July 20th), I went to the Bay Area Bandhara (Marin

County, CA.)  celebrating Guru Purnima (the actual day itself, according

to the Hindu calendar).  This is a celebration of ones' Guru or Teacher.

In this case, Neem Karoli Baba (Maharaj-ji).  Jai Uttal lead the kirtan

and the sanga was very uplifting; the food was Excellent!!!  Marlene had

told me that they (including Ram Dass), might come.  It was when I got

there that I realized that this would've been 'cumbersome' for Ram Dass.

It was at a cabin in the woods on a slight hill...not very easy for a

wheelchair...  I found later that the same weekend that some friends from

India visited Ram Dass, which I'm sure lifted his spirits!  At my site, I

do my best to get out as much information as I can get my hands on.  I

also have an e-mail list which I send out the most recent "health

updates".  If you'd like to be on this list, please e-mail me and let me

know "why" you're e-mailing because I receive much e-mail.  The e-mail

list is Bcc (Blind carbon copy).  No one's address is displayed to

others.  A request from some when the list got pretty large.  IT HAS BEEN

VERY SWEET OF THOSE PEOPLE WHO I'VE SEEN POSTINGS FROM, REGARDING HEALTH

UPDATES ON NEWSGROUPS!!!  It has been my sole intention to pass

information to all that wish it and am VERY HAPPY that others' are doing

the same.

 

  The URL for my site, which includes the current update (at this time,

approx. once a month), past health updates, a bulletin board (for Ram

Dass to come to later and read all of the posts~~his vision in his right

eye HAS been affected~~but the Teacher who wrote, "How Can I Help?" now

has plenty of assistance....a karmic thing :^)  Also, a Satsang Page that

has peoples' boigraphies and the option of e-mailing them if you feel you

have something in common with them; Information on the band, Jai Uttal

and the Pagan Love Orchestra and many other related topics. Jai Uttal

spent time in India with Maharaji and was given the name of "Jai Gopal",

which means, "Baby Krishna".  Jai's band is jazz fussion with a strong

emphasis on Kirtan.  A Must Hear!  You wouldn't be disappointed!!!

 

  AGAIN, thanking all of you for spreading the information of Ram Dass'

ongoing recovery and for those who have participated in the

Healing/Prayer Circles, spending a few minutes (globally) in sending

healing energy to Ram Dass.  The least we can give back to him after

these many years of Giving of Himself.

 

URL including addresses and phone numbers And All Of The Above:

 

http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Heights/1143/ramindex.html

 

Peace and Much Love to You All!!!!  Jai Hanuman!

 

         Namaste', Bob Watson

 

-------------------==== Posted via Deja News ====-----------------------

      http://www.dejanews.com/     Search, Read, Post to Usenet

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 15:43:39 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Joy and Despair

 

In a message dated 97-07-26 05:46:29 EDT, you write:

 

<< > And the experience of emotions is a little different than the existence

 of time and >matter. >>

 

Damn. I had them all packed up in the same box ready to send with a ribbon of

Hawkins singualrity tied around them

C Plymell

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 14:19:30 -0400

Reply-To:     Mike Rice <mrice@CENTURYINTER.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Mike Rice <mrice@CENTURYINTER.NET>

Subject:      Dharma Bum, not quite

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

I just read a fawning letter about that fraud

Hunter Thompson.  He is mostly a showboat running

around posing as a celebrity writer.  Hells Angels

is a nice little book.  The Fear and Loathing and

that gonzo shit is just posing.  Its by a man who

recognized there was more to be gotten out of advertising

and public relations than can be had by mere writing.

 

I read the first Fear and Loathing, then looked at

the second one and couldn't finish it.  That, the

rolling stone  work, the run for sheriff in some

Colorado outback, are just the author seeking a

reputation for outrageousness.  He has never since

produced a book as good as Hells Angels.

 

Mostly, its been advertisements for himself on his

way up.  This latest mish-mash is the ultimate product

of a man who has been navel-gazing since he was a

teenager.

 

I saw one of the least minds of his generation ground

under the wheel of his own angry fixation.

 

Mike Rice

mrice@centuryinter.net

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 20:13:13 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Mike Rice wrote:

>

> I just read a fawning letter about that fraud

> Hunter Thompson.  He is mostly a showboat running

> around posing as a celebrity writer.  Hells Angels

> is a nice little book.  The Fear and Loathing and

> that gonzo shit is just posing.  Its by a man who

> recognized there was more to be gotten out of advertising

> and public relations than can be had by mere writing.

>

> I read the first Fear and Loathing, then looked at

> the second one and couldn't finish it.  That, the

> rolling stone  work, the run for sheriff in some

> Colorado outback, are just the author seeking a

> reputation for outrageousness.  He has never since

> produced a book as good as Hells Angels.

>

> Mostly, its been advertisements for himself on his

> way up.  This latest mish-mash is the ultimate product

> of a man who has been navel-gazing since he was a

> teenager.

>

> I saw one of the least minds of his generation ground

> under the wheel of his own angry fixation.

>

> Mike Rice

> mrice@centuryinter.net

 

guess you don't care for hunter too much.

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 13:52:02 +0200

Reply-To:     Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Subject:      Gregorio Nunzio Corso.

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

dear beat-Ls,

 

the book "Selected Poems 1947-1995" by Allen Ginsberg has been dedicated

by ALLEN GINSBERG to GREGORIO NUNZIO CORSO.

-----

 

btw: some days ago somebody wrote:

 

<<But Thursday he was much weaker, he [Allen Ginsberg] could hobble from

bed to chair only with difficulty. There was a phonecall from Italy, in the

middle of it Allen begins to vomit, throws up right there on the phone!

"Funny," he says, "never done that before.">>

 

i must thank the writer of a similar anecdote and notice his chord in the

comparisons of the dying poet...

 

---

yrs Rinaldo.

*

Luciano Pavarotti defendant of don't know the musical notes he

told that ENRICO CARUSO told that for be a good opera singer

you need a good memory.

*

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 18:37:39 +0200

Reply-To:     Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Subject:      (FWD)Another Short Interview with William S. Burroughs

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

>Return-Path: <bofus@fcom.com>

>Date: Fri, 25 Jul 1997 10:18:29 -0800

>From: bofus? <bofus@fcom.com>

>To: bofus@fcom.com

>Subject: Another Short Interview with William S. Burroughs

>

>rwhitebone@juno.com (Ron P Whitehead) wrote:

>>

>>

>>  WILL OUR MAYOR GIVE BACK WILLIAM BURROUGHS'

>>  CAR?

>>

>>  Interview with William S. Burroughs (one of

>>  many interviews, articles, letters, poems,

>>  photographs, & audio to be included in

>>  WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS: Calling The Toads, a

>>  Published in Heaven Book to be released

>>  late summer early fall by the literary

>>  renaissance & Ring Tarigh)

>>

>>  by Ron Whitehead and Peter Orr

>>

>>  New Orleans Mayor Marc Morial, whose police

>>  department has included convicted murderers

>>  Antoinette Frank and Len Davis, has been

>>  invited to dedicate a plaque this summer

>>  ('96) to mark 509 Wagner Street in Algiers

>>  as the onetime home of William S. Burroughs.

>>

>>  In the late 1940s, years before his

>>  literary success, Burroughs moved here with

>>  his wife after selling his farm in Texas. A

>>  vague sentence in Barry Miles' rather

>>  informal biography, EL HOMBRE INVISIBLE,

>>  might lead some readers to believe that the

>>  financial loss on Burroughs' first crop of

>>  pot inspired him to move. "That's

>>  inaccurate," Burroughs says. "I was moving

>>  anyway." Though he recalls doing "quite a

>>  bit" of writing during his brief stint

>>  here, he would not embark on his first

>>  novel, JUNKY, until a year after he left.

>>

>>  Knowing Burroughs through his later work,

>>  one would expect him to hang out in or near

>>  the French Quarter, rather than rustic

>>  Algiers. Instead his choice of neighborhood

>>  reflected his lifestyle during that era: He

>>  had a wife and newborn son.

>>

>>  "It was a hell of a lot cheaper. The real

>>  estate there was cheap at that time.

>>  Probably still is," he says. "I got that

>>  house for seven thousand-something." As for

>>  the rest of the city, he has few memories to

>>  share. "I didn't get around too much."

>>

>>  Yet he got around enough to get busted.

>>  Only the NOPD's failure to obey legal

>>  procedure in searching Burroughs' house

>>  kept him out of Angola. (Picture him

>>  writing NAKED LUNCH in Dickens-style

>>  installments for Wilbert Rideau's THE

>>  ANGOLITE. While you're at it, picture the

>>  warden rescinding Rideau's permission to

>>  print anything, ever.) A second drug

>>  offense in Louisiana would have sent him

>>  away, so he packed up his family and left.

>>  That was nearly 50 years ago.

>>

>>  The author, who spoke to TRIBE after

>>  recording JUNKY for audio release, did not

>>  plan to attend the plaque ceremony, though

>>  event organizers have discussed his

>>  participating from Lawrence, Kansas, via

>>  video linkup.

>>

>>

>>

>>  Is this the first time that a place where

>>  you lived or worked has been declared a

>>  landmark?

>>

>>  WSB: As far as I know, yes.

>>

>>

>>

>>  Was any of the writing you produced there

>>  ever published?

>>

>>  WSB: I don't know about that. I'm not sure

>>  to say where I wrote this or that, but I

>>  certainly did some writing there. As far as

>>  how much of it was subsequently published, I

>>  have no idea which specific works were

>>  written there, or partly written there.

>>

>>

>>

>>  Traditionally, people across the South and

>>  the Midwest see this city as either

>>  romantic or depraved. What impression did

>>  you have of New Orleans while you grew up

>>  in St. Louis?

>>

>>  WSB: No impression of it at all. Not that I

>>  know of. No, I... [Thinks] No, I don't

>>  recall any ideas about New Orleans at all.

>>

>>

>>

>>  The New Orleans police arrested you for

>>  having someone with pot in your car, but

>>  they charged you with heroin possession.

>>

>>  WSB: That's right. They found stuff in my

>>  house. They never laid a finger on me, that

>>  I recall. They did lead me to believe that

>>  someone was a federal agent and he wasn't.

>>  He was a city cop. And so there was an

>>  illegal search. I didn't know it at the

>>  time.

>>

>>  When I was arrested, there was somebody

>>  with me that I hardly knew. He was just

>>  introduced to me. And he had one joint on

>>  him. He'd thrown out some larger amount, I

>>  think, but the little guy had another joint

>>  and they caught it right away. Then the next

>>  day they went and they took my car. I never

>>  got it back, although I wasn't convicted.

>>  See, they can confiscate your property even

>>  though you're not convicted of anything.

>>  That's really very sinister.

>>

>>  There were three people [aside from

>>  Burroughs, who was driving] in the car. Two

>>  of them were well-known to the police - Joe

>>  Ricks and somebody else. So they saw him in

>>  the car, and he had another guy with him

>>  that I didn't know, who had a joint with

>>  him. So they stopped the car on the stength

>>  of knowing the other people that were with

>>  me. Then they found a joint on this guy.

>>  And they gave us all hell.

>>

>>

>>

>>  Where did the police arrest you?

>>

>>  WSB: It was near Lee Circle. That's all I

>>  know. They wouldn't have stopped us except

>>  that they recognized these two people, who

>>  had long records, long drug records. Not

>>  the guy who had a joint on him - he was a

>>  seaman, an acquaintance of these people.

>>

>>  They confiscated my car on the strength of

>>  someone I didn't know having something I

>>  didn't know he had. They're getting much,

>>  much, much worse in that respect:

>>  confiscation with no conviction.

>>

>>

>>

>>  To give you an idea of how much progress

>>  this city has made, our district attorney

>>  wants to start mandatory urine tests for

>>  all students in New Orleans public high

>>  schools.

>>

>>  WSB: It's ridiculous, for God's sakes. I

>>  think it's terrible. The whole thing, the

>>  whole War On Drugs, seems to me to be a

>>  shallow pretense to increase police power

>>  and personnel, and confiscation.

>>

>>

>>

>>  It also limits black political power. More

>>  than half of inner-city black men come of

>>  age with felony convictions now, due to

>>  cocaine or weapons arrests. Felons can't

>>  vot.

>>

>>  WSB: Exactly. I hadn't thought of that, but

>>  it's very true. I don't see the difference

>>  between crack and cocaine, myself. They

>>  talk about cocaine addicts, and I never

>>  encountered such a thing. Heroin addicts

>>  and morphine addicts, to be sure, but never

>>  a cocaine addict.

>>

>>

>>

>>  By strict definition, cocaine isn't

>>  addictive.

>>

>>  WSB: No, it isn't, as I can see. I used to

>>  shoot, forty or fifty years ago, [pauses to

>>  recall the name] speedballs, which were a

>>  mixture of cocaine and morphine or heroin.

>>  Cocaine alone, I don't like; it makes me

>>  edgy. I don't like anything that makes my

>>  hand shake, or cuts my appetite.

>>

>>

>>

>>  There's a lot of cocaine down here.

>>

>>  WSB: Lot of it everywhere.

>>

>>

>>

>>  In recent years you've spoken openly about

>>  your interest in magic. Is writing a form

>>  of magic?

>>

>>  WSB: Well, it has a certain relationship,

>>  yes. It's evocative magic. It attempts to

>>  evoke certain feelings in the reader. In

>>  that sense, it's evocative magic. Thing is,

>>  some writing has magic in it and some don't

>>  [laughs]. Like, Fitzgerald has magic, and

>>  Somerset Maugham just doesn't. I'm using

>>  the term rather loosely.

>>

>>

>>

>>  But isn't any technology magical, at least

>>  at first? The advent of writing changed the

>>  world more than anything else has since.

>>

>>  WSB: Well...in the sense that it makes

>>  something happen, yes, it's magic. But it's

>>  still a loose use of the term. Because,

>>  uh...well, for example, Alesiter Crowley

>>  may have been a good black magician, but he

>>  wasn't a very good writer. I can't read it

>>  straight through, anything by Aleister

>>  Crowley.

>>

>>  Here's an interesting thing about Crowley:

>>  Someone wrote a book called THEY WENT

>>  THATAWAY, about the way different people

>>  had died. An interesting idea, because they

>>  had just a short biography and then how a

>>  person died. Poor Cole Porter had a

>>  terrible time - he had his legs amputated

>>  at the hip, and then he set his bed on fire

>>  with a cigarette and died in the hospital.

>>

>>  Now, this story got put out by the

>>  Crowleyites that his doctor had refused to

>>  renew his heroin prescription, and that

>>  Crowley put a curse on him; the doctor died

>>  the next day, and Crowley died the day

>>  after. Now, that's the story. That story

>>  was repeated in an edition of this book,

>>  and when I tried to get the book again,

>>  that story had been deleted. In fact, the

>>  whole book had been somehow cashiered, and

>>  there's another one, HOW'D THEY DIE?

>>

>>

>>

>>  The first book disappeared?

>>

>>  WSB: Yes, and then another one came out.

>>  The first one was called THEY WENT

>>  THATAWAY. It seems to have disappeared from

>>  my own bookshelves, as well. Can't put my

>>  hand on it.

>>

>>

>>

>>  If I come across it, I'll forward it to you.

>>

>>  WSB: By all means! This [newer] one has no

>>  Aleister Crowley in it, so I don't know if

>>  there's any truth to that story at all.

>>

>>

>>

>>  Rock music doesn't interest you much.

>>

>>  WSB: Not terribly, no. I listen to some of

>>  it.

>>

>>

>>

>>  And yet, starting with the Soft Machine in

>>  1967, a long list of rock musicians has

>>  borrowed from your work.

>>

>>  WSB: Oh, well, titles, yeah: Steely Dan,

>>  the Soft Machine, the Insect Trust.

>>

>>  I went to a performance by the Led Zeppelin

>>  and wrote an article about it. That's quite

>>  a while ago. Twenty years ago. I forget

>>  where it was published; one of the

>>  magazines. CRAWDADDY, that's it.

>>

>>

>>

>>  I hear you've finally recorded JUNKY for

>>  audiotape release.

>>

>>  WSB: I finished recording it, yes. Well,

>>  you know, we've got little follow-up places

>>  to go, but it's basically finished. I'm not

>>  sure when [it comes out]. It'll be on

>>  Penguin Audio Books.

>>

>>

>>

>>  Have you been back to New Orleans since you

>>  left?

>>

>>  WSB: Yes, I did a reading down there, but

>>  that was quite a few years ago. At Loyola

>>  University. It was quite a while ago, a

>>  good ten years ago.

>>

>>

>>

>>  It seems ironic that this should be the

>>  first city to commemorate your former home.

>>

>>  WSB: Yes, it does, really. I spent about a

>>  year there - less than a year, actually.

>>

>>

>>

>>  In 1947.

>>

>>  WSB: About then, yeah.

>

>

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 10:34:52 -0400

Reply-To:     "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Organization: Law Office of R. Bentz Kirby

Subject:      Post from the Hendrix, Hey-Joe Mail List

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

This post was found on the Hey-Joe Mail list.   The writer is commenting

on the Experience Hendrix organization and their commercialization of

Hendrix (selling coffee tables) and I thought some on this list might

find it interesting:

 

BEGIN CROSS-POST

 

Date: Fri, 25 Jul 97 16:12:15 EST

From: "Rich Rojas" <rrojas@accessbeyond.com>

Message-Id: <9706258698.AA869872323@smtplink.abeyond.com>

Subject: Literay Parallels to The Family

 

Hey Joe,

 

I've recently run across news items concerning the actions of the heirs

of

the legacies of some well known authors that bear more than a casual

similarity to a certain family that has been mentioned here on a few

occasions. The first is the estate of Ernest Hemingway. It seems that

they

are vigorously cracking down on any unauthorized use of Hemingway's

name.

They are attempting to shut down the annual Ernest Hemingway look alike

contest sponsored by a bar in Key West. It has become such a popular

event

that more than 100 entrants participated in the last contest, but the

Hemingway family has said no more. The family has also launched a series

of

Hemingway inspired products. The most prominent one being an Ernest

Hemingway shotgun. Yes, the same model used by Ernie to blow his brains

out! This apparently is so tasteless that one of Hemingway's

granddaughters

has publicly expressed her outrage at her family's antics. Please note

that

I'm not making this up. This was covered in an article in the Washington

Post about 2 weeks ago. Unfortunately, I lost the article. Otherwise, I

would quote from it directly.

 

The other case involves Lawrence Durrell. A review of a new biography on

Durrell mentioned that the author was not permitted by Durrell's heirs

to

quote directly from any of his works or letters. Talk about having your

hands tied! The review goes on to cite other examples of heirs behaving

badly:

 

"As a result, Bowker has to resort to sometimes wooden paraphase, a

shame

in the case of a glittering stylist like Durrell. This is one more

example

of a growing problem in literay scholarship: the stranglehold some

estates

keep on their inherited authors, allegedly "protecting" their interests

but

in thruth hobbling scholarship for what appears to be private gain (as

in

the case of Joyce's estate) or from simple obtuseness (as in Kerouac's,

until recently). Apparently the Durrell estate is sponsoring the

"official"

biography, and it had better be good."

 

- -Steven Moore, Washington Post Book World, July 20, 1997

 

All in All, "a frustratin' mess".

 

Rich

 

END CROSS-POST

 

--

Bentz

bocelts@scsn.net

 

http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 17:06:53 -0400

Reply-To:     SSASN@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Arthur Nusbaum <SSASN@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: What next?

 

David, Patricia, et.al.:

 

The momentum seems to be building for THE WESTERN LANDS as the next book to

be tossed into the cauldron.  It's especially not easy to choose one work out

of the many installments of the "one long work" by WSB or JK.  If it were up

to me I'd certainly choose something by WSB, but probably an early work, and

continue discussing further books chronologically until we arrive at TWL.  As

far as JK, I happen to still be in the midst of reading the SELECTED LETTERS

VOL.1-1940-1956, I've been slowly getting to it with very lengthy

interruptions for over a year now, since it came out.  So for my purposes it

would be convenient to discuss it while I'm reading it anyway, and that would

motivate me to stop interrupting it and finish already.

 

If it is to be TWL, there is a certain appropriateness- later this year, it

will be the 10th anniversary of its first publication in December 1987, which

is when I acquired and read it.  It's been long enough that I'm ripe for

another reading.  I do recall that at the time, I considered it my second

favorite of the late period that I believe distinctly began in 1981 with the

release of CITIES OF THE RED NIGHT, which is my #1 favorite from this phase.

 TWL is very, very good WSB, not the very best although I'm uncomfortable

judging works of art like this, it's a subjective business and the prophetic

unfolding of history may very well mock determinations that were rushed to

this early in the game.  Anyway, there's one thing I would urge anyone who

participates in a TWL discussion to do if that is what ends up being

discussed after VOC:  Obtain the CD SEVEN SOULS by the group Material.  This

has just been re-released, it originally came out in 1989 and went out of

print.  The new edition has some new mixes, but then the original 7 songs.

 WSB himself is the narrator in place of a singer for most of them, and all

of the text he reads is from TWL.  Not only are the particular passages he

chooses among the most memorable in the book, in my opinion, but the music is

great- Arabic-influenced avant-garde rock music that serves as a perfect

backdrop for the haunting & humorous readings.  Listening to this item would

be a perfect warm-up and stimulate a desire to read the whole work.  Trust

me, you can't go wrong with this approach.

 

Speaking of earlier works, I suggest that if we go forward with TWL, a good

work to read concurrently would be THE YAGE LETTERS, with Allen Ginsberg.

 This is an often overlooked gem, and is very, very short, it would not be

burdensome to read along with TWL.  Some of the passages in the letters

written by WSB to AG during his 1953 adventures in search of Yage are I think

among the greatest in his whole ouvre, absolutely quintessential WSB.

 

I await the decision of the "committee" and look forward to what this group

will make of whatever we read next.

 

Regards,

 

Arthur

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 21:48:12 -0400

Reply-To:     "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Organization: Law Office of R. Bentz Kirby

Subject:      Re: Joy and Despair

Comments: To: CVEditions@AOL.COM

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:

>

> In a message dated 97-07-26 05:46:29 EDT, you write:

>

> << > And the experience of emotions is a little different than the

> existence

>  of time and >matter. >>

>

> Damn. I had them all packed up in the same box ready to send with a

> ribbon of

> Hawkins singualrity tied around them

> C Plymell

 

But, the question is, since time and matter do not exist, does that make

the experience of emotions actually a more valid experience.  Light is a

wave that acts like a particle or a particle that acts like a wave or

both.  Time can be affected and appears to be, to some extent, exist

because we all agree it does and to keep everything from happening at

once.  But, can the collective unconscious alter time.  Matter does not

exist as we perceive it does.  Solid is not really solid.  It is dense,

yes but solid.  But, we perceive these things and agree on some level so

that we have a shared experience.  But, are emotions of the same class.

Or, maybe they are truly individual and something that we get to choose.

So, maybe we can't choose to have time go fast when we are in the dental

chair and to go slow while we are making love, but we can choose how we

feel?  If so, maybe the experience of emotions is a more valid

experience than that of time and matter.  I am not sure that time and

matter exist, really.

 

Anyway, they certainly are not linear as we are taught to imagine time.

So, maybe time and matter are the same as emotions.  Maybe a thought

creates a molecule of matter that is colored, or characterized by an

emotion, and then it becomes matter.

 

For instance, the day that the OJ Simpson criminal trial verdict was

announced, there was a hurricane dying in the Gulf.  Immediately, the

hate mongers on talk radio started in and righteous indignation and

anger erupted en mass.  Then the hurricane suddenly gathered strength

and smashed into the Gulf course.  There was a very short time lag.  The

other day, the hurricane limped on shore, and suddenly took off across

the South spreading death and destruction.  It came on the heels of [you

feel in anything you want here]????  My point is that maybe we create

molecules with our thoughts and emotions that are then discharged in the

world of matter and time.  So, maybe the experience of them is the

same.  Then again, maybe not.

 

Peace,

--

Bentz

bocelts@scsn.net

 

http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 19:46:54 -0600

Reply-To:     "Derek A. Beaulieu" <dabeauli@FREENET.CALGARY.AB.CA>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Derek A. Beaulieu" <dabeauli@FREENET.CALGARY.AB.CA>

Organization: Calgary Free-Net

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

Comments: To: Mike Rice <mrice@CENTURYINTER.NET>

In-Reply-To:  <1.5.4.16.19970726131724.28477fc2@mail.wi.centuryinter.net>

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

mike

i guess yr not up to a debate considering thompson in a direct link to

beat authors, or a discussing considering thompson as a modern twain?

whats wrong with a little shameless self-promotion, when combined with

great writing?

        yrs

        derek

ps. buy the new "derek" brand breakfast cereal!!! - more sugar than you

could possibly imagine and twice the spaghettiflavour than the leading

brand!!!(there - see THAT'S shameless self-promotion combined with some lousy

writing. haha ;^))

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 20:46:50 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      Re: Joy and Despair

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

R. Bentz Kirby wrote:

>

> Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:

> >

> > In a message dated 97-07-26 05:46:29 EDT, you write:

> >

> > << > And the experience of emotions is a little different than the

> > existence

> >  of time and >matter. >>

> >

> > Damn. I had them all packed up in the same box ready to send with a

> > ribbon of

> > Hawkins singualrity tied around them

> > C Plymell

>

> But, the question is, since time and matter do not exist, does that make

> the experience of emotions actually a more valid experience.  Light is a

> wave that acts like a particle or a particle that acts like a wave or

> both.  Time can be affected and appears to be, to some extent, exist

> because we all agree it does and to keep everything from happening at

> once.  But, can the collective unconscious alter time.  Matter does not

> exist as we perceive it does.  Solid is not really solid.  It is dense,

> yes but solid.  But, we perceive these things and agree on some level so

> that we have a shared experience.  But, are emotions of the same class.

> Or, maybe they are truly individual and something that we get to choose.

> So, maybe we can't choose to have time go fast when we are in the dental

> chair and to go slow while we are making love, but we can choose how we

> feel?  If so, maybe the experience of emotions is a more valid

> experience than that of time and matter.  I am not sure that time and

> matter exist, really.

>

> Anyway, they certainly are not linear as we are taught to imagine time.

> So, maybe time and matter are the same as emotions.  Maybe a thought

> creates a molecule of matter that is colored, or characterized by an

> emotion, and then it becomes matter.

>

> For instance, the day that the OJ Simpson criminal trial verdict was

> announced, there was a hurricane dying in the Gulf.  Immediately, the

> hate mongers on talk radio started in and righteous indignation and

> anger erupted en mass.  Then the hurricane suddenly gathered strength

> and smashed into the Gulf course.  There was a very short time lag.  The

> other day, the hurricane limped on shore, and suddenly took off across

> the South spreading death and destruction.  It came on the heels of [you

> feel in anything you want here]????  My point is that maybe we create

> molecules with our thoughts and emotions that are then discharged in the

> world of matter and time.  So, maybe the experience of them is the

> same.  Then again, maybe not.

>

> Peace,

> --

> Bentz

> bocelts@scsn.net

>

> http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw

 

 

or vice versa

 

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Sat, 26 Jul 1997 22:10:17 -0400

Reply-To:     Ddrooy@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Diane De Rooy <Ddrooy@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Post from the Hendrix, Hey-Joe Mail List

 

In a message dated 97-07-26 21:38:36 EDT, you write:

 

<< I'm not making this up. This was covered in an article in the Washington

 Post about 2 weeks ago. Unfortunately, I lost the article. Otherwise, I

 would quote from it directly.

  >>

 

Devil's Advocate position here:

 

Anyone can post anything to anywhere without being factual. I say, "Cite your

source."

 

ddr

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 00:11:20 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      Re: Joy and Despair-Slight Return

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

As to who drives the storms ...

 

hmmmmmm.m.m.mm

 

that would take some time perhaps it is a thread.

 

it begins with a vortex

in the beginning was a vortex

and the vortex was good.

the vortex sends out storms

and the storms are good.

and some say that the storms do damage

and i say that storms are supposed to damage and

storms from the vortex are very good and doing what they're supposed to

do which is doing damage ...

 

so it begins with a vortex

 

i was wrong

        there

                is

                        definitely

 

                                        NO

                                        THREAD

                                        that

                                        will

                                        INVOLVE

                                        any

                                        Thinking

                                        Thoughts

                                        along this stream

                                        of typing

 

                                        Committee Recommends Deletion!

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 00:28:12 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      [Fwd: Re: Joy and Despair-Slight Return]

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="------------2C6B53DB7B7A"

 

This is a multi-part message in MIME format.

 

--------------2C6B53DB7B7A

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

techno-moron proves himself once again!!!!

 

dbr

 

--------------2C6B53DB7B7A

Content-Type: message/rfc822

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

Content-Disposition: inline

 

Message-ID: <33DADBC4.577A@midusa.net>

Date: Sun, 27 Jul 1997 00:25:24 -0500

From: RACE --- <race@midusa.net>

X-Mailer: Mozilla 3.01Gold (Win95; I)

MIME-Version: 1.0

To: "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@scsn.net>

Subject: Re: Joy and Despair-Slight Return

References: <970726154338_526737346@emout01.mail.aol.com>

                            <33DAA8DC.8FF5435E@scsn.net> <33DAA88A.5267@midusa.net>

 <33DAD6E6.32BB1774@scsn.net>

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

in the beginning was the vortex . . .

 

and then

Charley's box

and Charley didn't know better and put things in this box that weren't

supposed to be put together like gravity and anti-gravity along with

matter and anti-matter

and Charley mailed his box to

 

                Sicily

 

        and it killed Vito Corleone's father

 

and anger was born. . . .

 

or maybe that was in a movie

 

i sometimes get movies and reality mixed up. . .

 

later charley realized that he'd put one of his shoes in the box and so

with only one shoe he stared at the shoe until a book popped out of his

head.

it popped out of his head through the vortex onto paper and into a book

that is into bookstores and the answer

        i'm certain

to the

 

        question

 

                        whatever the question was

                                (i've forgotten)

 

        can be found

                        in the book about the shoe

                                                        that

 

was

        left

                out

                        of

                                the box

 

                                        that

                                        left

                                        Charley's head

                                        not to Sicily

                        but

 

                                to the vortex

 

 

                        which was there in the beginning

 

 

        so. . .

 

                in the begining was Charley's shoe....

 

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

 

--------------2C6B53DB7B7A--

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 07:40:58 -0400

Reply-To:     Marie Countryman <country@SOVER.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Marie Countryman <country@SOVER.NET>

Subject:      on not writing

In-Reply-To:  <970726170652_342132150@emout07.mail.aol.com>

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

thought i'd just drop in from my bizarro parallel universe and say hello.

 

i have not been writing

i have been painting

i have not thought of words,

but rather of

colors, shapes, blending, edging,

worlds building on the page

is it sleep

is it dreaming

who is doing the painting?

landscapes of the mind

appear regularly as if

plucked out of thin air.

no memory

        beyond the intent to paint

dreams of eternal landscape

        of my mind

building word less poems

not asleep

        nor waking.

mc

 

ps: i found out that alizaream (sp?) crimson actually exists in water

colors, now i've got that damned donovan tune in my head and it won't

leave! (wear yr love like heaven....)

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 11:34:28 -0400

Reply-To:     "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Organization: Law Office of R. Bentz Kirby

Subject:      Re: on not writing

Comments: To: Marie Countryman <country@SOVER.NET>

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Marie Countryman wrote:

>

> thought i'd just drop in from my bizarro parallel universe and say

> hello.

>

> i have not been writing

> i have been painting

> i have not thought of words,

> but rather of

> colors, shapes, blending, edging,

> worlds building on the page

> is it sleep

> is it dreaming

> who is doing the painting?

> landscapes of the mind

> appear regularly as if

> plucked out of thin air.

> no memory

>         beyond the intent to paint

> dreams of eternal landscape

>         of my mind

> building word less poems

> not asleep

>         nor waking.

> mc

>

> ps: i found out that alizaream (sp?) crimson actually exists in water

> colors, now i've got that damned donovan tune in my head and it won't

> leave! (wear yr love like heaven....)

 

But MC, at least you have the song playing, and not the COMMERCIAL for

perfume.  I mean I would not want to PLANT that idea in your HEAD, but

be thankful for small things.

 

Wear your love like heaven, Wear your love like heaven,

 

Was that Heaven Scents?  Or another cologne?

--

Bentz

bocelts@scsn.net

 

http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 13:53:49 -0400

Reply-To:     Chimera@WEBTV.NET

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Eric Blanco <Chimera@WEBTV.NET>

Subject:      Poem/Thrall

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7BIT

MIME-Version: 1.0 (WebTV)

 

Dionysus rising

You'd be proud

 

The first step towards innocence

Is to earn your original sin

Understanding violation

 

Naive and mild

The child endured its rape

Like drowning with your eyes open

You don't see things quite the same

 

The child began to draw odd pictures

Of a truth no one believed

And a door was shut against

Anyone it would ever know

 

Rebellion took root

And its attitude grew

Forced to write down its fantasies

Because there was no more room

In its head

 

It got lost in black and white lies

Worshiped the songs of painted heroes

Lost in verse and books

And a personality like a fractured mirror

 

Its latest photo is best

A shadow stretching towards...?

In the company of friends

 

                                     Chimera '91

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 17:13:28 -0400

Reply-To:     SSASN@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Arthur Nusbaum <SSASN@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Joy & despair dualities

 

Diane:

 

Your post of 97-07-24 00:58:41 beginning "I am still pondering this

all-emcompassing darkness and despair", set off a thought process that has

dug deeper into and expanded on my original point.  There is a line of

Talmudic commentary which basically states that everything is defined by its

opposite & contrast is therefore essential, or everything "would be

meaningless", as you stated.  This is indeed a fact "of general validity" as

WSB would say, a truth that operates in all our lives all the time.  The

heart of your post, which generated a lot of discussion on the List, is what

I want to address:

 

"I want to understand why Kerouac could not ever find what he was looking

for, at least to the point of seeing joy and despair as dualities that both

exist in the moment, and really, the meaning of human life is in the moments.

 How could anyone who at times writes with such gushyness about the joys of

being alive, be stuck so on finality and loss and death?"

 

There has been some debate here about whether joy & despair can be

simultaneous or only follow/precede each other.  As I see it, they can exist

concurrently in that the one contains the seeds or backdrop of the other, and

is stronger because of the realization of the other, as in the Talmudic

approach as I understand it (I've only dabbled at the tip of a very big

iceberg that people have devoted their entire lives to).  An example would be

the astronauts' observations of Earth from the distance of space, leading to

published ponderings on the relative sub-microscopicness of what seems like

all their is when you're on its surface, the ultimate forest-for-the-trees

experience so far in human history.  The site of our planet in its context

can lead either to a despairing revelation of our ultimate insignificance, or

a deeper respect for the preciousness of it and its inhabitants as being so

rare, if not unique altogether, in the vast cosmos.  The belief that "the

meaning of human life is in the moments", with which my experience agrees,

can among other things come from the realization that those moments are

finite, within lives that are brief tiny sparkles in the infinite darkness.

 What am I getting at here?  Why can't an appreciation of the joy of the

moment, or at least an acceptance of duality, win out with JK in his life and

work?  I would venture to say that although there is joy around the corner

from despair & vice versa, ultimately and literally as far as we can

empirically determine, "finality and loss and death" always get the last

word.  The bouncing back and forth stops sooner or later, there's dark at the

end of all our tunnels and for JK this overwhelmed the comfort and peace we

perceive him seeking in the back-and-forth process he chronicles.  Just as he

comes to the dead end that upset you at the end of VOC, it is an evocation of

the darkness at the end of every road.  Also in his particular case, as James

Stauffer pointed out, his religious and sexual conflicts exacerbated the

already nearly unbearable burden (& joy) of his acute sensitivity to everyone

and everything which writing, no matter how prolific and brilliant, could not

be an ultimate answer to or relief from.  To go any further from here, we

must get into the religious/philosophical cosmic  dept.  Is there a life

force that is eternal, which goes in and out of myriad vessels like our

bodies, all the leaves in their cycles, etc., but ultimately is constant and

eternal?  This can only be answered by faith beyond what we know up to the

darkness, within the space/time context that we live & think in.

 

I'll tell you, I have reached some kind of brick wall here, unlike all the

posts which have flowed so easily since I first came aboard, this one is a

throwback to the uphill efforts of my pre-Beat-L attempts to articulate my

thoughts onto the page/screen.  It has been laborious and taken up the time I

would normally have used to dash off half a dozen posts.  And, I feel as if I

have little to nothing to show for it, that I haven't begun to do justice to

what I thought had ripened in the mind and was ready for words.  There must

be some significance to this, perhaps JK's testament and the commentaries it

has generated have lead me to some variation of the impasse he leaves himself

and the reader at as VOC concludes.

 

 

I'll conclude this infuriating failure with a quote from THE WESTERN LANDS,

also to be found on one of the tunes in SEVEN SOULS, where WSB, as usual,

does find just the right words to comment on the dual factors we've been

wrestling with:

 

"You have to be in Hell to see Heaven.  Glimpses from the Land of the Dead,

flashes of serene timeless joy, a Joy as old as suffering and despair"

 

 

Frustratedly if not despairingly,

 

Arthur

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 19:09:19 -0700

Reply-To:     dumo13@EROLS.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Chris Dumond <dumo13@EROLS.COM>

Subject:      ATTENTION!

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Beats and Beat-Lovers,

 

I have looked around a little on the web and noticed that there's no real

congruity to any of the beat sites.  Of course, Levi's site is pretty

thorough, but have you ever wanted a simple way to navigate?  I'm willing

to start a Beat WebRing.  I know some people think that webrings suck.  I

don't know.  The poetry one I'm on is pretty decent.  Anyway, I find it

next to impossible to keep track of all the beat sites and this would be

a simple and usefull way to do it.  Does anyone else think it would be a

good idea?

 

Chris D-U-M-O-N-D

http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Studios/2124/

 

 

PS  last name: DUMOND not DRUMMOND or whatever... it gets annoying after

the sixth day of having your name mis-spelled in subjects...

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 18:24:59 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      webRing

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Chris Dumond wrote:

>

  I'm willing to start a Beat WebRing.  I know some people think that

webrings suck.

 

 

Never heard of a WebRing nor why webrings suck.  do have this vision of

a cyber circle jerk - but i imagine it is not anything like that.

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 19:50:01 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      Re: Joy & despair dualities

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Arthur Nusbaum wrote:

>

> I'll tell you, I have reached some kind of brick wall here, unlike all the

 posts which have flowed so easily since I first came aboard, this one is a

 throwback to the uphill efforts of my pre-Beat-L attempts to articulate my

 thoughts onto the page/screen.  It has been laborious and taken up the time I

 would normally have used to dash off half a dozen posts.  And, I feel as if I

 have little to nothing to show for it, that I haven't begun to do justice to

 what I thought had ripened in the mind and was ready for words.  There must be

 some significance to this, perhaps JK's testament and the commentaries it has

 generated have lead me to some variation of the impasse he leaves himself and

 the reader at as VOC concludes.

>

> I'll conclude this infuriating failure with a quote from THE WESTERN LANDS,

> also to be found on one of the tunes in SEVEN SOULS, where WSB, as usual,

> does find just the right words to comment on the dual factors we've been

> wrestling with:

>

> "You have to be in Hell to see Heaven.  Glimpses from the Land of the Dead,

> flashes of serene timeless joy, a Joy as old as suffering and despair"

>

> Frustratedly if not despairingly,

>

> Arthur

 

Arthur,

 

i thought this gem demonstrated the power with which synapses can fire

at something so hard and still end up rolling the rock up the hill like

sisyphus.  i was following your words closely, engaged in your voice,

and hit the paragraph where you confess the difficulty with which the

words were coming and i said to myself: Ah!  This paragraph is IT.  The

joy and despair are both in it roaming between the letters in the

words.

and then willie the rat provides a magical closure to a magical journey.

 

one must imagine Kerouac happy.

 

on another note, i think that the Talmudic notion you suggest (which

i've understood in many different contexts but this one is new to me) is

useful but ironically also a dualistic trap in itself.  The emotions are

more than a coin with one side and another.  The panaroma of Affections

from Joy to Despair and perhaps beyond each is infinitely sided.

 

 I still believe that the last third of Steppenwolf - if examined with

these questions involved - is perhaps the greatest place to examine

answers.  And yet, even after we're aware of the mirrored soul, we are

still here within the containers of space and time in a finite life that

touches the infinite at every turn.

 

And so even after the epiphany of Burroughs or Hesse or the kicks, joy,

darkness trinity of Kerouac's we each still face the hill -- up or down

-- with our respective stones to push.  And the key - to me - in Camus'

conclusion to the retelling of the Myth of Sisyphus is in the word

"Imagination".  We must imagine Sisyphus happy.  Imagination is the tool

in the human universe that can step beyond the dualities that trap and

enslave most of us, most of the time as we wander through what we call

life.

 

America - emblem of optimism and depression.  Before we move with Jack

to the disappointing view of the emblem we might recall that many of the

kicks and joys are part of America too.  The spirit of America seems

hatched in a climate of happiness in the joy/despair dichotomy.  I

imagine that just about anywhere in this country one can move within the

same town or village or city or suburb and see portraits of both the

joys and the despairs and in the living through these the characters in

these imaginary scenes in my mind portray an other angle on the myth of

America -- able to laugh at the Horatio myth and yet dream about it at

the same time.

 

If this did or didn't make sense to anyone, i think that i should once

again remind that i live now in a part of the world in which Eisenhower

is still considered President and the pledge of allegiance is still

thought of as a pretty poem.

 

grins,

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 18:05:00 -0700

Reply-To:     "Timothy K. Gallaher" <gallaher@HSC.USC.EDU>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Timothy K. Gallaher" <gallaher@HSC.USC.EDU>

Subject:      Re: ATTENTION!

Comments: To: dumo13@EROLS.COM

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

What's a web ring?

 

 

 

At 07:09 PM 7/27/97 -0700, you wrote:

>Beats and Beat-Lovers,

>

>I have looked around a little on the web and noticed that there's no real

>congruity to any of the beat sites.  Of course, Levi's site is pretty

>thorough, but have you ever wanted a simple way to navigate?  I'm willing

>to start a Beat WebRing.  I know some people think that webrings suck.  I

>don't know.  The poetry one I'm on is pretty decent.  Anyway, I find it

>next to impossible to keep track of all the beat sites and this would be

>a simple and usefull way to do it.  Does anyone else think it would be a

>good idea?

>

>Chris D-U-M-O-N-D

>http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Studios/2124/

>

>

>PS  last name: DUMOND not DRUMMOND or whatever... it gets annoying after

>the sixth day of having your name mis-spelled in subjects...

>

>

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 22:40:31 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Joy & despair dualities

 

In a message dated 97-07-27 20:57:21 EDT, you write:

 

<< i thought this gem demonstrated the power with which synapses can fire >>

More like the re-uptake pump since Burroughs.

Charles Plymell

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 10:45:05 -0700

Reply-To:     Diane Carter <dcarter@TOGETHER.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Diane Carter <dcarter@TOGETHER.NET>

Subject:      Re: Joy & despair dualities

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

> Arthur Nusbaum wrote:

> What am I getting at here?  Why can't an appreciation of the joy of >

> the

> moment, or at least an acceptance of duality, win out with JK in his

> life and

> work?  I would venture to say that although there is joy around the

> corner

> from despair & vice versa, ultimately and literally as far as we can

> empirically determine, "finality and loss and death" always get the

> last

> word.  The bouncing back and forth stops sooner or later, there's dark

> at the

> end of all our tunnels and for JK this overwhelmed the comfort and

> peace we

> perceive him seeking in the back-and-forth process he chronicles.  Just

> as he

> comes to the dead end that upset you at the end of VOC, it is an

> evocation of

> the darkness at the end of every road.

> Also in his particular case, as James

> Stauffer pointed out, his religious and sexual conflicts exacerbated

> the

> already nearly unbearable burden (& joy) of his acute sensitivity to

> everyone

> and everything which writing, no matter how prolific and brilliant,

> could not

> be an ultimate answer to or relief from.  To go any further from here,

> we

> must get into the religious/philosophical cosmic  dept.  Is there a

> life

> force that is eternal, which goes in and out of myriad vessels like our

> bodies, all the leaves in their cycles, etc., but ultimately is

> constant and

> eternal?  This can only be answered by faith beyond what we know up to

> the

> darkness, within the space/time context that we live & think in.

>

> I'll tell you, I have reached some kind of brick wall here...

 

Arthur,

 

Thanks for the words that, inspite of the frustration, do serve to

further illuminate our discussion.  I, too, am more than thoroughly

familiar with this wall.  I must read more by Kerouac to understand more

clearly how he bounced back and forth between dualities.  I decided to

read The Dharma Bums next, and but am already caught in the beginning by

what he writes, "...but I warned him at once I didn't give a goddamn

about the mythology and all the names and national flavors of Buddhism,

but was just interested in the first of Sakyamuni's four noble truths,

All life is suffering.  And to an extent interested in the third, The

suppression of suffering can be achieved, which I didn't quite believe

was possible then."

 

I am still stopped intellectually by the thought that "finality, loss and

death always get the last word."  Obviously all writers that have ever

existed wrote because they had to express something about human life in

the light of their own mortality.  What bothers me about the end of VOC

is not that darkness is portrayed so fully or that all heros fail, but

the sense that in his own life Kerouac embraced this sense of dispair

inspite of his knowledge (which I think he shows in his writing) of joy

and the human ability to grasp the infinite in finite moments.  He writes

so eloquently of epiphanies, times when he wrote that: yes, that's the

way things are and still all is alright.  I cannot buy for even a minute

the idea that "yes, I'm too sensitive, and thus I must drink to cover the

pain, to close the holes of darkness that penetrate my very being," which

is the theory that has often been put forward, even by others on this

list.  The factor of human choice is perhaps what confounds me in this

duality discussion.  Darkness is at the end of every path, but one cannot

know darkness without knowing light.  One cannot know the depth of

despair without knowing the depth of joy.  One cannot acknowledge loss

without grasping fullness.  Kerouac's words are full of epiphanies, but

in spite of the knowledge he had,  he chose despair, and alcohol did not

I think, give him comfort, but an easier way to slip into total despair.

        Yet, this same man, in The Scriptures of the Golden Eternity,

writes, "There's the world in the daylight.  If it was completely dark

you wouldn't see it but it would still be there.  If you close your eyes

you really see what it's like: mysterious particle-swarming emptiness.

On the moon big mosquitos of straw, know this in the kindness of their

hearts.  Truly speaking, unrecognizably sweet it all is.  Don't worry

about nothing....This world has no marks, signs or evidence of existence,

nor the noises in it, like accident of wind or voices or heehawing

animals, yet listen closely the eternal hush of silence goes on and on

throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on.  This

is because the world is nothing but a dream and is just thought of and

the everlasting eternity pays no attention to it.  At night under the

moon, or in a quiet room, hush now, the secret music of the Unborn goes

on and on, beyond conception, awake beyond existence.  Properly speaking,

awake is not really awake because the golden eternity never went to

sleep: you can tell by the constant sound of Silence which cuts through

the world like a magic diamond through the trick of your not realizing

that your mind caused the world."

 

Your quote from WSB certainly opens up the strength of the dualities we

have been speaking of.  I read the intro to Queer finally and understand

his necessity to write, as it were, his way out of despair.  It seems

like his wife's death by his own hand gave impetus to what he saw in the

rest of his life.  Darkness and light are hand-in-hand.  I'm still not

sure where this duality takes us in terms of Kerouac.

DC

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 20:06:33 -0700

Reply-To:     stauffer@pacbell.net

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         James Stauffer <stauffer@PACBELL.NET>

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Mike,

 

Glad you said that and I didn't have to.  And know he's got a microbrew

out.  Hot damn.

 

James Stauffer

 

Mike Rice wrote:

>

> I just read a fawning letter about that fraud

> Hunter Thompson.  He is mostly a showboat running

> around posing as a celebrity writer.  Hells Angels

> is a nice little book.  The Fear and Loathing and

> that gonzo shit is just posing.  Its by a man who

> recognized there was more to be gotten out of advertising

> and public relations than can be had by mere writing.

>

> I read the first Fear and Loathing, then looked at

> the second one and couldn't finish it.  That, the

> rolling stone  work, the run for sheriff in some

> Colorado outback, are just the author seeking a

> reputation for outrageousness.  He has never since

> produced a book as good as Hells Angels.

>

> Mostly, its been advertisements for himself on his

> way up.  This latest mish-mash is the ultimate product

> of a man who has been navel-gazing since he was a

> teenager.

>

> I saw one of the least minds of his generation ground

> under the wheel of his own angry fixation.

>

> Mike Rice

> mrice@centuryinter.net

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 11:17:02 -0700

Reply-To:     Diane Carter <dcarter@TOGETHER.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Diane Carter <dcarter@TOGETHER.NET>

Subject:      Re: Joy & despair dualities

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

> RACE wrote:

> And so even after the epiphany of Burroughs or Hesse or the kicks, joy,

> darkness trinity of Kerouac's we each still face the hill -- up or down

> -- with our respective stones to push.  And the key - to me - in Camus'

> conclusion to the retelling of the Myth of Sisyphus is in the word

> "Imagination".  We must imagine Sisyphus happy.  Imagination is the

> tool

> in the human universe that can step beyond the dualities that trap and

> enslave most of us, most of the time as we wander through what we call

> life.

>

> America - emblem of optimism and depression.  Before we move with Jack

> to the disappointing view of the emblem we might recall that many of

> the

> kicks and joys are part of America too.  The spirit of America seems

> hatched in a climate of happiness in the joy/despair dichotomy.  I

> imagine that just about anywhere in this country one can move within

> the

> same town or village or city or suburb and see portraits of both the

> joys and the despairs and in the living through these the characters in

> these imaginary scenes in my mind portray an other angle on the myth of

> America -- able to laugh at the Horatio myth and yet dream about it at

> the same time.

>

> If this did or didn't make sense to anyone, i think that i should once

> again remind that i live now in a part of the world in which Eisenhower

> is still considered President and the pledge of allegiance is still

> thought of as a pretty poem.

> David,

 

"One must imagine Kerouac happy."

While I thoroughly understand the context of your thought, I must

question, in the light of IT why Kerouac could not imagine Kerouac happy.

And bringing into this the power of the artist, the power of Imagination,

why write of the power of the infinite, the power of eternity, only in

your own living, to grasp the darkness of the finite, the darkness of the

temporal world.  Why not use the imagination to see the flowing of

eternity, or whatever you want to call it, while in the container of

space and time.  We are all pushing our respective rocks up the hill, so

why not imagine it otherwise.  Your words prompted in my mind an

awakening of the visionary qualities of William Blake, and the thought

that the power to fully live lies within the imagination.  And the

connection from there that I make to Ginsberg who saw the work of the

poet as one of easing the pain of living.  How did the American dream

fail Cody?  How did it fail Kerouac?  The Americans he saw as on a

dead-end road to darkness were still grasping for the dream, grasping in

their own way through whatever suffering in their lives, struggling to

survive.  Kerouac, at some point in his life, decided to stop

struggling, to stop dreaming. The power of the imagination and the power

"to dream" are linked, and perhaps are key to the great myth of America,

the great myth of life.

DC

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 01:19:27 +0000

Reply-To:     randyr@southeast.net

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

Comments:     Authenticated sender is <randyr@pop.jaxnet.com>

From:         randy royal <randyr@SOUTHEAST.NET>

Subject:      Re: ATTENTION!

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII

Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT

 

a web ring is where at the bottom of the web page there's a linkto a

site with similar subjects. it basically tries to save you time on

searching for other enjoyable sites. some are large; some are not. i

personally think if we had enough members to the "ring" it would be a

very good idea. cya~randy

"...The robots are useless if not versatile."- Alduos Huxley

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 01:24:05 +0000

Reply-To:     randyr@southeast.net

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

Comments:     Authenticated sender is <randyr@pop.jaxnet.com>

From:         randy royal <randyr@SOUTHEAST.NET>

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII

Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT

 

it's writers like hunter and anne rice that piss me off, their

writing is crap, but they are just so damn prolific! and then they go

around selling themselves out evenmore. makes me wish more would just

shut the hell up like salinger or something

~randy

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 01:36:14 -0400

Reply-To:     Tread37@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Jenn Fedor <Tread37@AOL.COM>

Subject:      phil ochs?

 

hey, i have a quick question for you all:

now, i know that bob dylan is definitely considered a beat for obvious

reasons, but does anyone know if phil ochs would also be considered a beat?

 please let me know, if you can!

by the way, the mail i was getting when i first joined the list was so

overwhelming that i almost got off the list, but everytime i was about to

make the call, i couldn't tear myself away!  you guys are just too damn

interesting!  anyway, thanks for enhancing my on-line experience!

 

curiously and appreciatively yours,

jenn

 

"free your toes" -Carly

=========================================================================

Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 22:47:13 -0700

Reply-To:     "Steve Smith a.k.a. Whiskey Wordsmith" <psu06729@ODIN.CC.PDX.EDU>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Steve Smith a.k.a. Whiskey Wordsmith" <psu06729@ODIN.CC.PDX.EDU>

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

Comments: To: James Stauffer <stauffer@pacbell.net>

In-Reply-To:  <33DC0CB9.3BCD@pacbell.net>

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

On Sun, 27 Jul 1997, James Stauffer wrote:

 

> Mike,

>

> Glad you said that and I didn't have to.  And know he's got a microbrew

> out.  Hot damn.

> James Stauffer

 

 

Ah, to leap up on the poison and lame horse and prove

oneself a poor reader, thinker, historian, and critic.

Microbrew? Fuck that. Read Dr. Thompson and know one of your betters.

Some of us were in many of the same places (take that as y'all will) that

the Dr. talks about, and he talks about 'em true and well. He is one of the

finest journalists America has had to offer in the last 25 years--and

probably longer, more probably 30.  Just hunker down in

them ersatz coffee joints and dribble out of your blank eyes...and try to

hear through them never-never ear and brain plugs.

 

Reputation? He's earned the best kind. Writer. Period.

 

Hunter Thompson--

and the bastard can WRITE. And SEE. Look at his Nixon riffs long before

the crippled mainstream press knew shit from shinola.

 

Reputation? Hoopla? Yes.

 

Writer? Most of all. Never forget that part.

 

best,

 

steve

 

>

> Mike Rice wrote:

> >

> > I just read a fawning letter about that fraud

> > Hunter Thompson.  He is mostly a showboat running

> > around posing as a celebrity writer.  Hells Angels

> > is a nice little book.  The Fear and Loathing and

> > that gonzo shit is just posing.  Its by a man who

> > recognized there was more to be gotten out of advertising

> > and public relations than can be had by mere writing.

> >

> > I read the first Fear and Loathing, then looked at

> > the second one and couldn't finish it.  That, the

> > rolling stone  work, the run for sheriff in some

> > Colorado outback, are just the author seeking a

> > reputation for outrageousness.  He has never since

> > produced a book as good as Hells Angels.

> >

> > Mostly, its been advertisements for himself on his

> > way up.  This latest mish-mash is the ultimate product

> > of a man who has been navel-gazing since he was a

> > teenager.

> >

> > I saw one of the least minds of his generation ground

> > under the wheel of his own angry fixation.

> >

> > Mike Rice

> > mrice@centuryinter.net

>

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 00:58:27 -0700

Reply-To:     runner611 <babu@ELECTRICITI.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         runner611 <babu@ELECTRICITI.COM>

Subject:      Re: fishing & Me

Comments: To: CVEditions@AOL.COM

In-Reply-To:  <970725230945_1792064510@emout14.mail.aol.com>

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

At 8:09 PM -0700 7/25/97, Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:

 

 

> Confusious Say:

> They have all answered correctly; that is, each in their own nature.

>

> I say:

> Take up the slack, Jack.

>

> Don't mean to be coy

> C. Plymell

 

fishin gypsum

yeah that new york grate

that yuh uh we can up

up ya one one time

more time, that's what we want

the air waves

 

Douglas

 

http://www.electriciti.com/babu/

step aside, and let the man go thru

        ---->  let the man go thru

super bon-bon (soul coughing)

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 03:12:24 PDT

Reply-To:     Gesi Rovario <sammigirl1@HOTMAIL.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Gesi Rovario <sammigirl1@HOTMAIL.COM>

Subject:      Re: webRing

Content-Type: text/plain

 

>Date:         Sun, 27 Jul 1997 18:24:59 -0500

>From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

>Subject:      webRing

>To:           BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU

>

>Chris Dumond wrote:

>>

>  I'm willing to start a Beat WebRing.  I know some people think that

>webrings suck.

>

>

>Never heard of a WebRing nor why webrings suck.  do have this vision of

>a cyber circle jerk - but i imagine it is not anything like that.

>

>david rhaesa

>salina, Kansas

>

 

No, no, no. That's another mailing list entirely <G>. A WebRing is a

collection of similar sites that are linked together. So,if you've only

got one URL, you can still get to all of them with a mouse-click.

 

Gesi

 

*I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a

necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life

through the wrong end of the telescope. Which is what I do

and that enables you to laugh at life's realities.*

                    *Dr. Seuss*

 

 

______________________________________________________

Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 08:21:53 -0400

Reply-To:     "Hemenway . Mark" <MHemenway@DRC.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Hemenway . Mark" <MHemenway@DRC.COM>

Subject:      Buddha on suffering

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Kerouac was particularly influenced by the Diamond Sutra. I think

you'll find Buddha taught that the physical world does not exist,

period, and that all suffering (the second noble truth) is due to our

attachment to this unreal existence and our ignorance and confusion in

insisting on its reality.

 

The Diamond Sutra and many other Buddhist texts are also on line at a

number of sites. Jack's book Some of the Dharma should be out any day.

His Scripture of the Golden Eternity was published by City Lights and

is still around.

 

Mark Hemenway

 

The First Noble Truth is: <<All life is suffering.>>

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 09:05:22 -0400

Reply-To:     Alex Howard <kh14586@ACS.APPSTATE.EDU>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Alex Howard <kh14586@ACS.APPSTATE.EDU>

Subject:      Re: ATTENTION!

In-Reply-To:  <33DBFF4F.3C55@erols.com>

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

On Sun, 27 Jul 1997, Chris Dumond wrote:

 

> thorough, but have you ever wanted a simple way to navigate?  I'm willing

> to start a Beat WebRing.  I know some people think that webrings suck.  I

 

Why the hell not?...Count me in.

http://porter.appstate.edu/~kh14586/links/beats

 

------------------

Alex Howard  (704)264-8259                    Appalachian State University

kh14586@acs.appstate.edu                      P.O. Box 12149

http://www.acs.appstate.edu/~kh14586          Boone, NC  28608

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 11:21:43 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: HST

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 01:55:45 EDT, you write:

 

<< it's writers like hunter and anne rice that piss me off, their

 writing is crap,  >>

 

I've never read either. Is HST in new journalism genre? Some friends from our

village went down to the city to see him at a press dinner or someting. I'm

aware of his titles. Can anyone tell me abt. him? I know that he visited

Lawrence Kansas and earlier on the list someone sd he was shooting things on

the Cowan show.

CP

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 11:35:16 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

Comments: To: stauffer@pacbell.net

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 02:30:17 EDT, you write:

 

<< .  The Fear and Loathing and

 > that gonzo shit is just posing.  Its by a man who >>

 

Mike just provided an insight to HST. Thanks. Promotion rarely presents a

good product. "Posing" good word. We have the skateboarders to thank for

that? I used to read articles in Thrasher mag.

C. Plymell

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 09:09:37 -0400

Reply-To:     MATT HANNAN <MATT.HANNAN@USOC.ORG>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         MATT HANNAN <MATT.HANNAN@USOC.ORG>

Subject:      Re[2]: Dharma Bum, not quite

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

it's writers like hunter and anne rice that piss me off, their

writing is crap, but they are just so damn prolific! and then they go

around selling themselves out evenmore. makes me wish more would just

shut the hell up like salinger or something

~randy

***********************

 

I don't know that I'd clump HST with Rice, but your point is well made.  It's

the pop fiction crap of Grisham, Steele, Rice, Higgins Clark (although she has

great premises) that put me in my " I hate big publishing houses/overadvanced

authors" mode.

 

One of the advances from one of the "typists" (hello Truman C. in Heaven (with

Jack on his back)) above would publish 100 new authors.  Support your local

Brautigan library........

 

love and lilies,

 

matt

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 11:55:33 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Hunter and Dick

Comments: To: psu06729@odin.cc.pdx.edu

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 02:53:58 EDT, you write:

 

<<  Nixon riffs long before

 the crippled mainstream press knew shit from shinola. >>

 

If you have any good quotes short enough to posts, I'd appreciated reading.

I'm in a remote village and can't easily browse the bookstore. Not that it wd

help. The local bookstore doesn't even have my own book in it, though it is

in Borders, Barnes & Nobles, Hastings, etc.  Ah promotion is the key! Does

that mean I'll have to get out of bed? (Not, rhetorically, a figure of

speech). I did "know" Nixon, though. He and Dan Quayle present the

quintissential American. I see them when I go to the BaHall of Fame in

Cooperstown. Nowdays is not a matter of what the mainstream press knows, it a

matter of how to get it past their bosses. It was so much simpler with the

Politburo.

cp

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 12:03:00 -0400

Reply-To:     "Hipster Beat Poet." <jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Hipster Beat Poet." <jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU>

Subject:      Hunter and Jack

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

I read an interesting story in one of the many Hunter S. Thompson

biographies that i own which spoke about Hunter visiting a Kerouac

reading in the 1950s. Apparently Thompson was irritated and started

to roll empty beer bottles down the steps of the little theater

during the poetry reading. According to Hunter, Jack was too trashed

to know that anything was going on. Hey its just a story and personally

Thompson is the reason why i'd give any respect to Rolling Stone

magazine or any journalist in general. To me they are too pretentious

and shallow. (I have this argument with my girlfriend all the time

because she's a journalism major where as i am an english major)

 

                                                jason

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 12:04:51 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: on up/one down

Comments: To: babu@electriciti.com

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 05:24:43 EDT, you write:

 

<< yeah that new york grate

 that yuh uh we can up

 up ya one one time >>

 

I think that is true of the New York City provincialism

But Upstate, we're in Dork proventialism that is a bit of a mixture of old

Tory, Coloniailism, and Third Reich. The intelleginsia here still take their

culture from the New Yorker, or the NewMoralitySpeak Times. I feel like a

foriegner whever I am.

C Plymell

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 12:09:20 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: webRing

Comments: To: sammigirl1@hotmail.com

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 06:24:05 EDT, you write:

 

<< *I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a

 necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life

 through the wrong end of the telescope. Which is what I do

 and that enables you to laugh at life's realities.*

            >>

 

Thank You Dr. Fuess

cp

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 12:15:57 -0400

Reply-To:     Ddrooy@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Diane De Rooy <Ddrooy@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Hunter and Jack

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 12:05:30 EDT, you write:

 

<<  Hey its just a story and personally

 Thompson is the reason why i'd give any respect to Rolling Stone

 magazine or any journalist in general. >>

 

Hey here's a novel idea....

 

Quit respecting sucko journalism entirely.

 

God, I miss the Sixties.

 

ddr

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 12:54:49 -0400

Reply-To:     "Hipster Beat Poet." <jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Hipster Beat Poet." <jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU>

Subject:      Kerouac: the musical.

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

since i'm new i don't know if anyone knows about this but a friend

of mine went to an audition for a musical based on Kerouac's life.

All of the major Beats are portrayed in this play and its showing

in NY in small theaters. Do any of the NYC folks on this mailing

list know about this?

                                jason.

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 13:39:07 -0400

Reply-To:     Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Subject:      Re: Dharma Bum, not quite

Comments: To: Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

In-Reply-To:  <970728113321_-724656856@emout02.mail.aol.com>

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

On Mon, 28 Jul 1997, Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:

 

> Promotion rarely presents a good product.

 

so visions of cody, dr. sax etc.: rare exception or good beatnik marketing?

 

 

> "Posing" good word. We have the skateboarders to thank for that? I used to

> read articles in Thrasher mag.

 

yeah 80s skatepunks in retalliation to glam rock, new wave pop & every other

hairspray and fashion "look" of 80s "rockers." so it was they were "posers"

(sometime "poseurs") as opposed to hardcore punks, skaters, stoners & others

who were the real thing...

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 10:54:30 -0700

Reply-To:     "Penn, Douglas, K" <dkpenn@OEES.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Penn, Douglas, K" <dkpenn@OEES.COM>

Subject:      : and in bodies  ((wetware_ by rudy rucker, p83

Comments: cc: Victoria Paul <vpaul@gwdi.com>

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

sequel to _Software_

story of humans and robots

1988 sci-fi, post gibson

pre-burning man elegy

 

talking about the One

cosmic ray counters

dreck, fuffs, meaties, rats, merge

asimovs, petaflops, pinkboys

and robots that adopt human systems

trains of language like Edgar Allan Poe

and of the Beats   <<ahem>>:

 

==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-pg 83 from Rudy Rucker's _Wetware_

 

"Not just yet," said Cobb.  "I want to mingle a bit.  I really just come

here for the business contacts, you know."

        He hunkered down by the wall between two petaflops, interrupting their

conversation, not that he could follow what they were saying.  They were

like stoned out beatnik buddies, a Jack Kerouac and Neal Cassady team,

both of them with thick, partly transparent flickercladdings veined and

patterned in fractal patterns of color.  Each of the cladding's

colorspots were made up of an open network of smaller spots, which were

in turn made of yet smaller threads and blotches--all the way down to

the limits of visibility.  One of the petaflops patterns and body

outlines were angular and hard-edged.  He was colored mostly

red-yellow-blue.  The other petaflop was green-brown-black, and his

surface was so fractally bumpty that he looked like an infinitely warty

squid, constantly sprouting tentacles which sprouted tentacles which

sprouted.  Each of these fractal boppers had a dreak cylinder plugged

into a valve in the upper part of his body.

        "Hi," said Cobb.  "How's the dreak?"

 

 

 

 **end transmission

 

 

---->           o{--- [                         babu@electriciti.com

  (Alfred Korzybski)                            www.electriciti.com/babu/

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 13:08:04 -0700

Reply-To:     Levi Asher <brooklyn@NETCOM.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Levi Asher <brooklyn@NETCOM.COM>

Subject:      Re: Kerouac: the musical.

Comments: To: jdematte@TURBO.KEAN.EDU

In-Reply-To:  <Pine.OSF.3.91.970728125243.15756B-100000@turbo.kean.edu> from

              "Hipster Beat Poet." at Jul 28, 97 12:54:49 pm

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

> since i'm new i don't know if anyone knows about this but a friend

> of mine went to an audition for a musical based on Kerouac's life.

> All of the major Beats are portrayed in this play and its showing

> in NY in small theaters. Do any of the NYC folks on this mailing

> list know about this?

 

Yeah, I saw it.  It wasn't as bad as it could have been,

but it still wasn't good.

 

I briefly reviewed it here a few months ago.

 

If Attila Gyenis is still on the list, his review was

slightly nicer than mine, maybe he can defend it.

 

------------------------------------------------------

| Levi Asher = brooklyn@netcom.com                   |

|                                                    |

|    Literary Kicks: http://www.charm.net/~brooklyn/ |

|     (3 years old and still running)                |

|                                                    |

|        "Coffeehouse: Writings from the Web"        |

|          (a real book, like on paper)              |

|             also at http://coffeehousebook.com     |

|                                                    |

|                *--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*  |

|                                                    |

|                  "It was my dream that screwed up" |

|                                    -- Jack Kerouac |

------------------------------------------------------

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 20:15:38 UT

Reply-To:     Sherri <love_singing@MSN.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Sherri <love_singing@MSN.COM>

Subject:      Re: Kerouac: the musical.

 

yes, thanks, Jason... it's mentioned on a Kerouac website and, i think, one

other, what it was escapes me.

 

ciao,

sherri

 

----------

From:   BEAT-L: Beat Generation List on behalf of Hipster Beat Poet.

Sent:   Monday, July 28, 1997 9:54 AM

To:     BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU

Subject:        Kerouac: the musical.

 

since i'm new i don't know if anyone knows about this but a friend

of mine went to an audition for a musical based on Kerouac's life.

All of the major Beats are portrayed in this play and its showing

in NY in small theaters. Do any of the NYC folks on this mailing

list know about this?

                                jason.

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 15:56:49 -0600

Reply-To:     jo grant <jgrant@BOOKZEN.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         jo grant <jgrant@BOOKZEN.COM>

Subject:      Re: Writes crap? Not quite.

In-Reply-To:  <199707280520.BAA07752@mailhub.southeast.net>

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

>it's writers like hunter and anne rice that piss me off, their

>writing is crap, but they are just so damn prolific! and then they go

>around selling themselves out evenmore. makes me wish more would just

>shut the hell up like salinger or something

>~randy

 

Randy,

 

Everyone to their own opinion, but to say that Thompson writes crap and let

it go at that is a unfair. So what if he demands his Coors and Wild Turkey

as part of his bookings, and so what if he blows his own horn. His Hells

Angels book and the political  campaign  stuff show a writer

who--regardless of the hype--gets down and digs hard for his stories. If he

was the biggest lightweight asshole in the world I'd be in his corner just

for his stuff about Nixon and that crowd. He's entertaining to read and at

his appearences he can provoke, challenge, and aggressively get-in-the-face

of those wandering the corridors of power and wealth.

 

Thompson also seems to be fearless. For example, he took an ass kicking to

end ass kickings from members of the Hells Angels and walked/crawled away

uncowed.Rare then and now. As a teen i rode with the likes of that bunch

and saw enough barbaraic behavior to understand fear. I would no more have

put pen to paper around that crowd than  I'd walk through South Boston on

St. Patrick's Day cursing the Irish or show up for class at Boston

University in an SS uniform.

 

Although I haven't the most recent book (his correspondence) the book is

being praised by reviewers who would normally dismiss him.  Wish I had

saved some of the reviews so I could be more specific.

 

j grant

 

 

 

                BE ON THE WATCH

for items stolen from the Keroauc Collection

        O'Leary Library, U Mass, Lowell

http://www.bookzen.com/kerouac.theft.html

 

Academic & Small Press Authors & publishers

                display books free at

           <http://www.bookzen.com>

    375,913 visitors from 07-96 to 07-97

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 03:52:42 -0700

Reply-To:     dumo13@EROLS.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Chris Dumond <dumo13@EROLS.COM>

Subject:      what it is

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

hi,

 

As I was sending the post, I had a feeling that I was taking for granted

that people know what web rings are, when actually not too many do.

Basically a web ring is exactly what it says...  it is a circuit of

compiled web sites related to a certain topic.  The sites are all linked

via a complicated CGI program that I don't even pretend to understand.

It allows me to maintain this ring of sites so that the information is

more easily available.  For instance, let's say you went to Joe Smith's

Kerouac page and it wasn't what you were looking for... you could look at

old Joe's links (which 9 out of 10 don't) or you could fire up the old

search engines... both sources are questionable... but Joe is connected

to the Beat Webring!  You are now assured that all these sites that you

are about to surf through have real beat generation content!!!  To make

it simpler for you, visit my page... I'm part of the poetry webring.  The

links are at the VERY bottom of the page and they're simple text... play

with it and see what it's all about.

 

Chris

http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Studios/2124/index.html

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 23:47:43 +0200

Reply-To:     Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Subject:      Caffettiera Napoletana...

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

Caffettiera Napoletana A. Passeggio (50 anni di esperienza)

                                                found by Beppe Severgnini 1997 (c)

                                                collected by William Ward

                                                edited by Rinaldo Rasa

 

INTRUCTIONS FOR THE USE

1)      To fill before the inside part of the coffee pot

        of coffee-powder

        (5 grams each person)

2)      To screw in the filter on the inside-part of the

        coffee-pot.

3)      To fill of water the superior-body till the little hole.

4)      Introduce the inside-part of the coffee-pot in the superior-body

        (already filled of water before).

5)      Put the coffee-pot with the spout on the supeior-body and

        put it finally on the fire.

6)      As soon as the water goes in ebullition, you will see the

        water coming out from coffee-pot, just from the said little

        hole. Now, keep out the coffee-pot from the fire, upset it

        and remain it for some minutes in rest; in the meantime, the

        water will filter and will transform it in a very exquisite

        coffee, and you can serve it too.

        It is well known all over the world that

        NEAPOLITAN ORIGINAL COFFEE-POT "A PASSEGGIO"

        is the unique to do a very aromatic coffee.

 

        WOOOO-AHH-OHH!

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 19:06:40 -0400

Reply-To:     "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "R. Bentz Kirby" <bocelts@SCSN.NET>

Organization: Law Office of R. Bentz Kirby

Subject:      Hunter Thompson

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Like him or not, the end of the book Fear and Loathing on the Campaign

Trail is some of the best observation of the political process on

America.  It is straight ahead writing.  There may be a lot of bs out

there too, but to simply dismiss him as writing crap is not on point,

IMHO.

 

--

 

Peace,

 

Bentz

bocelts@scsn.net

http://www.scsn.net/users/sclaw

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 19:10:06 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: Hunter and Jack

Comments: To: Ddrooy@aol.com

 

In a message dated 97-07-28 14:33:18 EDT, you write:

 

<<   Hey its just a story and personally

  Thompson is the reason why i'd give any respect to Rolling Stone

  magazine or any journalist in general. >>

 

 Hey here's a novel idea....

 

 Quit respecting sucko journalism entirely.

 

 God, I miss the Sixties.

 

 ddr

  >>

 

Yeah, That's a good point. Seems I could make it dozens of times a day.

cp

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 19:42:32 -0400

Reply-To:     CVEditions@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Pamela Beach Plymell <CVEditions@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: worth the trip

Comments: To: Ddrooy@aol.com

 

Thanks, D. I remember them all those Filmore posters and some of the events.

I haven't heard from Wes Wilson in years. He sent me a special little

drawing-message in the 70's. I wonder if he's still around? I talked to

S.Clay Wilson on the phone today. He just turned 56. Drawing madly. Rent

check due. Mad at the printers for wrecking his Beat-L drawing. (5 min.

diatribe)

cp

=========================================================================

Date:         Tue, 29 Jul 1997 01:36:52 +0200

Reply-To:     Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Subject:      Eric Mottram (1924-1995)

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

dear beat-Ls,

 

Eric Mottram (1924-1995) is a key figure of post-war literature and

teaching.  After the work of Charles Olson and Robert Duncan, Eric Mottram

produced one of the most extensive and coherent bodies of work on late 20th

century poetics.  He published over 160 articles and 20 critical works

including a collection of essays on American culture, Blood on the Nash

Ambassador and the first book-length study of William Burroughs' work, The

Algebra of Need.  He had two dozen collections of poetry published from the

late 1960s onwards including Elegies, A Book of Herne and Selected Poems.

 

Mottram was the first to teach Beat writing in Europe in the 1950s.

 

---

yrs

Rinaldo.

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 20:14:11 -0400

Reply-To:     Linda Highland <lrgh@WEBTV.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Linda Highland <lrgh@WEBTV.NET>

Subject:      Hunter= Rice?

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; CHARSET=US-ASCII

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7BIT

MIME-Version: 1.0 (WebTV)

 

I like HST, but he's hardly my favorite writer, or even in the top 50.

But I was very much confused by whoever criticized him for putting out

too many books a la Ann Rice......hasn't there been maybe a dozen books+

in thirty years, including collections of letters and stuff?  Does this

really qualify as just churning them out?

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 19:24:08 -0500

Reply-To:     RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         RACE --- <race@MIDUSA.NET>

Subject:      Re: Hunter= Rice?

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Linda Highland wrote:

>

> I like HST, but he's hardly my favorite writer, or even in the top 50.

> But I was very much confused by whoever criticized him for putting out

> too many books a la Ann Rice......hasn't there been maybe a dozen books+

> in thirty years, including collections of letters and stuff?  Does this

> really qualify as just churning them out?

 

i'm gonna come out of the closet and say that i actually enjoy falling

into anne rice now and then.  other pop culture fiction too.  and world

championship wrestling every so often.

 

i can see that many wouldn't care for this - but hope those complaining

about such things don't put their noses so high in the air that they get

sunburned.

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 21:12:27 -0400

Reply-To:     GYENIS@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Attila Gyenis <GYENIS@AOL.COM>

Subject:      BUS WEST?

 

Anybody going west from NY to San Fran next week, maybe on the dirty dog

(Grey Hound). Let me know, maybe we can hook up.

 

later, Attila

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 21:59:56 -0400

Reply-To:     Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Michael Stutz <stutz@DSL.ORG>

Subject:      more on Hunter

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: TEXT/PLAIN; charset=US-ASCII

 

Well, I ran across this web site today and I must say it made my evening. It

has been a thouroughly shitty day dealing with thouroughly ignorant people,

but here the sweet girl who put up her free unhip Geocities "home page" at

<http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Acropolis/3203/hstmp.htm> just brightened

the corners of the Stutz house with her reasoning on why a good little girl

like her would pay attention to, much less read, Hunter Thompson: "...it is

his brutal honesty that allows me to read him. He is too bright to look at

and too important to ignore."

 

Okay, so he bred a couple generations' worth of college boy posers, each

thinking their own Saturday night bacchanalia was the one true Literature

and each having at least one reference to _Fear and Loathing in Los Vegas_

somewhere inside their 10-page magnum opus (and it makes you cringe at that

point every time -- if you get that far). But this is no worse than those

fourth-rate, arrogant neo-beatnik coffee shop schleps that Jack & Co.

inspire to this day,

    the ones whose

              words fall on the page       a l w a y s

                                          like      this

 

 

scattered brilliance---

 

                                          all lower case

 

                                  with

                                  so

                                  much

                                  to

                                  say

 

                      and no time                    to

listen.

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 19:35:32 -0700

Reply-To:     James William Marshall <dv8@MAIL.NETSHOP.NET>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         James William Marshall <dv8@MAIL.NETSHOP.NET>

Subject:      Illusions & Confessions

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

"We live in a world where the fear of illusion is real." -The Tea Party.

 

  That's what I like about the illusory quality of existence.  Just by

mentioning the word "existence" you display a degree of disbelief in the

Grand Illusion.  Life sucks.  Your imagination sucks.  Life's great.  You

have a great imagination.  I'm trying to work something out here.  Apologies.

  I think that Kerouac was all over illusions.  I believe that I'm

disagreeing with Diane Carter when I write that I think Kerouac usually used

an array of substances to approach the "joy" end of the spectrum.  The

"despair" side is quite easy to come across.  Sure you have to know light

before you can know darkness or vice versa but only nothing's pure.  (Am I

getting the Buddhist thing right?)  Anyway, to hell with Saussure

for-now-maybe-ever.

  Confessions:  I'm almost always seriously depressed.  I've experienced

some happiness and contentment clear-headed.  My experiences with "joy" have

been limited:  to mind-whacked simultaneous spontaneous gut-wrenching

cheek-hurting laughing sessions with some buddies just because everybody's

been quiet for awhile, to the boys lined up and taking turns at the stove

with taped-up knives (coughing, choking, spitting up lung), to tables

cluttered with empty beer bottles and filled ashtrays, to that first smoke

after the J, etc.  But I don't do that sorta thing anymore.  Even trying to

stop drinking.  (again)  Thing is, and I think I'm a little like Kerouac in

this way, peace (serenity, contentment, whatever) isn't what I really want

(right now anyway).  It's gotta be all or nothing.  Give me a 26 of rye and

a pack of smokes and my guitar and a park with a creek running through it

and a pretty girl walking in my direction.  That'd be a start.  Wait.  Was I

writing about illusions?

  Okay.  When life sucks, it's a bad illusion.  When life's great, you're blind.

 

                                             Your little illusory buddy,

                                             James M.

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 23:15:32 -0400

Reply-To:     "Diane M. Homza" <ek242@cleveland.Freenet.Edu>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         "Diane M. Homza" <ek242@CLEVELAND.FREENET.EDU>

Subject:      Re: Hunter= Rice?

 

Reply to message from race@MIDUSA.NET of Mon, 28 Jul

>

>Linda Highland wrote:

>>

>> I like HST, but he's hardly my favorite writer, or even in the top 50.

>> But I was very much confused by whoever criticized him for putting out

>> too many books a la Ann Rice......hasn't there been maybe a dozen books+

>> in thirty years, including collections of letters and stuff?  Does this

>> really qualify as just churning them out?

>

>i'm gonna come out of the closet and say that i actually enjoy falling

>into anne rice now and then.  other pop culture fiction too.  and world

>championship wrestling every so often.

>

 

 

there's not necessarily anything wrong with the pop stuff...but compared to

the "great literature," how can Ann Rice consider herself an author?  Maybe

she can tell a good tale, but she merely puts words down on paper, she

doesn't _write_.  IMHO, of course.

 

Diane. (H)

 

 

--

Life is weird.  Remember to brush your teeth.

--Heidi A. Emhoff

                                                  ek242@cleveland.freenet.edu

                                                  Diane M. Homza

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 23:43:50 +0000

Reply-To:     randyr@southeast.net

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

Comments:     Authenticated sender is <randyr@pop.jaxnet.com>

From:         randy royal <randyr@SOUTHEAST.NET>

Subject:      apologies and confession

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII

Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT

 

hello all just like to say i am sorry for misjudging hunter t. i just

don't like pot boilers. but, some people do. hst isn't as bad as anne

rice. idid enjoy reading interveiw with a vampire (the movie was

better) although the follow-up, the vampire lestat, was crap. but not

all pop culture is poorly done- look at silence of the lambs. it was

a medicore book but a great movie. and if you want to know some real

crap, check out that post which pissed every off. i lost myself in

hypocrysoy.

_randy

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 23:02:58 -0500

Reply-To:     Patricia Elliott <pelliott@SUNFLOWER.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Patricia Elliott <pelliott@SUNFLOWER.COM>

Subject:      Re: worth the trip

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

Pamela Beach Plymell wrote:

>

> Thanks, D. I remember them all those Filmore posters and some of the events.

> I haven't heard from Wes Wilson in years. He sent me a special little

> drawing-message in the 70's. I wonder if he's still around? I talked to

> S.Clay Wilson on the phone today. He just turned 56. Drawing madly. Rent

> check due. Mad at the printers for wrecking his Beat-L drawing. (5 min.

> diatribe)

> cp

patricia wrote

i wore my  beat t shirt and the teen ager helping me at the house ( who

is very cool) noticed it and raved. but couldn't tell what it was, he

liked that.  well , i love it but i love mysteries and opaque windows.

thanks again jeff. the people who miss the bullseye are those that are

shooting.

p

=========================================================================

Date:         Tue, 29 Jul 1997 04:12:28 UT

Reply-To:     Sherri <love_singing@MSN.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Sherri <love_singing@MSN.COM>

Subject:      Re: Hunter= Rice?

 

i have to agree with David on this one.  Rice has put out a couple of

interesting books, the rest are so much fodder.  but sometimes a cigar is just

a cigar and you do it just for the hell of it.  god knows, in this life, we

all need a little escapism.  if nothing else, it makes us appreciate, even

that much more, the really great writers' works.

 

so now you can all lambaste me, but i bet there are lots of you who sneak in

some sort of mind candy in the form of tv/film, most of which i find far more

obnoxious than a book that maybe isn't great literature, but at least has a

tiny germ of art, new perspective or idea in it. (i don't consider the likes

of Danielle Steele, and her ilk as under consideration by anyone here.)

 

randy's post just came in as i was writing this -  movie wasn't anywhere close

to as good as the book, imho.

 

ciao,

sherri

----------

From:   BEAT-L: Beat Generation List on behalf of RACE ---

Sent:   Monday, July 28, 1997 5:24 PM

To:     BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU

Subject:        Re: Hunter= Rice?

 

Linda Highland wrote:

>

> I like HST, but he's hardly my favorite writer, or even in the top 50.

> But I was very much confused by whoever criticized him for putting out

> too many books a la Ann Rice......hasn't there been maybe a dozen books+

> in thirty years, including collections of letters and stuff?  Does this

> really qualify as just churning them out?

 

i'm gonna come out of the closet and say that i actually enjoy falling

into anne rice now and then.  other pop culture fiction too.  and world

championship wrestling every so often.

 

i can see that many wouldn't care for this - but hope those complaining

about such things don't put their noses so high in the air that they get

sunburned.

 

david rhaesa

salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 23:36:54 -0500

Reply-To:     Patricia Elliott <pelliott@SUNFLOWER.COM>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Patricia Elliott <pelliott@SUNFLOWER.COM>

Subject:      Re: Hunter= Rice?

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

hst is a loud obnoxious drunk and keen writer and journalist. i don't

like him , don't want him around after 9 but he changed political press

and rubbed amerikas nose in it til we could recognize what we were

smellin, i  confess to liking silly books but i don't consider hst

silly,

rice wrote a bunch of books and sold them as did many others. that only

means to me that that delicious act of reading is'nt confined to only

serious intercourse.

 

If one only met him (hst) and didn't read him i could see the blow off

of his work  but like many talented artists , they don't have to be

pleasant or charming or elegant, they only have to do it.

p

=========================================================================

Date:         Mon, 28 Jul 1997 22:56:01 -0700

Reply-To:     stauffer@pacbell.net

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         James Stauffer <stauffer@PACBELL.NET>

Subject:      Re: Hunter= Rice?

MIME-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii

Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit

 

David and Sherri

 

You are both absolutely right.  Where would we be without good genre

fiction.  For me it's usually detective stuff.  Or trash TV.

 

HST is entirely different, not a "genre" writer unless "New Journalism"

would fall into that category.  He asks to be taken as a "serious"

writer and invites being held to an entirely different standard.

 

James Stauffer

 

Sherri wrote:

>

> i have to agree with David on this one.  Rice has put out a couple of

> interesting books, the rest are so much fodder.  but sometimes a cigar is just

> a cigar and you do it just for the hell of it. . . .

 

 

David wrote>

> i'm gonna come out of the closet and say that i actually enjoy falling

> into anne rice now and then.  other pop culture fiction too.  and world

> championship wrestling every so often.

>

> i can see that many wouldn't care for this - but hope those complaining

> about such things don't put their noses so high in the air that they get

> sunburned.

>

> david rhaesa

> salina, Kansas

=========================================================================

Date:         Tue, 29 Jul 1997 09:36:12 +0200

Reply-To:     Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Subject:      Spaghetti Poem.

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

        spaghetti       spaghetti

 

        al dente        al dente!

 

        al dente

 

        al dente quality

        blended from carefully

 

        selected durum wheat

 

        al dente        al dente!

 

        al dente

 

        cookin'for

        the recommended time

 

        gives u

        perfect enjoy!

 

---

yrs

Rinaldo.

=========================================================================

Date:         Tue, 29 Jul 1997 09:38:05 +0200

Reply-To:     Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Rinaldo Rasa <rinaldo@GPNET.IT>

Subject:      Robert Creely (the painting illustrates the poetry).

Mime-Version: 1.0

Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii"

 

        ...     by Robert Creely

 

        Inside my head a common room

        a common place, a common tune...

 

---

yrs

Rinaldo.

=========================================================================

Date:         Tue, 29 Jul 1997 10:07:12 -0400

Reply-To:     SSASN@AOL.COM

Sender:       "BEAT-L: Beat Generation List" <BEAT-L@CUNYVM.CUNY.EDU>

From:         Arthur Nusbaum <SSASN@AOL.COM>

Subject:      Re: For Patricia Elliott:  HST musings

Comments: cc: DAVIDSROSEN@compuserve.com

 

Dear Patricia:

 

You wrote:  "HST is a loud obnoxious drunk and keen writer and

journalist...."

 

I have met HST twice.  The first time was in Connecticut in the summer of

1981, he was scheduled to give one of his "lectures" at a university, and a

friend and I decided to take our chances and crash the event.  This was not a

problem, we sort of snuck in with a wink of the loose gatekeepers, I can't

recall this part exactly.  Just before entering the lecture hall, HST burst

into the lobby of the building with some others, who I think had set up his

appearance, in tow.  He was very tall and looked exactly as I expected him

to, only slightly less of a caricature than "Uncle Duke", complete with

cigarette holder, Hawaiian shirt, etc.  I sensed that he was self-consciously

"on", knowing that all his comments and behavior would get the attention of

his fans.  The "lecture" consisted of HST fielding questions from the

audience, there was no prepared speech as such.  Yes, he had a bottle of Wild

Turkey at his side at a table on stage.  He was intelligible most of the

time, but did not project his voice like a public speaker, it was a

conversational style as if he were only talking one-on-one with the person

who asked a particular question, and he often trailed off into near-mumbling

at the end of statements.  I recall that he was generally very pessimistic,

he really did give off a vibe of Fear and Loathing about the current and

future state of the nation and world.  This was during the dawn of the Reagan

era, and he did not like what he saw on the horizon.  One fragment of his

talk that comes to mind is when he stated that he believed that "things are

going to get ugly", I think those are close to the exact words, in the near

future, but then said something like "I hope I'm wrong, do you think I'm

wrong?" in an almost plaintive way.  After the event concluded, we went to an

exit from the auditorium where HST was expected to go through.  Shortly after

we claimed a good spot there, he exited, and I approached him as a small

crowd buzzed around us.  I had a then-new copy of FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS

VEGAS with me, the copy from my college days was in a condition as if it had

been on the journey with him that it chronicles.  I asked for his autograph,

he said "I've got to piss", but then took the book and scrawled something on

it.  The situation sort of coagulated after that, with us hanging around

among a small group near the entrance to the men's room.  When he emerged, he

asked no one in particular whether there was a bar in the vicinity.  People

were just standing there looking at him like a zoo exhibit.  We left at that

point.  To this day I wonder if we should have been bolder and escorted him

to some bar, we didn't know the town but could have improvised I'm sure.

 Anyway, after we left and I had a chance to look at what he had written on

the inside front cover of the book, I saw that it read:  "To Arthur from HST-

help I must piss".  It is one of the treasures of my collection.

 

The second time I encountered HST was during the NYU Beat Conference, in May

1994.  He was scheduled to participate in one of the panel discussions, and

arrived somewhat late, with heads turning toward him as he walked up the

aisle.  He took his place next to Ed Sanders, and proceeded to light up a

pipeful.  I have photos of this incident of HST living up to his stereotype.

 I found him insightful about the Beats, as you may know he is personally

acquainted with the key figures and crossed paths with them in NYC in his

youth during the late '50s- early '60s.  It was like a reunion with

remeniscing, he reminded Allen Ginsberg, who was in the audience but not on

the panel for this discussion, of some misadventures they shared, he greeted

him with "Allen- you're still alive?" to his amusement.  My favorite part of

his talk was when he told a story about a recent visit he made to WSB at his

home in Lawrence.  They were shooting together in his backyard, the 2

all-time premier gun fetishists, and even HST was a little nervous.  He

warned WSB that he might hit someone with the powerful gun he was shooting

with.  "Don't worry, Hunter", said WSB, "those are only Christians out

there".  It got a good laugh, and even though you can't always trust HST for

veracity (as WSB told me about Kerouac), it was certainly in character.  I

could tell that HST greatly respected WSB for his one-of-a-kindness, coming

from another incomparable specimen.  That evening at a dinner for

participants of the Conference, I met and briefly talked with HST, along with

many others such as the late Jan Kerouac and the 2 men, I forget their names,

who travel around the country and put out MONK magazine, latter-day On the

Roaders.  He misplaced his hat and I happened to see it right behind him,

retrieved it and handed it to him.  He thanked me, and I briefly spoke to him

amidst the din, telling him how much of an impact his works had on myself and

many friends.  He humbly, almost shyly, thanked me and we shook hands.  I

should note that my impression of him altogether during this second

encounter, in the public and more intimate forums, was one of warmth and

humor, as with WSB, his fierce and even menacing reputation belies a basic

humanity that shows through despite all the fireworks.  My wife took some

great photos of us together during the dinner.

 

There has been a lot of posting about HST lately, set off by some very

negative comments.  Like certain other artists (Salvador Dali comes to mind

in the visual arts), HST is as much if not more famous for his antics as for

his works, and the line between art and life is blurred almost beyond

recognition.  But no amount of clowning or Gonzo behavior can bury the

significance of his best works, especially FEAR AND LOATHING IN LAS VEGAS and

FEAR AND LOATHING ON THE CAMPAIGN TRAIL '72.  He deserves a place in the

pantheon of great and influential writers.  My own Honors English thesis at

the University of Michigan (it's in there somewhere in a moldering  bankers'

box) was about his works.  The very choice of that topic generated a lot of

controversy among the faculty as I recall.

 

There is a very well-done cd performance of FALILV available, read by Harry

Dean Stanton, Buck Henry and others.  I highly recommend it, it illuminates

the humor, insight and sheer chaotic energy of that classic work.  It's also,

like the book, so funny that it hurt.

 

Regards,

 

Arthur

 



back