• Pyongyang Robogirl

    I just saw a very cool short: Pyongyang Robogirl (2001).

    The next time any of you visit me, ask to see it.

    It’s on a DVD of queer shorts called Queer as F**k. I originally bought it because it has a short with David Drake as co-writer and star.

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  • Happy Thanksgiving

    Yum gargoyle

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  • Hell Gate

    We went for a tour of Gracie Mansion last week. Next to it is a park overlooking Hell Gate:

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  • Comments visible in archives

    For those with the stomach for it, comments are visible now in my archives. The Nov. 20 post that has some people up in arms is here.

    I hesitate to link to anyone else at the moment for fear of bringing pool-pah down on others, but the comments by epenthesis on Dan’s post are infuriating. I never said I thought her murder was a “good thing”, and having to defend myself from homosexuals whose reading skills are on a par with National Review readers isn’t something I should have to do.

    My posting was sarcastic, and anyone who takes a post titled “Is it good for the gays?” as a statement of my position needs to just calm down. James said “The woman who did such great evil”, not that she was evil.

    Homos need to stop being such wimps. I shall not beg for a place at the table by swearing my allegiance to God, Apple Pie and the Ten Commandments before I post on such topics. Mr. Benedetto writes:

    I think that if gays are going to continue to have any credibility in politics, our sympathies in cases like this are going to have to lie first and foremost with the victims. And that’s one upsetting thing about Barry’s and James’s posts: until the criticism started to roll in, the only sympathy they expressed was for the wrong person.

    Barry and James could have said what they had to say much better than they did, but they instead let their emotions get the better of them and ignored the most important truths of the case. They brought the outrage on their own heads.

    I shall begin to preface my remarks with such niceties as soon as all monotheists (shall I refrain from calling them “sky god worshippers”?) posting on our sites, or writing about their faith, or invoking faith during their political speeches, preface theirs with apologies for:

    I could go on posting more examples — involving birth control, people who say they aren’t anti-gay but donate to anti-gay churches every Sunday, etc. — but people with a brain will get the point.

    Don’t even get me started on people going to Lebanon, a country that went through a religious-based 15-year civil war, to convert Muslims. If you want to go help the less fortunate, do it. People that tempt poor children with toys to indoctrinate them into their cult are beneath contempt.

    Over 200 years ago, a very wise German named Gotthold Ephraim Lessing wrote a play called Nathan the Wise about religious tolerance. I recommend reading it to remind ourselves of the ideas of the Enlightenment that the forces of religion fight to destroy. A full text in translation is available here.

    I don’t think I want to stay on this topic any longer. We shall now return to our regular coverage of art, culture, and pretty things.

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  • Martinu and an opera hunk

    On Monday night we saw two short opera by Bohuslav Martinu at Henry Street Chamber Opera. We’ve seen all of their productions, and I can’t recommend them enough. They do smart, well designed and directed operas with young casts that actually act — opera as theatre, not the semi-staged concerts that pass for productions at the Met. One was a Dada opera from 1928 Paris, which included things like a young girl who falls in loved with a hanged man. The other, written in the more grim historical moment of 1935 Prague, was more of a fairy tale set in the forest, and featured Kathleen Chalfant as a rather arch narrator. I would watch that woman read a phone book. She has a voice that makes one realize what a trained voice really is, rather than the wimpy voices of actors that are only interested in TV or film.

    On the way to the Lower East Side on the subway, we both noticed a very hot guy standing near us with a great speaking voice. Once we saw him again in the lobby, I heard people talking to him and realized he was David Adam Moore who was an incredibly sexy Aeneas in their production of Purcell’s Dido and Aeneas, complete with leather pants, a couple of tattoos, and a pierced nipple and belly button. Swoon.

    We had a great dinner afterward, including a bottle of Alella, at AKA Cafe. Since it was the Monday before Thanksgiving, it was really quiet. The maitre d’ reminded me of James Urbaniak, and the whole staff was attractive and smart. A strange guy, after finishing his meal, told them they better do something about Monday nights, or they weren’t going to make it, since eventually every store on the block would be a restaurant. He described himself as an “impresario” who owned a restaurant in South Beach. It’s the first time I’ve heard a person actually use that word outside of a period film.

    The LES certainly has changed. I remember my friends in a Target Margin production at Nada (on Ludlow) telling me about a shootout over drug turfs one night during a performance. I first went to the neighborhood in 1989, to go have dinner at El Sombrero. I had just moved here from Texas, and my friends and I were researching every decent Mexican restaurant in the city. I lived in Chelsea, which wasn’t exactly prosperous then (“excuse me sir/madam, but can I get in my building as soon as you’re finished”), but going to the LES felt very “edgy”.

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  • Soma FM returns!

    Happy Happy Happy!

    Soma FM has returned. My productivity can soar once again.

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  • Comments turned off

    My comments have been turned off until I stop getting “sick fuck” and “people telling homosexuals that God doesn’t approve are good people” posts on my Nov. 20 post.

    I’ll fix the archives so that you can see them when I get time, but I’m too busy with actual paying work at the moment.

    Thanks, Otto, for the one amusing comment in the set.

    I guess I should just be a good homo who only writes about stupid TV shows, Madonna, and sex.

    This person is writing quite well on the subject at the moment. Check out this and that.

    That’s how I realized that The National Review is linking to James and that’s how these wackos found our two sites. Creepy. We’re being attacked in a magazine founded by someone who advocated mandatory tattoos for HIV+ people in a 1986 NY Times editorial.

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  • Austria’s headed the other direction

    I’ve always felt that Haider’s popularity in Austria was more about frustration with the corruption of the decades-old Red-Black coalition/divide-up-the-spoils-system than a real desire for a neo-Nazi party. Well, his party’s popularity plummeted in the latest election.

    I recently came across the weblog — in English! — of a lefty Austrian, living in Vienna, who is worth reading if you care about that part of the world. I know I do.

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  • Let’s talk about art instead

    On Friday we had a studio visit with Fred Holland, an artist with the P.S.1 Studio Program. We had first seen his work, and met him, at the Momenta benefit. In his honor we had the curried onion fritters at Le Zinc afterward, spotting Michael Dvorkin having lunch.

    This afternoon we were planning to see the “Time to Hope” exhibit at St. John the Divine — which includes works by Goya and El Greco — but the wait was too long, so we just spent some time looking at the cathedral instead, and walked north to see a less than exciting show at The Project. We then headed back downtown to see a show I highly recommend: “Regarding Gloria” at White Columns. I will add some links to some of my favorite works from the show once they put some up!

    We also went to only two (unfortunately not more) programs at the Mix Festival.

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  • Politics

    I’m glad to see Scott and Andy are pissed off about the joke our country has become.

    I can’t decide how much I want to even write about politics at this point. The American people have had the right to vote for many years, a right for which many people have died, a right people in East Timor walked days to exercise, but they can’t even be bothered to vote or pay attention to what’s going on beyond the crap they see for 5 minutes on the 6 o’clock news. The last election’s turnout was 40% or less.

    I’m not going to have children, so I’m not going to have to worry what the world looks like in 50 years. I’m in my mid-30s but I doubt I’ll live another fifty years. I don’t understand how people can vote for a party that stands only for 10,000 or so rich people, environmental degradation, and fundamentalist religion. As I said, people have the ability to vote or pay attention if they want, and they have relinquished that privilege. They would rather choose a president based on which one to have over for a visit than on self-interest. Were people really voting for those things? Half of the voters were, plus right-wing control of the courts for a generation.

    A lot of my friends don’t seem to understand why I’m such a Europhile. They look at what happened during World War II and immediately decide that Europe isn’t for them, particularly Jewish friends. Grab a clue, people. We are gradually marching towards a fascism that combines religious fundamentalists (including those who advocate “conversion” of Jews) with corporate power, and with no significant protest from any quarter. The fascists of Italy, Spain and Germany had political prisoners — Dachau was built as soon as the Nazis came to power for political prisoners. Our leaders don’t have to bother. They don’t even have to suspend voting. They win anyway, and the fact that about 20% of the possible voters put them into power seems to convey some legitimacy. Why shouldn’t they act like they have a mandate? It’s obvious that not enough Americans are opposed to them to even bother voting.

    My other argument regarding the USA vs. Europe is that the USA is giving up all of the things that are in its favor — our constitutional protections and our Bill of Rights. The right to privacy and freedom of speech have not always been priorities in the democracies of post-war Europe. Those restrictions, however, are combined with a social compact with the government to provide a welfare state that has made Europe one of the best places to live in the world, with good public services, nearly universal access to healthcare, and much lower levels of violence. The regime we have now is preparing to revoke one end of our country’s understanding of its citizens’ relationship to their government without giving us anything in return. They are proposing a police state — we should not be seeing the phrase “secret court” in headlines — combined with a Darwinian capitalism that cares nothing for anyone but those who are rich and powerful. We are rolling back the New Deal while shredding the Bill of Rights. Who will protect us from corporations that knowingly create defective products, or lie about the drugs they sell us, or abuse their employees? No one.

    If New York didn’t exist, I would have left the USA long ago. It’s one of the few redeeming features of America at this point, and the fact that it’s the likely target for future terrorist attacks is depressing, when we represent what is good and diverse and pluralist in our society. I don’t think I can really turn off my desire for reading newspapers and watching what’s happening in politics, but a certain amount of inner emigration is attractive.

    See James for his take on this too.

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