Happy Halloween everyone! Not scared yet? Think of how you’re going to pay rent this month! Just consider, if we could just convince property owners to lower their arbitrary prices. What good is private property when it can’t get be traded easily for a fix?
This one is dated 5/2005. 2-Strats talks about going and getting a seesh (little seizure’s pizza) somewhere in Santa Cruz County, like the one on Ocean in the beach flats.
Evident is my awareness of the KKK’s control of central California as well as an example of my disgust with the indie rock scene I was a part of. The guy in the second and last panels represents one of 25,000 junkies playing the Aptos Club in any given year until it closed in 2006 or so, thereby making it hard for my friends’ bands to get gigs. And Misfits lyrics on top of all that. These were quite the comics!
While we all enjoy some Bowie and mourn the terrible loss of a great artist who on multiple occasions saved decadent and silly rock and roll from itself, let’s not forget the other big news of the day, which is that Joaquín Guzmán Loera, El Chapo himself, has been arrested for the third time after escaping from Almoloya a second time last year.
Here’s a link to the ballistic CNN story of how Sean Penn secretly interviewed Chapo before he was arrested. And what’s more, it wasn’t Penn’s guts that got it arranged but Chapo’s vanity about having a film made of his life and the support of a Mexican actress who admires him.
The article’s pretty fascinating. This writer wrote about his escape for the Nose Milk some time ago, but as always no one noticed or cared (I may be saying this a lot as I follow up on stories for the Nose Milk in the near future).
So is Penn fucked for having met Chapo and not ratted him out? Certainly he’s not the most powerful or best-connected force on the planet, so one should say no. What will be interesting is to learn whether Chapo is extradited to the US this time.
A consortium of workers voiced by the Fair World Project have called for a boycott of Driscoll’s berries. Read the full article here:
Finally, what I’ve been doing for ten years is catching on. Boycott Driscolls and Giant for life! You live in the midwest or New York and you just like your berries once in a while? Tough shit! I’m from the coast where they grow those berries, and it’s been totally inhuman and insane for at least 30 years. The farmworkers are treated like less than animals, and the year-round obsession has caused 3 miles of saltwater intrusion into the best soil in the world. Boycott for life!
As we know, the “fruta del diablo” or strawberry, is so dangerous and strenuous to pick that migrant farmworkers have long ended up at 20 years old with the backs of 40 year-olds. They take heroin in Pajaro and Prunedale to feel better, and that’s probably why heroin in Santa Cruz is so cheap for you idiot consumer college students.