Was on TV briefly thanks to David C. Barnett’s warehouse segment on NPR/WVIZ’s IDEAS show last Friday.
The 5 minute segment starts around 14:20 in the link below, and I have a minute 17 seconds of face time for illegally living in a downtown warehouse from 1981 to 85. I bookend the segment at 14:50-15:25 and 18:38-19:20, so I’ve still got 13+ minutes of Warholian fame ahead of me.
I see from the video that I walk funny (possibly due to artificial hip and talking sideways while walking) and I look old (possibly due to being 70), but it was worth it for my “This is my Paris” ending comment as I point up to the 4th floor of the Bradley Building warehouse on the corner of West 6th and Lakeside.
It was interesting seeing myself from outside myself. I look friendly.
Unfortunately my first TV appearance is in the same program that features right-wing Ohio Governor and failed Republican Presidential candidate John Kasich, a man who takes from the poor, poisons the unfortunate with fracking waste, and sucks up to the rich. I don’t believe in heaven or hell, but folk like him make me hope I’m wrong.
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They Best Stop Eating Our Cake
I need a poem
a major po em.
Well, Edgar Poe was an am
and a major is is he.
No slasher or splatterer be
but slow terror-ier of the seen.
Darkness is before the light
but darkness is, light or night.
Back then horror came from thought
now fear’s from sick social naught
From whites who hate and fear the black
from rich who feed in front of lack
From wanting more than arm can hold
form worshiping the weight of gold.
Sick flux flowing over us
as we’re thrown under the bus
By the rich encrusting top
whose greedy gulping never stops
Who shat wherever they do sit
and order us to clean up it.
But who will clean the streets of blood
when with force we clean the hood?
I leave you in this minor key
their lie will die, or learn to see.
– Smith, 5.17.2016
