BIPOLAR NETRING
|
|
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
??????????????????
Can you cry under water?
How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?
Why do you have to 'put your two cents in'.. But it's only a 'penny for your thoughts'? Where's that extra penny going to?
Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?
Why does a round pizza come in a square box?
What disease did cured ham actually have?
How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?
Why is it that people say they 'slept like a baby' when babies wake up like every two hours?
If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?
Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV?
Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?
Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to see you naked anyway.
Why is 'bra' singular and 'panties' plural?
Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?
If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him?
Can a hearse carrying a corpse drive in the carpool lane ?
If the professor on Gilligan's
Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!
If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?
If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?
If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?
Do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?
Why did you just try singing the two songs above?
Why do they call it an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it's in your butt?
Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?
Do you ever wonder why you gave out your e-mail address in the first place?
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Oh, but Rev. Wright is the flake???
Wright and Obama are vilified, but white ministers, and McBush who actively sought their endorsements, get a pass. Go figure.
Who's to blame for 9/11: It's what we deserve!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Sharing with you an artist I love.
Paul Cadmus (1904-1999), homosexual. Read about him here. Or, just enjoy the following sample.












Sunday, April 13, 2008
Little Joe


I remember in 1968 when Andy Warhol's/Paul Morrissey's Heat hit the art houses, the only venue for indies in those days. This movie showed us a New York that wasn't imaged in standard motion pictures nor in such bottom dwellers like Midnight Cowboy. Rather--and as I was to learn later, during the year I lived there--Warhol showed us the litter festooned, money struggling world of most New Yorkers. Warhol's Factory gathered together an eclectic, fluid milieu of artists, cross-dressers, wealthy investors, hustlers, musicians, and drug dealers.
You have to bear in mind that though the early 60's opened the door to the explicit mentioning of homosexuality and lesbianism, gays were always shown as freaks (Boys in the Band) who met with bad endings (Advise and Consent). Or they were turned straight (Tea and Sympathy). Even after Stonewall, even now in too many straight movies, homosexuals have been shown as, or made to seem, outsiders, creatures whose purpose is to accentuate heterosexuals' masculinity and normality. How many movies today glibly throw out the word faggot, when none would say nigger, except coming from obvious screen racists?
Warhol's cinema world was very far from that in Leave it to Beaver. Not just the people and relationships were different, but the physical world was not sanitized. The everyday world has a seedy, sordid appearance. But unlike cine noir, Warhol's raw naturalism was oddly upbeat without being sappy. This was outrageous to conservative folk. Also, Warhol's themes and depictions--cross-dressing, hustling, heroin use, flagrant nudity--were massively controversial.
However, what Warhol's three great movies--Heat, Trash, and Flesh--did for us in the mid-West was to open the door to the unnamed we felt within us and witnessed in still-hidden refuges. And it all was blatantly, materially out in the open. Joe Dallesandro, The Factory's icon of masculine perfection and taint, whose failures weren't bi-sexual but, rather, heterosexual, became an image never before seen by the queer masses--a gorgeous stud who was fully accessible. We queers no longer had to moon over big name straights who we knew were not, in reality, gay friendly. Joe was easily omi-sexual on screen and friendly off. We all knew he was straight, yet he courted a gay fan base. (Remember, the only gay actors we knew of were like Rock Hudson--not really human--just rumors.)
And he was just too fucking stellar, romping around in the nude, showing a hard-on (Heat), vulnerable (Trash), commanding (Flesh), and available for $20. He could be the quintessential tool who didn't care, who had something outside the existing definitions which remained innocent. Dellasandro was whomever I wanted him to represent. I was a teenager, and Dallesandro's three films (there were others) exploded my conception of sexual and class freedom. These three Dallesandro films had an enduring influence upon me, rather than being passing fancies. Also, these movies' low budget successes opened my eyes to what can be imagined and conceived off the cuff.




