Going Rogue

Winter in America: Democracy Gone Rogue


by: Henry A. Giroux,
t r u t h o u t | Op-Ed
March 4, 2010

The absolute ... spells doom to everyone when it is introduced into the political realm.
- Hannah Arendt [1] 

Democracy in the United States is experiencing both a crisis of meaning and a legitimation crisis. As the promise of an aspiring democracy is sacrificed more and more to corporate and military interests, democratic spheres have largely been commercialized and democratic practices have been reduced to market relations, stripped of their worth and subject to the narrow logics of commodification and profit making. Empowerment has little to do with providing people with the knowledge, skills, and power to shape the forces and institutions that bear down on their lives and is now largely defined as under the rubric of being a savvy consumer. When not equated with the free market capitalism, democracy is reduced to the empty rituals of elections largely shaped by corporate money and indifferent to relations of power that make a mockery out of equality, democratic participation and collective deliberation.

The undoing of democracy as a substantive ideal is most visible in the illegal legalities perpetuated by the Bush-Cheney regime and reproduced under the presidency of Barack Obama that extend from the use of military commissions, the policy of indefinite detention, suppressing evidence of torture, maintaining secret and illegal prisons in Afghanistan to the refusal to prosecute former high-level government officials who sanctioned acts of torture and other violations of human rights. As part of the crisis of legitimation, democracy's undoing can be seen in the anti-democratic nature of governance that has increasingly shaped domestic and foreign policy in the United States, policies that have been well documented by a number of writers extending from Noam Chomsky to Chris Hedges. What is often missed is how such anti-democratic forces work at home in ways that are less visible and when they are visible seem to become easily normalized, removed from any criticism as they settle into that ideological fog called common sense.

If the first rule of politics is to make power invisible, the second rule is to devalue critical thought by relieving people of the necessity to think critically and hold power accountable. And always in the name of common sense. Under the rubric of common sense, democracy is now used to invoke rationalizations for invading other countries, bailing out the rich and sanctioning the emergence of a national security state that increasingly criminalizes the social relations and behaviors that characterize those most excluded from what might be called the consumer- and celebrity-laden dreamworlds of a market-driven society. As democracy is removed from relations of equality, justice and freedom, it undergoes a legitimation crisis as it is transformed from a mode of politics that subverts authoritarian tendencies to one that reproduces them. Used to gift wrap the interests and values of an authoritarian culture, the rhetoric of democracy is now invoked to legitimate its opposite, a discourse of security and a culture of fear enlisted by pundits and other anti-public intellectuals as all-embracing registers for mobilizing a rampant nationalism, hatred of immigrants and a bunker politics organized around an "us" versus "them" mentality. When tied to the discourse of democracy, such practices seem beyond criticism, part of a center-right mentality that views such policies as natural and God-given - beyond ethical and political reproach.

As the country undermines its own democratic values, violence and anti-democratic practices become institutionalized throughout American culture, their aftershocks barely noticed, testifying to how normalized they have become. For instance, one major report indicated recently that more "than 60 percent of children were exposed to violence within the past year ... [with] nearly half of adolescents surveyed ... assaulted at least once in the previous year [and] one-quarter had witnessed an act of violence."[2] In one week, the media reported on a 12-year-old student who was arrested for doodling on her desk at school. Her teacher thought it was a criminal act and called the New York City police who promptly handcuffed her and took her to the local police station.[3] In Montgomery, Maryland, a 13-year-old student at Roberto Clement Middle Schools was taken out of class by security officers after she refused to recite the Pledge of Allegiance.[4]  The mainstream media provide glimpses of such assaults, but rarely are they analyzed within a broader political and social context that highlights the political and economic conditions that make them possible. For instance, such assaults say nothing about the increasing militarization of public schools, the right-wing attempts to defund them so they can be privatized, the rampant inequality that approximates a form of class warfare, or the racism often at the heart of such practices.[5] 

Such actions are now normalized within the discourse of a bunker politics fueled by both the increasing militarization of all levels of society and legitimated further through a harsh and cruel notion of economic Darwinism. There are no shades of gray in this militarized discourse, no room for uncertainty, thoughtfulness or dialogue, since this view of engagement is modeled on notions of war, battle, winning at all costs and eliminating the enemy. Complex understanding is banished under the call for thoughtless, one-size-fits-all zero-tolerance policies in schools, intelligence is now quantified using formulas that may be useful for measuring the heights of trees but little else, and teachers are deskilled through the widespread adoption of both a governing-through-crime pedagogy and an equally debilitating pedagogy of high-stakes testing. Resentment builds as social services either collapse or are stretched to the limit at a time when over 17 million people are unemployed and over "91.6 million people - more than 30 percent of the entire population - fell below 200 percent of the federal poverty line.".[6]  Emerging out of this void and shaping a more militaristic anti-politics are the anti-public intellectuals and their corporate sponsors, eager to fill the air with populist anger by supporting right-wing groups, Sarah Palin types, Glenn Beck clones and self-styled patriots that bear an eerie resemblance to the beliefs and violent politics of the late Timothy McVeigh, who bombed a federal building in Oklahoma in 1995.[7]

This emerging conglomerate and diverse group of anti-public intellectuals, political pundits, populist agitators expresses a deep-seated hatred for government (often labeled as either socialist or fascist), progressive politics, and the notion that everyone should have access to a quality education, decent health care, employment and other public services. Under such circumstances, it is not surprising that Sarah Palin in addressing the recent National Tea Party Convention stated "I will live, I will die for the people of America, whatever I can do to help." Surely, these words leave little ambiguity for members of the John Birch Society, right-wing militia groups, Oath Keepers white supremacists, and other armed anti-government groups that appear to be growing in numbers and influence under the Obama presidency. But while these lines received much attention from the dominant media, the more telling comment took place when Palin offered the Tea Party audience lines she lifted from one of the more fascistic films released by Hollywood in the last decade, "Fight Club." 

Inhabiting the character of a self-styled, pathologically violent maverick, Tyler Durden (played by Brad Pitt), whose misogyny is matched by his willingness to engage in acts of militia-inspired terrorism, Palin unabashedly mimics one of Tyler's now famous wisecracks in attacking Obama's clever rhetoric with the line, "How's that hopey, changey stuff working out for ya?"[8]  Going rogue in this context suggests more than a compensatory quip for any kind of sustained analysis; instead it offers a seductive populist reference to lawless violence.

This somewhat confused but reckless appropriation of the discourse of glamorized violence suggests the not-so-subtle ways in which violence has become the framing mechanism for engaging in almost any mode of politics. Under such circumstances, politics shares an ignoble connection to a kind of soft terrorism, a kind of symbolic violence blatantly tied to the pathologies of corporate corruption, state-sanctioned brutality and authoritarian modes of engagement.

As violence and politics merge, the militarization, disciplining and oppressive regulation of American society continue, often legitimated by a popular culture in which the spectacles of celebrity idiocy and violence become the only stimuli left to shock people out of their boredom or offer them an outlet for their anger. But they continue in ways that seem incidental rather than connected, diffused of its real meaning and abstracted from the politics that informs it - hence, it slips into a kind of invisibility, wrapped in the logic of common sense. Under its common-sense rubric, homelessness and poverty are now criminalized, schools are dominated by zero-tolerance policies that turn public schools into a low-intensity war zone, school lockdowns are the new fire drills, the welfare state morphs into the warfare state, and university research is increasingly funded by the military and designed for military and surveillance purposes. 

In one of the more frightening examples of the militarization of American society, David Price has brilliantly documented how government intelligence agencies are now placing "unidentified students with undisclosed links to intelligence agencies into university classrooms ... and has gone further ... than any previous intelligence initiative since World War Two. Yet, the program spreads with little public notice, media coverage or coordinated multicampus resistance."[9] 

Is it any wonder that when intellectuals in the social sciences and medical fields assist in the illegal torture of "enemy combatants" or embed themselves in military-sponsored counter-insurgency campaigns, such practices rarely get the critical attention they deserve. All too often, the blathering disciples of common sense tell us that politics is rooted in natural laws, unhampered by critical thought. Such appeals to common sense suggest that thinking is at odds with politics, and its hidden order of politics is hateful of those public spaces where speaking and acting human beings actually engage in critical dialogue, exercise discriminating judgments, and address important social problems. 

Common sense is in effect an anti-politics because it removes questions of agency, governance and critical thought from politics itself. As part of the logic of common sense, scapegoating rhetoric replaces the civic imagination, and a brutalizing, calculating culture of fear, demonization and criminalization replaces judgment, emptying politics of all substantive meaning. In this discourse, there are no social problems, only individual failings. Poverty, inadequate health care, soaring public debt, the bailout of corrupt financial institutions, the prison binge, the destruction of public and higher education cannot be addressed by the logic of common sense, because such issues point to broad, complex considerations that demand a certain amount of understanding, literacy and a sense of political and moral responsibility - all enemies of the anti-public intellectuals who wrap themselves in the populist appeal to a know-nothing common sense. 

Common sense makes human beings superfluous, depoliticizes politics and transforms human beings into the living dead, unable to recognize "that politics requires judgment, artful diplomacy, and judicious discrimination."[10] Common sense occupies the antithesis of Hannah Arendt's insistence that debate constitutes the very essence of political life."[11] This is the central message of Fox News, Glenn Beck and other right fundamentalists who live in circles of certainty and reject any real attempt at debate, persuasion and deliberation as the essence of politics. Their populist appeal to common sense to justify their various views of the world rejects enlarged ways of thinking, thoughtfulness and the exercise of critical judgment. Such a discourse creates a zombie politics in which deliberation is blocked and the ethos of democracy is stripped of any meaning.

A zombie politics enmeshed in the production of organized violence, surveillance, market-driven corruption and control, buttressed by an appeal to common sense, blocks the path to open inquiry. War not only becomes normalized under such circumstances, it becomes a defining force in shaping all aspects of society, including its use of science and technology. Put differently, as warlike values become more prevalent in American society, science and technology are increasingly being harnessed in the interest of militarized and commercialized values and applications. For example, the defense industries are developing drone aircraft that can be used to deliver high-tech violence not only abroad but also at home. Unmanned drones fitted with surveillance cameras will soon be used to monitor demonstrations. 

As the technology becomes more advanced, the drones will be mounted with taser guns, rubber bullets and other non-lethal weaponry in order to contain allegedly unruly individuals and crowds.[12] High-tech weapons have already been used on American protests and as the state relies more and more on military values, money and influence to shape its most basic institutions, the use of organized violence against civilians will become more commonplace. For instance, at the 2009 G20 summit of world leaders, democracy took a hit as the Pittsburgh police used sonic canons against protesters.[13] These high-tech weapons were used previously by the US military against Somali pirates and Iraqi insurgents and create sounds loud enough to damage eardrums and potentially produce fatal aneurysms. In public schools, surveillance has become so widespread that one school in Rosemont, Pennsylvania, issued over 1,800 laptops to high school students and then used the Webcams fitted on the computers to spy on students. The mainstream media hardly blinked and the public yawned.

Common sense may be good or bad in terms of its value, but in all cases it is unreflective sense and as such shortcuts the types of critical inquiry fundamental to an engaged public and an aspiring society. Surely, common sense is of little help in explaining the existence of brain research that is now being used to understand and influence how people respond to diverse sales and political pitches. Nor does it explain why there is not a huge public outcry over the emergence of a field such as neuromarketing, designed by politicians and corporations, who are "using MRIs, EEGs, and other brain-scan and medical technology to craft irresistible media messages designed to shift buying habits, political beliefs and voting patterns."[14]  Nor does it explain the politics or the lack of public resistance to food industries using the new media to market junk food to children. Zombie politics loves to depoliticize any vestige of individual agency and will. How else to explain a story by New York Times writer Nicholas D. Kristof, who incredulously legitimates the notion that political judgments are primarily the result of how our brains are hard-wired. This is the ultimate expression of anti-politics, in which matters of agency are now removed from any sense of responsibility, relegated to the brave new world of genetic determinism.

Under such circumstances, memory is lost, history is erased, knowledge becomes militarized and education becomes more of a tool of domination rather than empowerment. One result is not merely a collective ignorance over the meaning, nature and possibilities of politics, but a disdain for democracy itself that provides the condition for a lethal combination of political apathy and cynicism on the one hand and a populist anger and an ethical hardening of the culture on the other. Symbolic and real violence are now the defining features of American society. Instead of appealing to the principles of social justice, moral responsibility and civic courage, the anti-public intellectuals and the market-driven institutions that support them laud common sense. What they don't mention is that underlying such appeals is a hatred not merely for government, but for democracy itself. The rage will continue and the flirtations with violence will mount. Going rogue is now a metaphor for the death of democratic values and support for modes of symbolic and potentially real violence in which all vestiges of thought, self-reflection and dialogue are destroyed. Hopefully, the voices of reason and justice will recognize how serious this threat to democracy really is and when they do, they will surely understand what Gil Scott-Heron meant when he talked about winter in America.

Notes:
[1]  Hannah Arendt, "On Revolution" (New York: Viking, 1963), p. 79.
[2] Editorial, "Violence in the Lives of Children and Youth," The Child Indicator, 10: 1 (Winter 2010), p. 1.
[3]  Jenna Johnson, "Pledge of Allegiance dispute results in Md. teacher having to apologize," The Washington Post, (February 24, 2010), p. B01.
[4]  Liliana Segura, "Arrested for Doodling on a Desk? "Zero Tolerance" at Schools Is Going Way Too Far," AlterNet, (February 27, 2010).
[5]  I have taken this issue up in great detail in Henry A. Giroux, "Youth in a Suspect Society: Democracy or Disposability?" (New York: Palgrave Macmillan, 2009).
[6]  Bob Herbert, "They Still Don't Get It," New York Times (January 23, 2010), p. A21.
[7]  Frank Rich, "The Axis of the Obsessed and the Deranged," The New York Times, (February, 28, 2010), p. WK10.
[8]  Cited in Kathleen Hennessy, "Sarah Palin to Tea Party Convention: 'This is about the people.'" Los Angeles Times (February 7, 2010).
[9]  David Price, "How the CIA is Welcoming Itself Back Onto American University Campuses," CounterPunch 17:2 (January 16-21, 2010), p. 1.
[10]  Richard J. Bernstein, "The Abuse of Evil: The Corruption of Politics and Religion Since 9/11," (Polity Press, 2005) pp. 1-124.
[11] Hannah Arendt, Between Past and Future (New York, Penguin Books, 1977), p. 72.
[12]  Paul Joseph Watson, "Surveillance Drones to Zap Protesters Into Submission," Prison Planet (February 12, 2010). For an excellent source on how the robotic revolution is being used to transform the nature of war, see P.W. Singer, Wired for War: The Robotic Revolution and Conflict in the 21st Century (New York: Penguin Press, 2009).
[13] News Blog, "G20 Protesters Blasted by Sonic Cannon," The Guardian (September 25, 2009).
[14] (See, for example, Rinaldo Brutoco and Madeleine Austin, "'Spellcasters': The Hunt for the 'Buy Button' in Your Brain", TruthOut, (January 10, 2010).

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Small speck of something

A little while ago, I was drinking from a glass of water, and noticed a small speck of something floating in it that looked much as a piece of cracker would look if it were that small.

Sts. Peter and Paul in Tacoma, WA

Sts. Peter and Paul is a Polish parish in Tacoma, WA. I went to a mass last Sunday. I am not catholic, or Polish, or even religious, but I did want to check out the cultural values and traditions at this site, and see the insides of the church.

The English mass is at 9:00 and the Polish mass is at 11:00. I went to the Polish mass, because I want to practice hearing Polish. I studied Polish in the Army Language School back in the 60's, to become a language "specialist", even though I never became a super-linguist. I can read a Polish newspaper or simple book, and I can pronounce pretty well, but understanding spoken Polish on the spot is more challenging for me.

This church is well cared for. Once inside, the first thing I admired were the stained-glass windows. I'm guessing that maybe these windows predate the existing building, and were originally in some other structure, e.g., the old building nearby which apparently serves as a church-hall. (That building still has the original cornerstones, proving that this is a long-standing Polish community.)


It seemed like the mass was very traditional. It proceeded very formally and no-nonsense, though, predictably, I could not understand much of what was said. Only a couple of times I heard the words "na wieki", and a few numbers that were apparently dates that the priest was citing in announcements. Other than that, you could have told me it was English spoken backwards and I would have believed you. I'm so gullible.

There were no books in the pews to follow the liturgy, but there were hymnals provided, with the words only, so I did my best to sing along with the hymns. My vocal powers in this scenario are pretty weak. I have played in Polish masses and concerts back in Buffalo, and I have especially good memories of playing concerts of Polish and other European choral music under the baton of Tom Witakowski, a professor of music at Buffalo State College. So it's embarrassing that I can't sing very well.

Once the parishioners departed I was able to take some pictures as mementos. It was serendipitous that the weather brightened up just as the mass ended. In fact, it was a balmy 56 degrees outside and when the sun is shining in Tacoma this feels warm.

The hills in Tacoma are high, like San Francisco. Outside the church and up a short block, the street ends, and there is a old cement staircase rising up a high hill, which looks to me like it should lead to some outdoor shrine. But once at the top, there is only an abandoned school building.

A Digression

Although I am not religious, I am aware that the Polish Catholic church played a significant role in ending Communist domination in Poland. And I remember also that Catholic priests and nuns in Latin America gave their lives for the cause of social justice.

That is why I am particularly disturbed by the spread of right-wing extremism in the Catholic church.

For decades, the Catholic Campaign for Human Development (CCHD) has worked to empower people in low-income communities. Despite CCHD's successes, the Catholic Right is now trying to discredit the program and take away its funding. Just last week, a coalition of anti-social justice groups launched a petition campaign calling on the U.S. Catholic Bishops to suspend all national CCHD grants.

Right-wing propaganda is spreading lies at an alarming rate, and not just within the Catholic Church. Recently, I learned of an upcoming "History Channel" show on the Kennedys that grossly distorts history with the intent of trashing the Kennedys and their Catholic faith.

Words matter, and so does history. It is this type of media hate-mongering that lead to the slaughter in Rwanda, and it can happen in this country too.

Przezi?bi?em si?

Przezi?bi?em si?. Ale to by?o dawno temu. Kiedy jeste? m?ody, to si? dzieje bardzo cz?sto, zw?aszcza kiedy ?yje si? na zimnym terenie, jak w Detroit, gdzie ja wyros?em, --- czy w Buffalo, gdzie mieszka?em przez trzydzie??i lat, prawie po?ow? mojego ?ycia -- d?u?ej ni? w ?adnym innym mie?cie.

Ale teraz ja nigdy nie przezi?buj? si?, -- tylko zostaj? od dnia na dzien troszeczk? starszy, i od czasu do csasu bardziej zm?czony.

?ona wk?ada du?? nadziej? we wnuków i wnuczki, i ja przyznaj?, i? to dobry pomys?. ?ona równie? dba o wszystko, je?eli chodzi o rodzin? i przyjació? -- ona wierzy w odwiedzenie wszystkich krewnych, -- jak na przyk?ad mojej matki, ktora ma 94 lat. Na tym ?ona ma racj?, ja przyznaj?.

Czasami ludzi nie wierz? w odwiedzenie krewnych. I zdaje mi si?, ?e taci ludzi cz?sto myl? si?.

Ona lubi podró?owa?. I my w?drujemy razem.

?ona zawsze ma racj?, i ja zawsze chodz? za nj?, -- jestem zwolennikiem jej. Najcz?sciej.

New Year's Message

As of New Year's, we had turned a corner. Christmas was over. Some of my gifts went over well, others not so well. The card on the left I made for my wife. This was the only Christmas gift that I made myself, from my own mind. Originally I thought it was going to be the Christian fish symbol, but then I digressed from there.

My wife gave me a new capuccino steaming cup, which works a lot better than the last one. I remember my brother gave us our first espresso maker back in the 90's, and it took us three years before I figured out how to use it. Helps to have capuccino around in good times and bad. Like the Beatle lyric, it takes a sad song and makes it better.

In that spirit, here's a little Violin Duet of Mozart (Violin Duo 11 from KV Anh. 152/153) that I offer as a New Year's tune. This is by far the most demanding home-recording project I have worked on to date.

I hope that you may find some enjoyment despite and along with the human imperfections -- or, as Dylan said, "And if you see vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme, to your tambourine in time, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a ragged clown behind, it's just a shadow that you're seeing that he's chasing."

Note that in the final bar I removed the G (the dominant 7th) from the first violin part. The G and the lower E, when played together, sounded out of tune, even though each note sounded in tune when played alone.

Has anybody had that problem?

Wedding Music - Eclectic

This has to do with the music at a particular wedding -- my daughter's. I've spent a lot of time responding to opinions or answering people's questions about the wedding music, and now I've decided that I want to tell the narrative of how we did it.

"the musicians ... expressed their appreciation."

Susan booked the music for the reception, and I was in charge of the ceremony music. The added challenge for both Susan and me was that we lived on the West Coast and the wedding was to take place in Buffalo, NY.

The groom was from Puerto Rico, and the ceremony was to be bilingual, at a Catholic church with a large Puerto Rican membership.

Susan decided to use bagpipes to lead the processional. Since Salsa music was planned for the reception, this was to represent Susan's Celtic ancestry.

Let me say that this is something I didn't need to be talked into. As a musician, I am entranced by the spell-binding thrill of bagpipes, with their otherworldly, mixolydian sound. Susan decided that there would be no prelude music, so that the processional would be more dramatic after the silence. I think this was a good instinct. She also wanted Irish drums, but the piper resisted this idea, so it was dropped.

That didn't matter, because there was no need for drums. The piper was very talented, and a multi-instrumentalist as well. During the ceremony he also played a cello solo from a Bach partita. His presence really enhanced the ceremony. All the musicians who were there expressed their appreciation.

I am glad that I was able to locate the right musician and help plan the music. I am also glad we chose to have bagpipes. Of course, this has been done at many weddings, but not often enough to be a fad. They lent a real pizazz to the ceremony.

So all went well. A couple of months later, we did hear a rather disparaging remark about bagpipes, in reference to Susan and Pedro's wedding. It turned out that the person who made the remark had not been at the wedding. But he took strong exception to the presence of bagpipes at any wedding ceremony, ever.  He is not a musician.

Remembering Marek Edelman - Tough, courageous ghetto fighter dead at 87

Robert Strybel, Warsaw Correspondent

Marek Edelman, the last surviving leader of the 1943 Warsaw Jewish Ghetto Uprising recently died in his Warsaw home at the age of 87. A supporter of the Bund (Jewish socialist party), during the Nazi German occupation of Poland, he helped set up the leftist Jewish Combat Organization (Zydowska Organizacja Bojowa).

Following the suicide of its commander Mordechai Anielewicz, Edelman took over the command. He survived the crushing of the ill-fated rising and the liquidation of the Warsaw Ghetto, which the Germans reduced to rubble. After his escape, he joined the underground Home Army (Armia Krajowa) and the following year fought in and also survived the Warsaw Uprising.

Since he had been born in Homel, Poland (now Belarus), located in the one-half of Poland annexed by Stalin and never returned, after the war Edelman gave his place of birth as Warsaw to avoid being sent to the USSR. He studied medicine, became a medical doctor and spent most of his life in the central city of Lodz.

Although communist Poland claimed to be building socialism, of which Edelman had been a life-long advocate, he soon became disillusioned with life in a totalitarian state. When most of Poland's surviving Jews left the country in the wake of the communist party's 1968 anti-Semitic purge, Edelman stayed put. "Nobody is going to tell me what to do or where to go,"

Proof of Citizenship

Who said I wasn't born?

(But I'll be lucky if I figure this out while I'm still alive.)

Detroit City

I came from Detroit City,
Who knows where I'm bound,
Devonshire,
Is the name of a street in my town,
My wardrobe it was simple,
My wardrobe it was green,
I had joined the Army,
But never gave up on a dream.

When I finally got back to,
The place where I came from,
They said that they would not hire,
I started to feel like a bum,
Some strangers tried to help me,
They offered me advice,
It only took that moment,
For me to slip on the ice.

Well my friend worked at a graveyard,
He dug with a shovel and spade,
Many is the poor soul,
That in the ground he laid.
But the weather's always changing,
And it's hard to close your eyes,
To the light that shines upon you,
Or the clouds in the skies.

Well my head reads like a textbook,
With all the problems inside.
File through my pages,
I've got nothing to hide.
This wind just keeps on howling,
Some day it's gonna blow them along,
Cat's outside screamin',
I hope that I finish this song.

Salsa Reception

"Previously unreleased" footage from the wedding.

Everybody had a good time. The music was enjoyable.

Though not pictured, I was on the floor. I must've looked odd, though, because some people tried to coach me. So I gave it up: It's not worth the embarassment.

I loved the other dancers, however.

For the father and bride dance, Uncle B. did a nice rendering of a Dylan ballad which I wish I had recorded.

Better Keep Working

M.E. has said that she never knew that I drew pictures. To me, that's like someone saying they never knew that I played the violin. Art is supposed to be part of my identity.

True, I haven't kept up with it like I "should" have; I don't have a workshop..I just dabble in it. I'm really an amateur.

But amateurs can do stuff.

This picture is dealing with the decorative triangles that I have been interested in. What started as a triangulated stovepipe on the left emerged as a faux-exotic column with striped crown.

I seem to be avoiding a deeper impulse that has been stifled or perhaps has lost its significance.

If I practice more, will I get better? Years ago, one teacher, looking at my gimmicky imagery, said that it was going to be a "struggle".

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