Hate to repeat myself, but, this is the world I live in.
One thing liberals and conservatives agree upon, it’s the need to drive the rest of the planet’s lifeforms to extinction in order to please humankind’s every appetite and whim. They don’t seem to ever find this common ground, though, when you get them in a room together…
Went to visit the Dead Center at McHenry Library, UCSC, the other day, and was bedazzled by the print media shown there, which included old Rolling Stone issues (just as vapid as now only in a different way, a consequence of reliance on secondary sources) as well as Furry Freak Brothers and Zap, and the journal of the Diggers:
Now this is what I call relevant writing from the summer of love! In the Diggers’ magazine from 1968 I found an article that really touched my soul as an avid collector of and despairer over garbage: “Garbage or Nothing.” Turns out it’s online right here, so my photo was useless. The argumentation is definitely in a poetic vein, but the message is right on. Who’s going to collect the garbage?
Those of you who insist on focusing your call-out culture on exclusion, representation, etc., without ever coming finally around to a practical discussion of and action on behalf of CLASS, the existence of this article and persistence of its problem are my challenge to you!
The young people want no part of [the problem of garbage], what with garbage their natural matrix and medium … Produce it? Collect it? They want to fuck in it!
Sounds like the line for the Genius Bar, the spectral trash heap of Snapchat exhaust! Turns out that environment wasn’t just Joni Mitchell’s thing. Here we have an article about how consumption was then and now visibly remains the axis of determination for class: the consumer class into which workers, owners, students, the incarcerated, the elderly, are all forcing themselves and from which we have to free ourselves in order for our movements for social and environmental justice to ever really gain traction in western society. At the time of publication, the movement in question seemed to be the famous sexual one. Now it’s the famous representation one, or whichever totally off-mark and irrelevant clicktivist movement one should like to choose before the militarized cops and the student loan companies crush it.
The article’s logic is ropy in places, and conversely needs a guide to really explain what people talked about then and what it has to do with the words used therein, but it’s still relevant as ever. Check it out!
Don’t forget to consume responsibly!
Once again some comics from a never-finished zine circa 2014. I think the only ones I had left to do were the meat and the produce but whatever.
In order to not hit the size limits, here are all 3 pages in separate images. Grocery stores fill me full of dread to this day, even Staff of Life in Santa Cruz –my ideal store –and the comics elaborate the dark currents running under your do-gooder Whole Foods bullshit life. I also have a really hard time reading menus, as the items are never different enough from each other to catch my eye.
Here’s page 2
Here’s page 3
So here’s some comics that oughta become a zine in like 2014 but I couldn’t get my shit together for whatever stupid reason. In the zine I was going to talk about why grocery stores freak me out, and they still do. I think the only one that went up on the internet at the time was the one about Target. Here’s the drugs one.