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Occupy the World: October 15 Demonstrations Go Global
10.15.2011
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Demonstrations for Global Change are taking place today, October 15.

The demonstrations are against financial mismanagement and government cut-backs, and it is expected that 951 demonstrations will take place in 82 countries world-wide. 

A statement on the 15october.net reads:

“From America to Asia, from Africa to Europe, people are rising up to claim their rights and demand a true democracy. Now it is time for all of us to join in a global non violent protest.

“The ruling powers work for the benefit of just a few, ignoring the will of the vast majority and the human and environmental price we all have to pay. This intolerable situation must end.”

At the biggest rally In Rome, tens of thousands marched on the street and were involved in skirmishes with the police.

In Belgium, 7,000 marchers brought Brussels to a standstill. Smaller protests took place in Paris.

5,000 demonstrators also gathered outside the European Central Bank in Frankfurt, Germany.

In Berlin, 4,000 marched demanding the end of capitalism.

In Madrid, Spain, thousands of all ages have gathered for an evening rally in the Puerta del Sol Square, the site of May’s “Indignant” demonstration.

400 people marched through the streets of Dublin, towards a hotel where delegations from the European Union, International Monetary Fund and European Central Bank are currently resident.

A thousand demonstrators occupied London’s financial district and Wiki-Leaks founder, Julian Assange addressed a rally of around 500 outside St. Paul’s Cathedral.

500 people gathered at a rally in Stockholm, holding up banners that read “We are the 99 percent”.

In Sarajevo, Bosnia, hundreds marched behind a flag that read, “Death to capitalism, freedom to the people.”

Poland’s former President, Lech Walesa announced he supported Occupy Wall Street

Hundreds of people have marched in New Zealand, and over 2,000 demonstrators, including union leaders and Aboriginal groups, occupied outside of the Reserve Bank in Sydney, Australia, waving signs that read “You Can’t Eat Money”.

Demonstrations also took place in Melbourne and Brisbane.

“Occupy” protests were also held in Japan, South Korea, the Philippines, Taiwan and Hong Kong.
 

 

 

Posted by Paul Gallagher
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10.15.2011
03:05 pm
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Occupy Austin: Fighting for our right to party
10.15.2011
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The Austin outpost of Occupy Wall Street, Occupy Austin, has become the go-to-destination for Austin’s homeless. It offers better accommodations than most of the city’s seedier motels. The food is good, the bathrooms are clean, the cops provide unparalleled security, and there’s daily entertainment in the form of local bands and deejays. As a protest movement, Occupy Austin has been a bust, but as a hangout for puppy draggers, trustafarians, faux hippies and gutter punks, its the Club Med of rainbow gatherings, a Hobo Hilton for the terminally unemployed. The only thing missing are free samples of shampoo and a mini-bar. But booze isn’t a problem, Occupy Austin is BYOB. Or if you prefer a cocktail, the protest is conveniently located a few blocks from the turista watering holes on Sixth Street with their cheap belly shots and happy hour specials. Really, what more could you ask for?

Forget about the revolution here in Austin. So far it ain’t happenin’. The populace is too comfortable. The local economy is good. The standard of living is above the national average so there’s a general sense of contentment that fosters the kind of complacency that just doesn’t breed street action like OWS.

As it stands now, the protest is a combination of beach blanket Berkeley and a pajama party for a bunch of white punks on hope whose idea of putting their bodies on the line is a willingness to get a sunburn for the cause. Down here, civil disobedience is taking a piss on a parking meter while blurting out “power to people” and pumping the air with your fist. This is the Slack Panther Party.

The Mexican-American and Black community have avoided the protest like a bad case of the crabs. Big disconnect. And if it weren’t for the occasional appearance of a bikini-clad revolutionette or two, not even the cops would be paying attention.

I’ve attended all 10 days of the occupation so far and have found little that qualifies as being newsworthy. But I still show up with my camcorder hoping to capture something that might electrify our local scene. But instead of pepper spray, I’ve been subject to the sickly sweet smell of sage smudgesticks, cheap Indian incense and the stomach churning aroma of patchouli and armpit juice. Occasionally, a drunk slacker will stagger in my direction and purge the hippie stench with an invigorating blast of MD 20/20, the preferred aperitif for Che babies. Yesterday, I thought I heard the drone of a surveillance helicopter but it turned to be some hippie chanting Om.

The dozen or so facilitators who are running the show are Stepford revolutionaries who seem to have wandered in from an Herbalife convention. When it comes to rallying the masses, they’ve got more in common with Librium than Libya. On the other hand, a few of the homeless people I’ve interviewed have turned out to be the bright lights in the dim fog of Occupy Austin. In many ways, I think they’re better equipped to run things than the self-appointed leaders of this circus - they’ve got nothing to lose, have a sense of humor, a direct knowledge of what struggle is and how to adapt to having nothing. They are the 1% of the 99%.

Liar (aka White Liar, aka White R. Liar) is a 35 year old guy who found in homelessness a cure for his depression. Instead of living a life of quite desperation working in jobs he couldn’t stand just to earn enough money to scrape by, he opted out and decided to follow a career path forged by Jesus, Gandhi and Iggy Pop.

When Liar’s not sleeping under bridges or underpasses, he’s looking for a good old fashioned protest movement to provide him with his daily needs such as food, a bathroom and the company of fellow street dwellers.

I know the irony of his wearing a Donald Trump branded shirt will not be lost on Dangerous Minds’ readers.
 

 
More voices from Occupy Austin after the jump…

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Posted by Marc Campbell
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10.15.2011
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Writers’ Bloc: Places where writers and artists have lived together
10.14.2011
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Home is where the art is for four different groups of writers, who lived and worked together under one roof, experiencing a cultural time-share that produced diverse and original works of literature, art, and popular entertainment.
 
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The February House

Between 1940 and 1942, “an entire generation of Western culture” lived at 7 Middagh Street, Brooklyn. The poet W. H. Auden was house mother, who collected rents and doled out toilet paper, at 2 sheets for each of his fellow tenants, advising them to use “both sides”. These tenants included legendary stripper, Gypsy Rose Lee, novelist Carson McCullers and a host of other irregular visitors - composer Benjamin Britten, singer Peter Pears, writers Jane and Paul Bowles and Erika and Klaus Mann, Salvador Dali, a selection of stevedores, sailors, circus acts and a chimpanzee.

Auden wrote his brilliant poem New Year Letter here and fell obsessively in love with Chester Kallman, and attempted to strangle him one hot, summer night - an event that taught Auden the universal potential for evil. On the top floor, Carson McCullers escaped from her psychotic husband, and wrote Reflections in a Golden Eye, The Member of the Wedding, while slowly drinking herself to an early death.

On the first floor, Gypsy Rose Lee created her legend as the world’s most famous stripper, wrote her thriller The G-String Murders, offered a shoulder to cry on, and told outrageous tales of her burlesque life.

Known as the “February House”, because of the number of birthdays shared during that month, 7 Middagh St. was a place of comfort and hope in the desperate months at the start of the Second World War.
 
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The Fun Factory

The scripts that came out of 9 Orme Court in London, changed world comedy. And if Spike Milligan hadn’t gone mad and attempted to murder Peter Sellers with a potato peeler, it may never have all happened.

Milligan was the comic genius behind The Goons, and the stress of writing a new script every week, led to his breakdown. The need for a place to work, away from the demands of family, home and fame, brought Milligan to share an office with highly successful radio scriptwriter, Eric Sykes. 

The first Fun Factory was above a greengrocer on the Uxbridge Road. Here Sykes, Milligan, comedian Frankie Howerd and agent Scruffy Dale, formed the Writers’ Bloc Associated London Scripts. The idea was to bring together the best and newest comedy writers under one umbrella. Milligan saw ALS as an artists’ commune that would lead to political and cultural change. Sykes saw ALS as a business opportunity to produce great comedy. Frankie Howerd saw it as a source of finding new material.

When Milligan asked two young writers, Ray Galton and Alan Simpson to come on board, the central core of ALS was formed.

This merry band of writers expanded in the coming years to include: Johnny Speight (Till Death Us Do Part); Barry Took and Marty Feldman (The Army Game and Round the Horne); Terry Nation (Dr Who and the Daleks); John Antrobus (The Bed-Sitting Room); and with a move to the more suitable offices of 9 Orme Court, ALS was established as the home of legendary British comedy.

Milligan continued successfully with The Goons, before devising the groundbreaking Q series for television. Sykes began his long and successful career with his own TV show. While Galton and Simpson created the first British TV sitcom, Hancock’s Half-Hour, and then the massively influential Steptoe and Son.

9 Orme Court was once described, as though Plato, Aristotle, Galileo and Leonardo Da Vinci were all living in the same artist’s garret.
 
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The Beat Hotel

A run-down hotel in the back streets of Paris was unlikely setting for a Cultural Revolution, but the Sixties were seeded when poet, Allen Ginsberg William Burroughs, Gregory Corso, and Bryon Gysin moved into the Beat Hotel, at 9 Git le Coeur, in the late 1950s.

The literary revolution that started with Ginsberg’s Howl in America was formalised and expanded in the cramped, leaky, piss-smelling hotel rooms at 9 Git le Couer.

Ginsberg wrote part of Kaddish here, as he came to terms with the madness and death of his Mother. First to arrive, Ginsberg was also be first to check out, travelling in search of enlightenment to India. 

The wild and romantic Corso produced his best books of poems “Gasoline” and “Bomb”, whilst living the life of an American abroad.

But it was Burroughs who gained most from his four-year on-and-off stay in Git le Coeur.  Here he completed Naked Lunch, and wrote the novels The Soft Machine, The Nova Express, The Ticket that Exploded, and together with Bryon Gysin devised the cut-up form of writing, indulged in seances, Black Magic and tried out Scientology.

Like Middagh Street, the Beat Hotel was a cultural and social experiment that sought to inspire art through shared experiences. 
 
Passport from Pimlico

It started with a bet. Three young writers sitting watching Mick Jagger on Top of the Pops, in a flat in Pimlico during the 1960s. The bet was simple, which of the 3 would make the big time first?

It was the kind of idle chat once made soon forgotten, but not for these 3 young talents, Tom Stoppard, Derek Marlowe and Piers Paul Read.

Read and Marlowe believed Stoppard would hit the big time first, but they were wrong, it was Marlowe in 1966 with his cool and brilliant spy thriller A Dandy in Aspic, made into a film with Laurence Harvey, Mia Farrow, Tom Courtney and Peter Cook.

Stoppard was next in 1967, with his play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. Then Read with Alive the story of Andes plane crash in 1974.

All 3 were outsiders, set apart from their contemporaries by their romanticized sense of Englishness, which came from their backgrounds. Read was a brilliant Catholic author, favorably compared to Graham Greene; Stoppard, a Czech-émigré, and Marlowe, a second generation Greek, who was for “heroes, though if not Lancelot or Tristan, heroes” who appeared “out of the mould of the time.” All three writers were to become the biggest British talents of the 1970s and 1980s.
 
Previously on Dangerous Minds

A Dandy in Aspic: A letter from Derek Marlowe


 

 

Posted by Paul Gallagher
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10.14.2011
07:41 pm
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Ozzy Osbourne cake
10.14.2011
07:34 pm
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Excellent “Ozzy Osbourne as Frankenstein” cake by Charm City Cakes.

(via Super Punch)

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10.14.2011
07:34 pm
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Christopher Walken will tear your throat out: ‘The Walken Dead’
10.14.2011
05:38 pm
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Brooklyn-based comedy outfit POYKPAC put together this witty homage to Christopher Walken and parody of zombie movies. Nicely done.

POYKPAC are Jenn Lyon, Maggie Ross, Ryan Hall, Ryan Hunter and Taige Jensen

More cowbell!
 

 
Via The High Definite

 

Posted by Marc Campbell
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10.14.2011
05:38 pm
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‘Masturbation can be a form of homosexuality’ says wacky Christian minister


 
Well, if this is true then, 100% of the men in the world who have ever lived since the dawn of human existence, are in fact, gay:

“Masturbation can be a form of homosexuality because it is a sexual act that does not involve a woman. If a man were to masturbate while engaged in other forms of sexual intimacy with his wife then he would not be doing so in a homosexual way. However, any man who does so without his wife in the room is bordering on homosexuality activity, particularly if he’s watching himself in a mirror and being turned on by his own male body.” - Pastor Mark Driscoll of Seattle’s Mars Hill Church, from Porn-Again Christian: A Frank Discussion on Pornography & Masturbation for God’s Men

I suppose one can draw certain conclusions about how “Mirror Man” Driscoll likes beat his own meat, can’t one?

What is his book about anyways? Is it a “how to” kind of thing?

David Schmader at The Stranger had a great quip about this:

Every day, in every way, Mark Driscoll seems more and more like one of those devoted heterosexual husbands who begins the love-making process by holding a copy of Mandate over his wife’s face.

Damn, I wish there was a video of this. What a missed opportunity! Think of the potential for “remixes”!

Posted by Richard Metzger
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10.14.2011
01:33 pm
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Bloomberg blinks: Establishment treads carefully on Occupy Wall Street


 
As we all know by now, Mayor Bloomberg blinked and the “cleaning” of Zuccotti Park was postponed. Allison Kilkenny writes at The Nation blog:

Brookfield Properties, the owner of Liberty Park, which had planned to schedule a cleaning of the property where protesters have been camped out these past weeks, cancelled its maintenance plans suddenly last night to the surprise of many.

Reportedly, Brookfield handed down the decision to the city late Thursday, though the announcement didn’t reach Liberty until Friday morning when two thousand activists erupted in cheers as they huddled at the center of the camp. I’m sure Brookfield and the Mayor will stick with the story that this decision was made late last night, but the presence of thousands of determined occupiers probably sealed the deal if there was any indecision left in the board room.

Confused murmurs served as a prelude to celebrations – a haze of disbelief best articulated by a fellow reporter, who stumbled from the surging crowd to exclaim, “We don’t WIN! We’re the ones who get the shit kicked out of us!”

This was the first protest I’ve ever covered where the activists won – if only a battle, and not the war, and if only temporarily. And the victory is definitely temporary. Major problems have not been resolved and large questions remain: Will the protesters be able to bring their sleeping bags back into Liberty Park? Will they be able to sleep on the ground? Fourteen hours ago, Mayor Bloomberg declared protesters wouldn’t be able to return their gear to the park, and now the decree came down to postpone the cleaning entirely. Why the change of tune?

Considering the sorts of electronic images that would have been instantly transmitted to the rest of the world had a bunch of NYPD riot cops tried to evict 5000 committed citizens from Zuccotti Park this morning, Mayor Bloomberg dodged a seriously stupid bullet that he was threatening to shoot into his own foot.

This is an important victory. It shows you that they’re afraid and it also shows you the limits of what they think they can get away with.

You can see the jubilant moment when the news was announced early this morning, in the video below.
 

Posted by Richard Metzger
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10.14.2011
12:44 pm
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I AM NOT MOVING: #OccupyWallStreet video that will make Glenn Beck shit himself


 
There have been a number of great short films and moving moments of video vérité being created by supporters of Occupy Wall Street and uploaded to YouTube, but this might be the best one so far.

It’s a very eloquent warning to the powers that be to get on the correct side of history.

This needs to be spread far and wide. I think it probably will be! Put together by Corey Ogilvie.
 

 
Thank you, Glen E. Friedman!

Posted by Richard Metzger
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10.14.2011
11:19 am
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Russell Simmons offers to pay for Occupy Wall Street cleanup!


 
Well-played, sir!

STANDING FUCKING OVATION!!!!

Follow @UncleRUSH on Twitter.

Via Glen E. Friedman

Posted by Richard Metzger
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10.13.2011
11:11 pm
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Truly appalling new NYPD scandal exposes cops planting drugs
10.13.2011
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At the corruption trial of Brooklyn South narcotics Detective Jason Arbeeny, a former NYPD narcotics detective also snared in the scandal testified that it was common practice to fabricate drug charges against innocent people.

In the astonishing testimony from Stephen Anderson, a former NYPD narcotics officer who’s testifying under an agreement with prosecutors, Anderson told of how he participated in false arrests and planted cocaine in order to meet arrest quotas and prevent a colleague from being put back on street patrol. The scandal hanging over the Brooklyn South and Queens narc squads has led to the arrests of eight police officers. Via the New York Daily News:

“Tavarez was ... was worried about getting sent back [to patrol] and, you know, the supervisors getting on his case,” he recounted at the corruption trial of Brooklyn South narcotics Detective Jason Arbeeny.

“I had decided to give him [Tavarez] the drugs to help him out so that he could say he had a buy,” Anderson testified last week in Brooklyn Supreme Court.

He made clear he wasn’t about to pass off the two legit arrests he had made in the bar to Tavarez.

“As a detective, you still have a number to reach while you are in the narcotics division,” he said.

Anderson, who worked in both the Queens and Brooklyn South narcotics squads, was asked by Justice Gustin Reichbach if such practices were widespread and if he’d observed them with frequency.

He replied:“Yes, multiple times.”

The judge pressed Anderson on whether he ever gave a thought to the damage he was inflicting on the innocent.

“It was something I was seeing a lot of, whether it was from supervisors or undercovers and even investigators,” he said.

“It’s almost like you have no emotion with it, that they attach the bodies to it, they’re going to be out of jail tomorrow anyway; nothing is going to happen to them anyway.”

The city paid $300,000 to settle a false arrest suit by Jose Colon and his brother Maximo, who were falsely arrested by Anderson and Tavarez. A surveillance tape inside the bar showed they had been framed.

Anyone currently in prison for drugs-related felonies in New Your State might want to start an immediate appeals process to get their sentences overturned… whether they are guilty or not!

This is all kinds of wrong. If the exposure of this cancer on the NYPD isn’t a good excuse to end the drug war, what ever would be?

Thank you Glen E. Friedman!

Posted by Richard Metzger
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10.13.2011
09:40 pm
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