In the late night working on a book of a photoshoot I did of Diane and Donna...coffee moving through veins, occasional cigarette...Videopoem on with Ralph Nader Part 2....outside in the dark night the wind howls mad and light shimmers up from the empty bedroom town...strong now from the connection I made with the earth during a yoga class in the later afternoon...it's all in my head, the obvious...the words spin on and Nader is punk...it's about not selling out to the coporation...I had that CONVERSATIION in the smoking area thirty years ago...oh boy, the shit I have taken for that position....the good, the bad, the ugly...during the morning listened to a show on WBAI on publishing...this group of individuals created a niche for themselves making children's books for minority kids..one book they created was saluting nina simone for wearing nappy hair...apparently it was a brave stance back in the day..well in this niche they have also partnered with medgar edgars college which is a community college in Harlem and they teach these books in the courses...it was and is all about self empowerment...now hear's Nader ON MY TV SHOW. talking about how colleges instruct kids in the way of corporate power...I think of one of my cousins who is gonna make five million dollars this year working for the man hustling a hedge fun...and I feel the strength to soldier on to make my own books, my own media, my own art, my own madness...
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