Μια (διαφορετική;) προσέγγιση στο πρόσφατο μακελειό της Βιρτζίνια.
I come from a long way away
And I know a fine thing when I see it.
See it!
For the same reason no one ever
Pointed a telescope at the sun
Talking about the Red Angels of N.Y. City
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
Not even five enforcement agencies can save their own.
Never mind the people
Tonite it's raining on the Angels of the City
Did anyone prophesize these people?
Only Travis
Come in Travis:
I got some bad ideas in my head...
The days go on and on... they don't end. All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people...
June twenty-ninth. I gotta get in shape. Too much sitting has ruined my body. Too much abuse has gone on for too long. From now on there will be 50 pushups each morning, 50 pullups. There will be no more pills, no more bad food, no more destroyers of my body. From now on will be total organization. Every muscle must be tight...
All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets...
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
I first saw her at Palantine Campaign headquarters at 63rd and Broadway. She was wearing a white dress. She appeared like an angel. Out of this filthy mess, she is alone. They... cannot... touch... her...
Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man....
Each night when I return the cab to the garage, I have to clean the cum off the back seat. Some nights, I clean off the blood....
Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me....
Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit. Here is a man who stood up....
You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talking... you talking to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? Oh yeah? OK....
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
One of these days I gotta get myself organizized...
Ο Travis Bickle δια στόματος Robert De Niro από την ταινία «Ο Ταξιτζής» του M. Scorsese. Η εισαγωγή είναι από το Red Angel Dragnet των Clash. Συμπτωματικά, Red Angel Dragnet ονομάζεται και ένα punk συγκρότημα από τη Βιρτζίνια.
τυφλή βία, αλλοτρίωση
I come from a long way away
And I know a fine thing when I see it.
See it!
For the same reason no one ever
Pointed a telescope at the sun
Talking about the Red Angels of N.Y. City
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
Not even five enforcement agencies can save their own.
Never mind the people
Tonite it's raining on the Angels of the City
Did anyone prophesize these people?
Only Travis
Come in Travis:
I got some bad ideas in my head...The days go on and on... they don't end. All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people...
June twenty-ninth. I gotta get in shape. Too much sitting has ruined my body. Too much abuse has gone on for too long. From now on there will be 50 pushups each morning, 50 pullups. There will be no more pills, no more bad food, no more destroyers of my body. From now on will be total organization. Every muscle must be tight...
All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets...
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
I first saw her at Palantine Campaign headquarters at 63rd and Broadway. She was wearing a white dress. She appeared like an angel. Out of this filthy mess, she is alone. They... cannot... touch... her...
Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man....
Each night when I return the cab to the garage, I have to clean the cum off the back seat. Some nights, I clean off the blood....
Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me....
Listen, you fuckers, you screwheads. Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit. Here is a man who stood up....
You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talking... you talking to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? Oh yeah? OK....
Who shot the shot?
Who got shot tonite?
One of these days I gotta get myself organizized...
Ο Travis Bickle δια στόματος Robert De Niro από την ταινία «Ο Ταξιτζής» του M. Scorsese. Η εισαγωγή είναι από το Red Angel Dragnet των Clash. Συμπτωματικά, Red Angel Dragnet ονομάζεται και ένα punk συγκρότημα από τη Βιρτζίνια.
τυφλή βία, αλλοτρίωση
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Ένα θύμα της κοινωνίας, πολλά θύματα ενός δράστη που χάθηκε κάπου ανάμεσα στην ολοένα και εντονότερα αναπαραγόμενη και προβαλλόμενη βία και την ελεύθερη οπλοκατοχή και οπλοχρησία.
Δεν συμφωνώ με την ελεύθερη οπλοκατοχή και οπλοχρησία, αλλά μάλλον δεν φταίει μόνον αυτή. Στο Bowling for Columbine (Μ.Μοοre) ήταν πολύ ενδιαφέρουσα η περίπτωση του Καναδά, όπου επίσης υπάρχει οπλοκατοχή, αλλά δεν υπάρχουν ανάλογα φαινόμενα.
Μου άρεσε πολύ η παραπομπή στον Ταξιτζή (θυμάμαι πολύ καθαρά την φοβερή αυτή σκηνή).
΄Εκανα μερικές σκέψεις και τις διατύπωσα στον υπό κατάληψη Doncat (με παραπομπή σ'αυτό ειδικά το εύστοχο ποστ για την Βιρτζίνια).
Ο Τσο έστειλε και κάποια βιντεάκια [και φωτογραφίες και ένα κείμενο] στο NBC. Τα ταχυδρόμησε στο διάστημα ανάμεσα στις δύο επιθέσεις. Δόθηκαν κάποια στη δημοσιότητα, δεν τα έχω δει ακόμα -πού να βρεις την όρεξη. Θα είχε ενδιαφέρον αν κάποια αποσπάσματα ταιριάζουν μ' αυτά του Τράβις... Σόι η κουλτούρα κι ο "πολιτισμός".
Αποσπάσματα από το μήνυμα του Τσο. Το ενδιαφέρον, σε σχέση και με τον Τράβις, είναι ότι και οι δύο καλούνται να ζήσουν σ' έναν ξένο πολιτισμό: Ο Κορεάτης Τσο στην Αμερική, ο επαρχιώτης Τράβις στη Νέα Υόρκη. Εϊναι κι οι δυο αποξενωμένοι απ' το κοινωνικό περιβάλλον τους κι οδηγούνται στην παράνοια. Αξιοσημείωτο είναι ότι δεν είναι απόβλητοι του συστήματος (ειδικά ο Τσο) είναι misfits, αταίριαστοι, απροσάρμοστοι. Και καταλαμβάνονται κι οι δυο από μια μεσσιανική τυπολογίας ιδεοληψία. Γνωρίζουν ότι «κάτι δεν πάει καλά» αλλά δεν μπορούν to get themselves organizized, ή μάλλον το κάνουν μέσα από μια - λυτρωτική γι' αυτούς - έκρηξη βίας. Who got shot tonight?
Πολύ σωστή προσέγγιση. Η καλύτερη που είδα μέχρι τώρα στα blogs.
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