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June 12, 2008

Life imitates art.

Dang. Start by clicking HERE, for the first search-engine hit on MICHELLE OBAMA, as of the time of this posting.

Now look at the photo at Yahoo, where Michelle is with husband Barack. You can click on it to make it larger. Her expression bears an uncanny resemblance to another famous Michelle, IMHO:

Twin Michelles, both Married to the Mob?

Ha ha ha.

Seriously, READ THE ARTICLE. They're gonna shred poor Michelle Obama a new one. The paranoid power elitists really do want to control any independent-thinking person in a position of power, especially if she's a woman or a minority. Hey, do you think they'll make her swear allegiance to SKULL AND BONES, now that they've opened it up to women and minorities?

Welcome back to post-911 politics. Everything is up for grabs, including ethics. And, of course, the so-called right to free speech. Especially for candidates' wives who might have more than a few brain cells to rub together.

I mean, heck, wouldn't it be nice just to have a First Lady who didn't look like an also-ran for Annette Bening's "Real Estate Lady" role in American Beauty?

BTW, I called the Dems' race back on March 2. CLICK HERE for my commentary.




Wishing you a beautiful day,

Bill Brent


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January 27, 2008

Crash, Bang, Smash 'em Up....

The blithe quality of this stupid toy commercial (promoting violence and perpetuating racial stereotypes, oh my!) still tickles me, over thirty years later. I wish I had written that jingle!



The Kool-Aid guy smashing through the fence, if you can link to it from here, is goofy in a similarly devil-may-care way.

Where would I have gone for this before YouTube? I'm writing a novel set in the suburban 1970s and this is a very useful research tool for re-creating the TV reality.



Wishing you a beautiful day,

Bill Brent


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December 03, 2007

A Memoir of Sexual Self-Discovery, and a History of Religious Bowling

Probably I should break this entry into two or three separate posts, but lately it's tough enough for me to prod myself into doing even a monthly post to this blog. So today you get three for the price of one.




Entangledlives

FIRST, I want to pass along a link to an online excerpt from Link to Amazon com ENTANGLED LIVES, the erotic memoir anthology that features my true story along with six other erotic memoirs, including MARILYN JAYE LEWIS, IAN PHILIPS / GREG WHARTON, and "Adam Greenaway" (the pseudonym for a well-known gay author who chose anonymity for his self-disclosure), BILL BRENT (moi -- just including the name for the search engines), AMIE M. EVANS, ROB STEPHENSON, and RACHEL KRAMER BUSSEL.

This piece, excerpted from Rob Stephenson's "Exuvia (1977-1980), is featured on the VELVET MAFIA website:

CLICK FOR "EXUVIA" (NOTE: for mature readers only.)

This excerpt contains depictions of gay male S/M sexual activity. What I love about it is how Rob describes the rush of discovery and sexual power from an activity that is not genitally focused.



Everythingaboutgod

SECOND, here is a plug for a new book from editor Russ Kick and the great folks at THE DISINFORMATION COMPANY, who publish a series of encyclopedic books that challenge our cultural assumptions. This one is provocatively titled Link to Amazon com EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT GOD IS WRONG, and it contains my article, "Martin Luther Goes Bowling," all about the little-known connection between bowling and religion. For instance, there is substantial evidence that bowling, as we know it today, originated in part as a ritual in German churches several centuries after the death of Christ. The original bowling pins may have been some combination of walking stick and club that the parishioners used to defend themselves against "heathens" (robbers) enroute to Church.

Want to know more? Link to Amazon com HERE'S A LINK TO THE BOOK.

The book contains a plethora of articles by well-known authors, most if not all of which explore little-known facts concerning religion, religious fallacies, or other meditations on the topic, including one of my favorites, "Comforting Thoughts About Death That Have Nothing to Do With God," by my blogging pal GRETA CHRISTINA. That one's a freebie, in fact, because you can read it on her blog, RIGHT HERE.

A few other articles of the dozens in this anthology: Richard Dawkins shows us the strange, scary properties of religion; Neil Gaiman turns a biblical atrocity story into a comic (that almost sent a publisher to prison); Erik Davis looks at what happens when religion and California collide; Mike Dash eyes stigmatics; Douglas Rushkoff exposes the trouble with Judaism; Paul Krassner reveals his "Confessions of an Atheist"; and best-selling lexicographer Jonathon Green interprets the language of religious prejudice.



3799_small_web_viewLAST BUT NOT LEAST, I've been putting up new items for sale in my online bookstore, Link to Amazon com BooksFromHawaii. Browse, if you wish, and see if there's something you like!




 

Thanks for tuning in, and in case I don't post again before the Solstice, Christmas, or whatever your celebration of choice may be, have a wonderful and life-enriching holiday.

Wishing you a beautiful day,

Bill Brent


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November 22, 2007

Cooking on All Burners

My partner forwards me articles and such all the time. This is one of the most inspiring links he's sent me in months:

Barbara Cook:
Heartbreak and Healing, Sometimes Both at Once

The New York Times

ARTS / MUSIC   | November 21, 2007

Music Review

by STEPHEN HOLDEN

The concert found this Broadway lyric soprano not only alive and kicking but in great voice.

Cookm If you can, watch the video. (Click on the "multimedia" link within the article.)

While we can't really know what is going on beneath the surface, I will keep looking for examples of folks like Cook who seem to be cooking on all burners (pardon the pun). Role models, perhaps. Sources of optimism. I think this is especially important in times of stress, such as we are living through now. If we cannot look to our national leaders for this strength, we can always find it elsewhere.

Transcendence, energy, humility. Enduring qualities, all. And she's 80.

Here is a related article

that includes audio clips of Cook singing.


Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.




Wishing you a beautiful day,

Bill Brent


[this page last updated: 2007.11.22, 10:45 a.m. Hawaii time]


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May 22, 2007

Flashback Classics with DJ Dr. Johnny P. LoveTrain

Johnnyplovetrain

My online friend Dr. Johnny P. LoveTrain is coming back on the air tomorrow at Internet radio station WBUL, and Tampa station 1620 AM, and I want to offer some support.

Johnny keeps asking me to write something about him and his show. Sometimes it has kind of annoyed me, but sometimes you gotta be a bit annoying to get what you want. If there's one thing I know for sure, it's that need for PERSISTENCE in order to get on in this world. So that's the theme for the LitBoy blog this week: PERSISTENCE.
   
Carpenters1971Johnny hosts a weekly Internet radio show devoted to pop music from the 1960s through the early 1990s – what most people commonly think of nowadays as the "classic" era of pop / rock music. His favorite year in pop music is 1978, and his tastes run more toward the softer side of rock, and early "dance music" (a/k/a disco): on a typical Johnny show, you are more likely to hear America, Andy Gibb, Olivia Newton-John, and the Carpenters than Hendrix and his harder-edged descendants, although sometimes you'll get an Aerosmith feature anyhow.

AerosmithinactionThat's one thing I like about his show; it is just off-center enough to keep things surprising. So Johnny's program usually makes good background music while I'm working at my computer. Johnny doesn't like any music created past 1992. We have that in common, Johnny and I – although I try to keep an open mind regarding anything new, a lot of it just doesn't move me.

CarpenterssuperstarjapanJohnny has a distinctive voice that is pleasing to the ear. He is sincere. He is emotional. He cares about making a good show, and he loves to hear from his listeners. He will dedicate a song for you if you request it at FBComments@wabcmail.com at least a few hours in advance of his broadcast. Everyone who requests or lets him know they are listening will receive an "on-air shout-out." (He always sends me an "Aloha" since I'm on the Big Island.)

AerosmithtakeyourbraoffJohnny's show isn't perfect. Sometimes he messes up his cues, and sometimes he over-explains things. Occasionally he goes into Bible-thumping mode, which really turns me off, and that's when I turn him off. He is working on his style, though, and I think he is getting better. He broadcasts from the University of South Florida at Tampa, so it's a college radio show. Johnny wants to work for a professional radio station someday, and I hope he makes it.

CarpenterssuperstarofdavidIn any case, Johnny has personality. He is not trying to be anyone but himself. Sometimes he seems like a bit of an underdog, but I've been one myself at times, and so I rather like underdogs. It's always more fun when they come through, isn't it? So I would rather listen to Johnny and his songs than to some DJ who is slick or edgy or annoying or just plain bland.

You can find Dr. Johnny P. LoveTrain's MySpace page HERE.

And his show is RIGHT HERE. Check my Google Calendar by scrolling down the left sidebar to find out when his next show is on the air. Right now FLASHBACK CLASSICS is on every Wednesday from 4 p.m. to 7 p.m. Eastern time, or from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. in Hawaii.

[UPDATE, 1 Sept. 2007: FLASHBACK CLASSICS returns on Wednesdays from 9 p.m. to midnight Eastern time (that's 3 p.m. to 6 p.m. Hawaiian time) starting this Wednesday, September 5. He now has a blog at: BLOGSPOT.

Image of DJ Johnny P. LoveTrain by Kayleigh in the UK — go ahead and click, it's a lovely page! Right now it features a lovely ballad when it launches.



Wishing you a beautiful day,

Bill Brent


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February 09, 2007

I feel so normal. Thank the heavens!

Typically I don't follow the news, even less so the gossipy headlines related to who's doing what outrageous thing to whom (or to themselves) at the moment. The human comedy always draws upon the same set of stock characters, and it's only the names that change. However, this week seems to take the cake.

Mostly I'm tuned in at the moment because I've been following the headlines via my LiveJournal friends' postings and clicking on the links. Like the movie title says, it's a mad, mad, mad, mad world. I am not above a bit of schadenfreude based on the famed ones' falls from grace, though  I am merely a bit amused. I admit that I'm waiting for my subconscious to emit the mental elephant-fart that will form the perfect punchline to this week's bizarre celebri-combo of Ted Haggard, Anna Nicole Smith, that diaper-wearing astronaut chick (after a quick net-search that only gave me the first part of her name, I'm christening her Vicki Sue Poo Poo), and ... Prince's dubiously intentional halftime phallic shadow-play? Whatevvuh. It's all about sex, and sex sells. Fortunately for me, I am blessed with the equivalent of a shredded bit of cheesecloth for a pop-culture memory, so probably I will have forgotten most of the week's notorious names and their associated vices well before the end of this shortest of months.

I can't really write about any of it because everyone else seems to be doing such a bang-up job already. I haven't even felt compelled to post anything to either of my blogs over the past several days because my life has been delightfully prosaic, and I've been too happily absorbed with my current work to dredge up something blog-worthy from the past.

Besides, did you notice how AMERICAN all this fluff is? It makes me wonder how the rest of the world can take us seriously. Oh, that's right, they probably don't. Shrug.

I did achieve one minor milestone today: I passed the 50,000 word mark with my novel. Other than this week's rather scattershot online surfing, ongoing personal maintenance chores such as food-shopping, house-cleaning, and yardwork, and some odd bits of income-producing effort, I have nothing going on here. Zip, zero, zilch, nada. Instead, my posterior is planted, pasted, and otherwise positioned in this swivelling armchair to achieve maximum cranial output for as many hours per day as I can bear. Lately I'm even culling useful novel material from my dreams at night.

So my life is simple, and I'm just going to keep coming back to this comfy chair until it's finished. Given the rapid rate of progress, in combination with my temperamental tandem of stubbornness and boredom-intolerance, I expect I'll have my first draft completed within a couple of months. I have no post-novel plans. I have some vague notions about what I'd like to accomplish once this project is in the can, but right now, I live to work. I'm a slave to this project. It's the same way I completed my Cleis book back in 2001, and the one before that in 1996, so I know this is what it takes. I just stop having any other kind of life, except perhaps for a superficial, vicarious one based on the foibles of the mentally unstable who seem to form the feast of fools we now regard as fame-worthy.

I may be no better, but at least I'm not distracted. Much.

January 23, 2007

UNCOMPLICATE MY LIFE

[Note: I'm recovering from a tooth extraction this week, so I am reposting an article that originally appeared at my AuthorsDen site in November 2005. From time to time I will repost one of my "greatest hits" from the past two decades.

23 June 2007: I have added a second article to this blog titled Uncomplicate My Life, part 2. If you want more ideas about how to manage your life, CLICK HERE, and it will open up in a new window.

Any time you find something on this blog useful or enjoyable, please consider leaving a tip of $2 or more in the Tip Jar at the top of this page. That will help defray the monthly cost of this blog ($14.95) and, more immediately, recompense me a bit for the hundreds of dollars I lost this month in author royalties for the past quarter. For details, you can see my blog post here dated January 11, 2007: "Once more, unto the breach of trust." As always, thanks for reading. --Bill]



It’s so tempting just to grow lazy in the current cultural climate. Mentally lazy, spiritually lazy, physically lazy. It’s all just too easy. We can always blame our parents, the kids at school, the bullies in the neighborhood, society at large (“an un-understanding world,” as the film Heathers famously put it) for our frustrations and complications.

It’s easy to lose faith in ourselves. There are so many tempting distractions, and it’s so easy to feel depersonalized. The workplace is either too challenging or too boring. The Internet and the TV all bring us more information or stimulation than we can sort coherently. It seems like we’re always staring into some goddamn screen in order to get a grasp on reality.

No one understands us.

There’s always a new car or a new house to buy. Some new gadget that’s supposed to make our lives more streamlined or more pleasant, anything from an iPod to a vacuuming robot to a vibrating sex toy.

Yet how can we determine what’s really important to us and how we exist in a relatively natural state, unless we put down the toys and stop blaming others for our problems?

Find an affordable place to travel. Take long walks. Talk to the people who live there. If they don’t speak your language, learn a bit of theirs. If you’re American, see how long you can go without telling people where you’re from. Disassociate yourself from your usual group while you’re visiting. Wear something that doesn’t give you away. Try to listen more than you talk. Take a bus or train, or get into your car, and travel for a few hours without a map or destination. Try to end up someplace unfamiliar, where you can get yourself lost for a while. Don’t use a global positioning system to tell you where you are. (After all, it’s just another screen, right?)

You will become more alert, more aware of the sights, sounds, and other sensory aspects of your surroundings. You may have thoughts and feelings that surprise you. That is good, even if they seem frightening at first. Just sit with them, and let it all wash over you. Just be in the moment. Then, when you feel you’ve had some experience that you recognize as a defining moment of your adventure, find your way back.

Talk to people when you need help finding your way, or when you want something that catches your interest explained to you. Don’t let yourself grow too frustrated or bored with your surroundings, but recognize that a bit of disorientation and boredom is okay, wherever you are.

Once you’re back in your room, leave the TV off, and if possible, the Internet as well, for these things tend to distract you from your immediate surroundings and can suck up more of your time than you intend for them to. If you must use these devices, then set yourself a time budget for that and stick to it. The discipline will do you good.

Then, once you’re home from your trip, keep acting as if you’re still traveling. Budget your time for distraction, but don’t get tedious about it. Make time in your life, at least once a day, to visit some unfamiliar place. It can be a neighborhood, a park, a museum or library, a family-run restaurant — just make it anyplace that is not set up with the express purpose of entertaining you. Go for experiences that increase your activity, rather than encourage your passivity. Find situations that engage you, rather than pre-packaged “experiences” that remove you from your opportunity to make original choices.

Stop buying products and services that you don’t really need. Don’t borrow money to pay for things. Learn to pay your bills on time, even if it’s uncomfortable and even if you can’t afford to pay off the whole thing at once. Close up any loopholes that make it easier for banks or other companies to keep you hooked on their products and services.

You don’t have to buy everything you think you do. For instance, walk into a library and open up an account so you can borrow their books, CDs, tapes, and other media. If you eat prepackaged meals a lot, learn how to make something from cheaper “scratch ingredients” that’s easy and tasty. Go for a walk instead of paying for a movie.

Figure out what you care about, passionately, and strive to make it part of your life. Cultivate a personal style. Don’t wear what everyone else is wearing, and don’t say what everyone else is saying if you don’t believe in it. Do things on your own sometimes, without your family or friends, and pay attention to what moves you. Learn discernment — the capacity to make choices that reflect your true priorities and concerns, rather than those of others. There are many good books and tapes on assertiveness, time management, and other topics that help you manage your life and free yourself of family or societal pressure to conform. Read some reviews and get the information that seems like it might work for you.

Every time you say “yes” to a commitment, say “no” to another. If you need a reason not to commit, just say that you’ve got other priorities. Don’t feel compelled to explain yourself.

After you’ve done this for a while, up the ante. Every time you say “yes” to a commitment, say “no” to TWO others. And so on. The power to make choices that reflect your true priorities and concerns is perhaps the most amazing gift any human can possess.

Uncomplicate your life.

P.S. When you see media that's about other media, typically they are pushing some kind of agenda. Usually it's an effort to get you to buy something you don't really need.

see also PutDownTheToys.com
see also www.AuthorsDen.com/BillBrent




Wishing you a beautiful day,

Bill Brent


[this page last updated: 2007.06.23, 7:50 a.m. Hawaii time]


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January 15, 2007

TEMPEST IN A COFFEE POT

This essay's inspiration is an email that a friend forwarded to me, in which the sender (whom I'll call "the raver") protests this website:

MethCoffee.com

...which includes this video:

Meth Coffee Commercial

The objection was the "blatant attempt to link coffee to speed" (duh), which the raver found "disturbing and disgusting," based on "first-hand experiences with seeing the effects of meth."

Poor dear.

Actually, in terms of sheer gross-out factor, the Partnership for a Drug-Free America's

anti-meth site is far more disturbing:

Faces of Meth

...because it's real.

The poster was entreating others on the list to email the owners of Meth Coffee with a message stating, "Meth isn't funny." (In the interest of fair-mindedness, here is the address if you want to give those bean-pushers a piece of your mind:)

Meth Coffee -- Contact

OK, now, there is a vast distinction between the image of meth being used to sell coffee, and a message that promotes or even normalizes meth use. (Would you want to be that guy in the video?) Unfortunately, the raver conflates the two, and thus raver's mini-campaign smacks of someone with a personal agenda making an appeal to "right-minded citizens" in the interest of "the public good."

Meth Coffee's website is a case of satirical marketing. One of the points of satire is that it's humor with a sarcastic bite. Sarcasm is used to sell many things (here's an example: JimGoad.net), and it's supposed to hurt a bit. If it weren't based on an uncomfortable truth, it wouldn't be satire, right? Remember Wacky Packages? Actually, they're back, and they're still big. Wacky Packages are satirical representations of existing consumer products, and the most successful lampoons are the ones that come closest to commenting on the actual product, such as CRAM canned meat product, Horrid spray deodorant, Rice-A-Phoni, the Monotony board game, Raw Goo Spaghetti Sauce, and Kook Cigarettes.

Satire is one of my sacred cows, even though it's the anti-Cow, if you will. I am oxymoronic by nature. Irony might as well be my middle name ... and if there's one thing I have little indulgence for, it's the literal-mindedness of individuals like the raver who take the fun, folly, and sacred foolishness out of life. Heaven knows how much tasteless advertising most of us confront on most days of the year anyhow, and at least methcoffee.com is doing it on purpose. With a vengeance, even. I respect the intelligence behind that campaign, just as I appreciate the shock value behind the "Faces of Meth" concept, the "FUCK YOU!" aspect of Jim Goad's ad promoting his book, and the satire of product packaging embodied in the Wacky Packages line. They are all way over the top.

For the record, I have had a problem with meth use, and I didn't feel threatened or offended by this website. I thought it was a hilarious send-up of the speed-freak culture, which most of us deride anyhow. You know what the twelve-steppers in my little backwoods town used to call coffee? "Christian Crank."

(Crank, for the uninformed, is a form of speed, generally the less refined, brown and powdery version. And practically everyone I met at my former town's chapter of Narcotics Anonymous was there to stay off speed. A fresh pot of coffee was a mandatory fixture at every NA meeting I attended -- in fact, I heard the joke from a crazy old twelve-stepper who was refilling his cup.)

I won't knock anyone else's recovery process. Everyone has to get off drugs in their own inimitable style, and I'm sure we all have "triggers," some more obvious than others. Nor do I wish to deny the emotional pain of seeing a loved one succumb to addiction -- I've been there, too. But, if anything, the Meth Coffee ad campaign makes a case for the absurdity of speed-addicted behavior. So, whether the raver is a former user, a current user, or just trying to be supportive, I object to the projection of personal issues onto others. In other words, I think this person has some work to do before getting out the hook. And don't we all? We are most likely to control others when we lose our sense of humor about ourselves.

In that spirit, here are some product names I dreamed up while thinking my way through this issue:

 

Heroin Chocolates

Cocaine Soda (whoops, that's been done)

Ecstasy Bread (as opposed to Wonder Bread)

Psilocybin Sugar

Hashish Lipstick

Mescaline Tortilla Chips

Crack-Whore Nail Polish

Amyl Air Freshener

Sex Addict Disposable Douche

Nicotine Candy (whoops, that's been done, too, under various names)

Try making up some of your own, if you like -- it's fun.

 

Any time you start placing restrictions on what is and isn't "permissible" language, you give increasing power to the "taboo" words anyhow, and you are, however subtly, encouraging a form of politically correct thought control that is unhealthy and undesirable in a free-thinking society -- and in ours, too.