27 March 2008

A Note on the Poet's Animation of the Pringle

To date, I've given three readings of the opening of The Death of Pringle (Book 1 of The Dope on the Arch of the Dust). Each time, people are caught up in one way or another with the fact that I've given voice to a Pringle. Some find the implicit humor problematic, while others are overwhelmed by their laughter's stupidity. (No jab here: it's all historical). Well, my friends, a short research sabbatical into Google's Image repository proves that Pringles were ALWAYS ALREADY primed to speak, before your Poet got to them, thanks to the marketing expertise of Pringle Corp, aka PROCTOR & GAMBLE, a serious playa in the world of domineering Mother Fuckers. So heed the data, fair auditors ~ and don't tell me that face ain't a crisp. No longer shall my verses be laughed upon:











how to end the 1st book of an epic

     Thus the blest Gods the Genial Day prolong,
In Feasts Ambrosial, and Celestial Song.
Apollo tun'd the Lyre; the Muses round
With Voice alternate aid the silver Sound.
Meantime the radiant Sun, to mortal Sight
Descending swift, roll'd down the rapid Light.
Then to their starry Domes the Gods depart,
The shining Monuments of Vulcan's art:
Jove on his Couch reclin'd his awful Head,
And Juno slumber'd on the golden Bed.

(The Iliad; trans Alexander Pope; Book 1, "The Contention of Achilles and Agamemnon", Lines 772-781)

26 March 2008

Theodore Roosevelt, by Henry F. Pringle (1931)



+ "The author said then, and reiterates now, that Theodore Roosevelt was polygonal."

+ Time Magazine: "Through biographer Pringle you hear Roosevelt."

+ 2.0 out of 5 stars impersonal look at Teddy, November 20, 2004. By lordhoot "lordhoot" (Anchorage, Alaska USA) - (TOP 500 REVIEWER). I found Henry F. Pringle's biography on Theodore Roosevelt to be bit overrated. Probably because it was published back in 1931 that make the material so dated. Passage of time and reassessment of Theodore Roosevelt make this book somewhat of an oddity. Despite of being published just 12 years after Roosevelt's death, it was interesting to read that this was basically a pretty negative outlook on a great American. The style of his writing, the way he jumped forward and backward simply confused the subject matter sometimes.

Pringle Introduces the Mother Fuckers' 1st Song, in which the Mother Fuckers will declare their Intentions most Evil



LO; TAPPED IN ON THE LISP
OF MY CRISP INTERCOM,
THE PEOPLE’S CRYING OUT,
& THE BARDIC TRIGONAL
THONG ~ THE SCIENTISTS
AND ALL THEIR SPECTRAL
MANAGERIALS 2 WHOM,
THE SPIRAL TENTACLE
SPITS TOKENS, HEARD
THE SINGING MAKE TRUE
LIGHT OF THEIR PROBLEM,
& AWOKEN, 2 THEIR
POWER'S DELIGHT, USED
THAT COOL THOT AS LUBE,
4 THE VACUUM STATIC
STINGING THRU THEIR
MOTHER FUCKING
VAMPIRIC DROOL.
YES, THE SCIENTISTS
LEARNED HOW 2 SING;
AND, THIS BE THE SONG
THAT THEY SANG:

12 March 2008

Important Salton Sea Resource

http://www.institute.redlands.edu/salton/



THANKS KICKBALL JESUS. WE'RE GONNA BUY THAT ULTRA-HUGE $400 LOT IN THE SALTON CITY SUBURBS AND BE CHARGIN MOFOS JUST TO DRIVE BY OUR COMMUNE WHICH WILL MOST EFFICIENTLY BE FUELED BY THE ARMPIT PUBES OF PROVIDENTIAL PSYCHOGEAS WAKA WAKA

04 March 2008

Lament



YEAH SICK WE POETS JOKED
ABOUT HOW IT’S LIKE, NUMB
2 WASTE COMMON RESOURCES
ON EXPERIMENTS THAT NO
DOUBT MUCH VIOLENCE MAKE,
4 THOSE FRAGILE APPARATI
2 ITERATE LABORIOUSLY, OH!

The Death of Pringle / Closing Song ~ Reprise

02 March 2008

final song of Book 1, The Death of Pringle; by the poets



        
         WE 3 RECOILED,
AND LOSING OUR KEEP, WE FELL
FAST N2 SLEEP ON THE BONES
OF THE NORTH SHORE BEACH.
AND THE PEOPLE, ON SWARM
OUT THE ALL U CAN EAT, ATE
THE DUST-COVERED CHIP, LET
TING SALTS CRUMB THE MEAT
OF THEIR LOOSE UPPER LIP. WELL
IT’S BETTER THAN THE DINGLE
BERRY FULLY UP THE YAPPER
OF THAT PRINGLE IN A DUDE
NAMED LARRY-OF-THE-PEOPLE’S
THUSLY RUBBERED GUTS ~ ALL
TINGS ABLING A BLANKIE SHUTS.

01 March 2008

where the green went



from the documentary Plagues and Pleasures on the Salton Sea (2006)