N I G H T M O T E L

 

  N I G H T  M O T E L                                                           Claire O’Brien 

 

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Follow the Green Line / Claire O’Brien

 

Taxi Service /. Claire O’Brien

 

The King of Baltimore ./ Claire O’Brien

Post-Colonialism: Four Visual Reports


REPORT NUMBER  ONE: “Let me out! I can’t breathe,  let me out!”

 

REPORT NUMBER TWO :” Um, sorry, can’t talk now.”

       

REPORT NUMBER THREE:“All these trade deals blocking my vision!”

 

         

      REPORT  NUMBER  FOUR:  “Huh? Oh, we’re cool.        Everything’s cool. Must have been a false alarm”         

   T   B Y  C L A I R E   O’ B R I E

 

AFRICA IS EVERYWHERE: Jean-Michel Basquiat

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Jean-Michel Basquiat was an influential American artist who achieved fame in the late 1970s and early 1980s, credited with bringing graffiti to the fine art world of painting alongside Keith Haring and Kenny Scharf. Though Basquiat never finished high school, he grew up visiting the Brooklyn Museum of Art and took an interest in art from a young age. His early work consisted of tagging in downtown New York with his friend Al Diaz under the pseudonym SAMO©, and Basquiat later went on to create numerous collaborations with Pop Art icon Andy Warhol.
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So, you want those graffiti artists arrested and stopped?

Basquiat is considered part of the Neo-Expressionist movement alongside Julian Schnabel andDavid Salle, with his politicized canvases blending African imagery and symbolism with the movement’s characteristic gestural marks and bright patches of color. Born on December 22, 1960 in Brooklyn, NY, Basquiat spent his life working in New York until his death from a drug overdose on August 12, 1988, at the age of 27.

Text in green by John Berger, Harper’s Magazine, April 2011

If there were comrades: a political critique of the Left

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Our political convictions have endured because we have seen the same oppressive dynamics played out over and over and over again. Every gain we have ever made has been based on strategies developed from the  predictability of repression. Defending those gains would be impossible if we were surprised by each new form of the same, historic, relentless attack. We don’t have to figure out and agree on what to do each time. We have learned to anticipate, predict, and sometimes even prevent such attacks.
That is how the true Left tradition developed, and why certain standards prevail.

We do not have to like or even know someone to understand that when he is attacked in specific ways, in  specific political contexts, we must immediately respond as if we are all being attacked – because we are. Any one of us could be next.

 

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If we have privilege, we are obliged to use it to protect those who do not, even if this means we risk, and then lose it – because we know we aren’t supposed to have it in the first place.
The first responsibility we have when such a person is  isolated and attacked as an individual is to reject the focus on her personal flaws as irrelevant and divisive. But when that focus  draws upon the power of a widespread social bias, such as that which so burdens those with race, ethnic, class, gender, and  disability labels, our condemnation of it should be particularly sharp and immediate.
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The standard is simple:  if a pattern of treatment deviating from the documented norm is established, then usually discrimination is established. Supporters and their social milieu wind up as enablers and even facilitators of this discrimination if they hold the targeted person to a higher standard of proof,  remain doubtful in the face of evidence that would otherwise persuade them,  hesitate to respond to critical developments and incidents that would otherwise alert them to action,  and reject the person’s  analysis of the case in the face of a proven expertise to which they would otherwise have bowed.
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Not taking the targeted person seriously, deciding that the treatment  received must have been warranted by their own behavior, and accepting for them results that “comrades” would not for a moment accept for themselves or for most others – this is the second class citizenship produced by true discrimination. No matter how unjust it would be for people like themselves, it’s to be expected for those whose reach for full human rights exceeds what the world is willing to grant them.
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There cannot and will not be any viable resistence to the approaching whirlwind of global aggression if the present version of the western Left does not once and for all commit itself wholeheartedly to rooting out the oppressive dynamics it has appropriated for its own  indefensible gains.
That’s what the elite wants us to do. Keep it up and you, too will learn what it is to be picked off like fish in a proverbial barrel.
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 Good luck with that.

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Brother, do you have the time?

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Alberta’s exuberant discovery of her ability to transform a photograph into a painting was soon tempered by Buster’s usual skeptical expertise.

Three hours later,  Buster said” Okay, forget everything else. Let me put it this way,”   He leaned forward:

“It’s not a painting.”

It was just this sort of linear,  yet  decorative logic that never  failed to give Alberta pause. She hid a small smile of admiration by bending studiously over her laptop and squinting at its current photo population.  Recently, Alberta had resolved to develop and maintain a muscular and nimble brain via the mastery of chess – okay, checkers , or Battleship… maybe Clue – and to cut down on free verse, especially at night.

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CLAIRE O’BRIEN / 2012

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“Some of my photos are clearly nomadic and never  bother to let me know when they’re in residence,” Allberta mumbled furiously to herself, while practically whacking the keyboard.

“Oh that’s nice. That’s a nice way to recruit volunteers for Painting’s Great Leap Forward  ” said Buster, looking over Alberta’s shoulder.

“Aren’t you going to do another one?” he added casually.

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Buster absently ate a HoHo with bean sprouts and watched

as Alberta turned another of her photos into a painting. Into

what she just felt like calling a painting.

“Let whatever I call them be a poem,” she said.

Buster was quiet for a long time.                       

“I just really, really miss Che Guevara,” he said.

Alberta put an arm around her friend and instinctively looked at the clock. It was twelve, but neither of them knew whether it was noon or midnight.

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LANDING ZONE / CLAIRE O’BRIEN 2013

                    

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TRUE AFRICAN DANCERS

Ballet dancer strikes a pose outside her home in Khayelitsha, So

I’m an African child

who fights for justice,

who never prays for war,

vocalizing the one language of love.

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I’m an African child
Who dances to the true African music
The world could not be complete without me.
By  Onyekachukwu  Vincent Onyeche
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from “The Weary Blues,” by Langston Hughes:

Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
     I heard a Negro play.
Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
     He did a lazy sway . . .
     He did a lazy sway . . .
To the tune o’ those Weary Blues.
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 He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play.
Go go!
Go Johnny go
Go!
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go!
By Chuck Berry
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While the Black bands sweatin’
And the rhythm rhymes rollin’
Got to give us what we want
Gotta give us what we need
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death
We got to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say
Fight the power[Chorus]
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As the rhythm designed to bounce
What counts is that the rhymes
Designed to fill your mind
Now that you’ve realized the pride’s arrived
We got to pump the stuff to make us tough
from the heart
It’s a start, a work of art
To revolutionize make a change nothin’s strange
People, people we are the same
No we’re not the same
Cause we don’t know the game
What we need is awareness, we can’t get careless
You say what is this?
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My beloved lets get down to business
Mental self defensive fitness
(Yo) bum rush the show
You gotta go for what you know
Make everybody see, in order to fight the powers that be
Lemme hear you say…
Fight the Power!
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R.I.P

   KATHERINE  DUNHAM

MICHAEL  JACKSON

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My life as a colony: a self-portrait in four parts

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PART ONE: THE WORD I GAVE WAS A JOYFUL PRAYER. / CLAIRE O’BRIEN 2014

PART ONE: THE WORD I GAVE / CLAIRE O’BRIEN 2014

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 PART  TWO:  NO ONE WILL EVER BELIEVE YOU / CLAIRE  O’BRIEN 2014

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PART THREE: FUCK YOU

PART THREE: FUCK YOU / CLAIRE O’BRIEN 2014

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PART FOUR: PRESS RELEASE

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 FROM: THE BARBARIANS.

AT:  THE GATES

PART  ONE

  The despised and the crazy, the last secret kings,

the  underground flyers without any wings,

the sidewalk sleepers, dumpster creepers,

desert walkers, subway talkers.

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Some who stink and some who crawl,

the face of God down every hall.

 Perfect boys with basketballs:

radient beauty trampled down

fallen stars upon the ground.

They need to know the world is good :

We’re here to get their childhoods.

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 .Those who work all night for crack

turning tricks across the tracks

kicked like dogs, knocked out and smacked:

We are here to pay them back.

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Mountain  people with no teeth:

Cartoon men of ancient speech

They  have not eaten  for a week.

They don’t demand their equal due.

That’s why we are coming  through

and why we’re headed straight for you.

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PART  TWO

It’s funny how much people hate

to see me standing at the Gates,

presuming  I can give expression

to real,  system-wide oppression.

To them I say,” Well you tell me

why nothing here applies to me.

Why every  fundamental right

applies to everyone  in sight

except for those you single out

as people who just do not count.

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Although the feds made it a crime,

lawyers do it all  the time.

No one has to give a shit

about the bottom of the list:

That is what the bottom’s for –

you’re not a person anymore.

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PART THREE

Some  people learn this  lesson, then live it every day

“No matter what you,  do,  no matter what you say.

No matter if the work you do gets better everyday,

No  matter all the  damage caused  by lies that others  say –

There is nothing  you can do to change the role you play.

We took you down forever, and down is where you’ll  stay.”

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If you don’t see stigma as oppression in every single way

or understand the world I lost, and lose anew each day,

Then consider  four years later, as I hold my breath and pray

for  a few unbroken promises that won’t just fade  away.

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And  let us call out bigotry, for that’s its real name –

 as ugly as it sounds and as worthy of the shame,

as global and destructive as any tyrant’s reign.

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Go all the way to bottom for the new surprise ending.

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the Murphy – Cliffords  decided they might turn down Jasper’s offer of genetically modified seeds and a new experimental growth hormone after all.

“I mean, how big does a squash really have to be ?” demanded Fred rhetorically, as he threw several into a bin,

before stalking off to frost a lemon cake.

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“Not as big as my toy earth mover!!” replied Rob, gazing joyfully upward. “Can I drive them?”

His father briefly considered a two-day bath in the pond for the huge plastic vehicles before rejecting this plan with a thud.

“Let’s  go help Fred frost the cake,” he said.

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  The prospect of cake understandably distracted Rob. It wasn’t until the following Tuesday that  

 

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he noticed that his little orange bouncing ball was gone.

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NOTE: This post was approved for non-classified/public access status by NPhil.36Rice.

Rations and transport privileges:  conditional for Sept. 2013.

Status update:

Information Access – Continue Banned, Level -1

Mobility – Decrease to Level 2/ Guarded.

Status of mobility decrease: Outcome on schedule – NOTE:

 Speciaized spinal treatment must be prevented.

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I’ll be your mirror

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I’ll be your mirror
Lou Reed/The Velvet Underground

 

 

I’ll be your mirror –
Reflect what you are, in case you don’t know.
I’ll be the wind, the rain and the sunset,
The light on your door to show your way home.

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you’re twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands:
‘Cause I see you
I’ll be your mirror

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