Live in the Eagles Ballroom it's aaa ttttttt iiiii a a t i aaaaa t i a a t i a a 1 t 8 iiiii 7 Activist Times, intent. Your fraternal order of comedy, or was that comedic fraternity of order... Hello, I'm prime anarchist, and have we got some stuff for you!!! Now Tommy Hilfiger's "presenting" Lenny Kravitz and Smashmouth too??? Wait. Did I awake to a patron system or what? I know, rather than wasting my precious time living my beliefs, I could just raise half a billion american, (devil-care-how) and spend the rest of my death throwing money at people who seem to be living my lives themselves. I didn't make any paper this year. Yuck. Restroom. Starbucks. Milw. 1st impression. "PLUNGER LOCATED HERE." Paper sign, black magic marker block lettering. Arrow down pointing at a problem solver on a stick. Overall, Starbucks are home to the cleanest nicest most well-tendered bathrooms in the world, huh? ATU, is that teamsters?? It's recent symbol (can you say icon?) is a seal in front of two flags. US -o- Canada. The Amerikan Teamsters Union! Where's Mexico in all this? Need I say the position OR the oriface? I reprint this from Sept '99 Gear and then that's all I got this week: "Patrick (of the band Filter, on his song "Nice Shot.") Says the song was influenced primarily by the 1987 suicide of former Penn. State Treasurer R. Budd Dwyer, who, during a press conference, pulled a .357 cal. magnum from a [manila envelope -- I remember that from live TV] placed the barrel in his mouth and pulled the trigger." Wow, I always WANTED the guy's name ever since I saw that footage. What caliber I never knew or cared. I wanted his name more. Now you know. # prime ps: here's a quickie poem, then the numbers and then the letters, then some stories and stuff, and then as usual, we end with poetry, cause after all is said and done, what's the metaphor, you??? THE EARTH IS MY FIRST MOTHER a prime anarchist poem. I plucked three leaves off an Indoor ivy plant at work today. I'm not too concerned for the Pain I caused. Deal with the other pain I spared For the rest of his life. And what set me off Into Saviour/surgeon/seer mode? I got sick and fucking tired of the fact No one seemed to even notice him Crying... From three-month-old hole-punch marks on Those leaves. RUNNING #'S HAS BEEN OUR FAVORITE POST-TIME SINCE THE 70'S!!! http://www.orn.net/~axels http://www.iskip.com http://www.members.home.net/breitt/current http://YesRudy.com http://RudyYes.com/menu.html http://wrybread.com/WrybreadWriting/notesfromroad/start1.shtml http://www.rasta.cistron.nl/ http://www.etan.org http://singularity.netnerd.net/ http://www.freenet.msp.mn.us/org/stop55/news.htm http://www.nativeamericanmusic.com http://www.alaska.net/~ggano/noframes/ http://easyweb.easynet.co.uk/fraserclark http://iberian.com/gmatter/tapestry http://www.virtualguitarmagazine.com/ http://www.vvm.com/~ctomlin/a61.htm ................................... . . . ATI: Like compost for your mind . . . ................................... SOMETIMES WE GET MORE LETTUCE THAN WE CAN CONSUME, CUT & PASTE OR CONTAIN: Hi, I will be out of the office until September 7th. I'll sort/reply to mail then. Thanks, Scott Marco, Reported in the Boston Glob on Sunday. Newt the G. man asks for divorce. Admits he's diddling a 33 year old assistant and... here's the punch line ...she is reported to bear a striking resemblance to Hillary Clinton. Yikes!!! What twisted perverse pedagogary have we got going here??? Don to ati@etext.org The North American Registry of Who's Who Among Successful African Americans cordially invites you for inclusion in the upcoming 1998-99 edition of our publication. This invitation has resulted from you being featured in some publication, Radio or TV appearance or involvement in a community, civic or religious activity... [ed note: my ability to pass and my whole life's thus far dancing as a "white person" leaves me "undesirous" of your award, thanks anyways. Does the offer stand for others, say if Monique hires a black woman or man to write sports?] (...and we prolly shoulda put this in the "press release section, but here...) Scene Magazine, September, 1999: "DAY TRIPPING: WARP COMBINES A 24 HOUR PLAY AND RAVE. PARTY ON! Is there more to clubbing than whizzing off your tits to 'Music Is The Answer' at Gatecrasher? The Warp team thinks so. The Warp marries a 24 hour play about a guy called Neil Oram with a 24 hour rave featuring every type of music from jungle to trance. Now, a play about some bloke's life may not sound appealing, but you've never met anyone like Oram, a mechanic who was encouraged to write his story after he was 'discovered' by '60s theatre director Ken Campbell. The marathon play, this time around directed by Campbell's daughter Daisy, has been dubbed "the hippy Hamlet" and it's easy to see why. Oram claimed to have met angels. a man who could be in two places at once and the great god pan, on Princes Street, Edinburgh. He is now reputed to be living in master of the occult Alisteir Crowley's cottage at Loch Ness. With five wives. Still sounds like twaddle? The 1,100 goggle-eyed ravers who turned up to the opening show in May at the Drome in London beg to differ. "There's supposed to be some guy who's lost his name wandering around South London, just jabbering about The Warp" laughs promoter Fraser Clark, best known for Megatripolis, which dominated Thursday nights in London for several years. "The Warp is an incredible play. I've always thought it was perfect for clubbing. Because you can just pop in and out. There's no other play like it. Today's rave generation don't understand what excited the hippies in the '60s. They weren't just running around smoking pot." //YOU Media Department. http://easyweb.easynet.co.uk/fraserclark [ibid?] Dear literary enthusiasts, The new issue of Gray Matter Tapestry is online at: http://iberian.com/gmatter/tapestry/ Please drop by for some really good poetry. -gmt- Help us ! Come to http://www.internet-police.da.ru [ed note: always happy to try, I think we're too late though. R U OK?] Thanks Marco, I appreciate any comments or advise about my page!! Did you think it was wierd? Alot of people think it is, but its not meant to be taken seriously :) I put alot of work into it! Visit often, and sign my book if you like! ~kimmy to ati@etext.org Is Victoria's Secret really that the company is owned and operated by a man named Victor? Yes, mayhaps you've been working for a guy all along, you believe in a guy, when you thought... [ed note: we'll get right on that. oh, and... "mayhaps?" mayhaps???] Dear ATI Do you think Prime Anarchist has ever ghostwritten anything famous looking? Vincent (904) [he has NOT written for David Letterman, the Beatles or Matt Drudge if that helps] ................................... . . . ATI: Like compost for your mind . . . ................................... ...the rag read round the world... ................................... . . . ATI: Like compost for your mind . . . ................................... PRESS RELEASE: Tickets Go On-Sale Friday, August 20th FOR THE SECOND ANNUAL NATIVE AMERICAN MUSIC AWARDS SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 6TH AT ALBUQUERQUE'S POPEJOY HALL VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE ARTISTS AT: www.nativeamericanmusic.com You Ever Get The Feeling You're In James Merrill's Place a poem by Marco Capelli You ever get the feeling you're In James Merrill's place? Chopin Mazurkas and Scriabin on an Upright piano. A Walden Pond tree-leaf Framed on the wall behind upright. "Being Peace" and a picture in a Handful of rooms. Actual plants. Actual feathers. ALL OVER THE PLACE. Mentadent, mustard and blackstrap Molasses - One'd think s/he were in James Merrill's place. Close, but no. Close. Your hosts for the evening are Antler and Jeff. ...One more? Just cut the power if you want me to jump offstage... (or you could say "one more.") ...that's it... Fake Cherrywood Starbucks Table. a poem by Marco Capelli "and you're proactive, so..." she smiles, moving both arms around trying to get the other patron to understand her meaning. Proactive, there's that word again. They drove the woman next to me away, these proactive people -=- -=- their complexes And their grounding philosophies, their psycho Job market. I never got her name, this woman next to me - Preparing for her MD exam, but she didn't make it Outa here without us Sharing a laugh. She's gathering up her books and Belongings, shaking her head, smiling a little My way, giving out a quiet yiddish "tsch, tsch..." That I guess I'm the only response for. I lean her way, smile for her alone, And whisper, "you know, the word 'proactive's' bugged the shit out of me from the first day I ever heard it." Giggles and guffaws. I cracked her up. I think she knows how I mean. Usually the user of a word Such as "proactive," Isn't going to get a thing done except three Levels of paperwork shuffled around, shredded, and/or started. Making a gorgious intern dressed all in black Laugh here in a Starbucks. Wow. For me, a first. milwaukee. summer:1999 ============================ =take a gripe/leave a gripe= = ati@etext.org = ============================ zine's website? http://www.thepentagon.com/primeanarchist backissues? http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/cygnus.html As usual, we end with a pome. this one's by Shayna Plaut and it's called "Flipside." I, gave up, my poetry, for revolutionary causes I gave up my poetry on revolutionary causes I thought the blood of the revolution ran too thick for my anemic pen my hand inadequate at drawing the words for La Causa I gave up my revolutionary causes for my poetry and realized the two were the same.