28 March 2012

That precise moment when you realize you've leaned too far back in the chair.

24 March 2012

Quelle grosse crisse de manif!

The crowd you see in this short video passed by, exactly this big and this loud, for over two hours. Apparently from head to tail it was nearly 5 km long.

They're saying "Crions, plus fort! Pour que personne ne nous ignore!" (Yell louder, so no one can ignore us.)

And everywhere the crowd passed it was like you see here-- people hanging banners off their balconies, cheering us on from bridges, standing on the side of the road playing drums, etc. Even some students at McGill, which is notoriously anti-strike, had draped Queen Victoria in red robes and hung a big sign around her neck that said "McGill en greve" (McGill on strike).

I mentioned that it was all students, profs, college and university staff, etc, but actually there were lots of members of the community at large-- kids, senior citizens, and workers from all kinds of walks of life.

Needless to say, I found it all pretty inspiring. I think everyone who was there did, even if they were just watching from their balconies.

22 March 2012

Non a la hausse!

Anglophones, francophones, allophones, young, old, professors and students and staff from colleges and universities across Quebec staged a four-hour long peaceful demonstration today against the rise of tuition fees. There were over 200,000 of us, and the crowd stretched over kilometres, with the front of the crowd often two full neighbourhoods ahead of the back. If you were standing on a corner watching, it took 2 hours and 15 minutes to pass you.


The people of Montreal waved red flags from their balconies and offered us their sons and their daughters in marriage. The young women blew kisses at the police, who smiled. People held hands and sang songs and you believed change was coming, a better world; you believed anything was possible.

17 March 2012

Notebook pome (16 mars 2012, 23h46)

They were playing your songs
every day on the radio now,
songs about echoes and letting go;
your painting was still in the window
by the skylight, next to the two plants.

It was two years later, three maybe,
and life had been good
to us both.

16 March 2012

15 March 2012

Update 504

E-- Screw you Blizzo, and your new name, too.
March 8, 9:18 p.m.

R-- Is that a new poem you're writing? It lacks subtlety, but maybe that's what the critics like these days? Anyway, send me a copy so I can use it to compost vegetable peelings. You, sir, are a sot, and only the law (and perhaps a certain sense of decorum that you so notably lack) prevents me from biting my thumb at you.
March 8, 11:52 p.m.

E-- If you bit your thumb at me, would that be your most expert vision of your own critical faculties, that explains your fake moustchio as you haunt brainless slam poetry houses in the basements of the upper-classless, whilst at the same time you have moved the zombie a step forward towards the reinstatement of progress as strictly literal , and you will soon be eating your thumb in confusion, which, I barely need add, would be your foray into performance art, as you slowly vanish into the gasseous universe of your own chronic farting, that nominates you a musician as well? Fuck you, Roberts.
March 9, 8:54 a.m.

R-- Touché. You are probably the only person I know (and possibly the only person in all of human history) who would say something like "you have moved the zombie a step forward towards the reinstatement of progress as strictly literal" and mean it somehow as an insult. Jackass.
March 9, 11:26 a.m.

E-- I love you too.
March 9, 4:33 p.m.

E-- I actually do, which always makes me lose these things with you.
March 9, 4:35 p.m.

Update 433

‎"I wanna find Satan and agress against him, for surely that dude is wicked." --- Alfa blog, c. 2007.

03 March 2012

Facebook killed the blog star

Remember when we all used the blog as an art/social utility?

Facebook has made me a little lazy, I've just lost the oomph for actual on line dialouge, the way we used to go rounds on this thing about art and life and each other.

Now I'm looking for the like button...I saw on the FB news that Quitmoanez may be quiting the book. I may be heading there myself...