SPRING a poem by Ellie Schoenfeld from her book ISBN: 1-886895-13-9 Earth laughs in flowers but it takes a long time for her to crack a smile around here. And I, desperate for a joke after nine years of winter, finally spy a corner of grass and soil, tangible evidence of the possibility of Spring. I want to grab the dirt, rub handfuls onto my skin, fill myself in grow flowers from every oriface. Live From Cadot, WI (exactly half-way between the North Pole and the Equator) it's ATI - Activist Tellem It. ]]]]]]] ]]]]]]]]]] ]]]]]]]]]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] I S ]]S U E ]] # 2 2 4 ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]]]]]]]]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]] ]]]]]]]]]] Dedication: Ben, Rachel, Tag, Jerry, CJ, Beth, Mike Hiya, It's Sunday nite. The other day my friend Shelly and I drove six and a half hours to see a folksinger named Dar Williams perform a benefit concert. You ever heard of her? My friend Melanie turned me on to her music about a year ago when we were sharing each others' inspirations. Wilco, Dar, stuff like that for her...Roger Miller, Pete Seeger, Melanie, Joan Baez, stuff like that for me. But I'd never seen her live before. If you get a chance you owe it to yourself. You owe it to humanity. Go see her. I have to say her show was worth every mile! I think my fave songs so far are "The Babysitter's Here," and "When I Was a Boy." "If I Wrote You" was pretty good too, and there's a brand new one she's working on that pokes fun of Yoko Ono (she deserves it!) was great too. And now, it's Tori Spelling for Cardio Kung Fu. What's next. Taco Bell with the big badass, fat burning gazpacho burritoburger???!?!?!?! Aparthood Alert: Should you happen to see a black man running something, find out who's the white man who owns the place, (or basically him, huh?) That's how far we've come. In all these years. That's all of how far we've come. OK, I've got a couple poems for you, then some ATI stuff, you know, #'s, Lettuce, the usual PAWN stuff, and then we end with reprint of a poem I collected on the road. U R N 4 tr8s. _prime_ [][][][] GRAVEN IMAGE : WHICH CAME FIRST When you built that church; Was it phase II or III? I can't recall. I saw you become - Graven. [][][] MISSIONARY GIRL In all our time together I got you To do it One other way. With no strings attached. [][][][][][] Prime Anarchist Productions Presents... the PAPP #'s Run [note: because some of these links are news oriented, their "shelf-life" may be quite short. Should you encounter a dead one, feel free to "play through." -prime] "Hey, think of it as a neo Computer Shopper Magazine BBS listing." -anon. http://www.lod.org http://yaddaness.com http://come.to/CIABASE http://www.capsteps.com http://www.poetryslam.com http://www.ga-usa.com/jcg http://www.davidrovics.com http://www.sneezingcow.com http://www.punkbands.com/zines http://www.wakeupwisconsin.com http://www.prairienet.org/mediapoll http://www.afsc.org/pwork/pieces.htm http://www.intop.net/~pmoore/SOA.WAV http://dangerousmonkey.com/dailyboink http://www.peacehost.net/soaw-w/DC.html http://home.att.net/~r.rumpel/index.html http://www.squirrelbait.com/roadkill.htm http://www.cc.columbia.edu/%7Ehauben/acn http://www.hippie4congress.org/main.html http://digital.net/~cheshire/birthday.html http://www.furnitureporn.com/furnporn1.html http://www.people.virginia.edu/~slm4b/dar.htm http://homepage.cistron.nl/~svm/hot/music.html http://www.ship.edu/~bm3719/lynx_bookmarks.html http://www.salon.com/comics/tomo/2000/04/24/tomo http://www.leisuretown.com/library/jan1000/3.html http://www.cannabisnews.com/news/thread1341.shtml http://www.poharb.toofarnorth.com/publications.html http://www.earlyamerica.com/review/fall97/arnold.html http://bboard.mp3.com/mp3/ubb/Forum53/HTML/000217.html http://mojo.calyx.net/~refuse/mumia/050100antioch.html http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/105/aluminum_noise.html http://www.baylor.edu/~Brazos/Number2/LiteraryLinks.html http://www.zimbra.nl/talkingheads/davidbyrne/ritual.html http://www.abcmedianet.com/nopwd/headlines/042700/0427_01.html http://www.kitetoa.com/Pages/Textes/Les_Dossiers/Weird/hamsandwiches.htm http://pecan.srv.cs.cmu.edu/afs/cs.cmu.edu/user/phoebe/mosaic/magazines.html GNAW ON SOME LETTUCE? to kokopeli: If you are a performing musician who needs a web page where you can update your own performance dates and locations using any browser, check this out. http://www.thunderland.net/Promo/APromo.htm to ati@etext.org Recently, my web site was hacked and while looking for the url on-line... I ran across http://altavista.remarq.com/altavista/transcript.asp?g=%22crosswinds%2 Enet%2F%7Ethewing%22&tn=18400001&sh=fc4a0a189efece30&str=%22crosswinds%2 Enet%2F%7Ethewing%22&idx=0 In that you have my web page address which is http://matrix.crosswinds.net/~thewing and because of my recent computer problems and not understanding the context or reason why the url was in there, I was hoping for some enlightenment. Laura [Laura, I definitely did not hack your website. Sorry to hear about that. I don't wish that on anyone. I do think you're almost as paranoid as me though. I liked your page a LOT so I put it in my #'s run. That's the extent of my relationship with your site.] to ati@etext.org Fucking beautiful pome dude! One line you missed (probably intentionally due to modesty): Art is Marc Frucht. -Akira to ati@etext.org neat, marco. -robyn >>Artis >> by Marc Frucht >> >>Art is not always a painting >>Art is a trash heap that just [snip...] To: cygnus@ CC: marco@ This just went to usenet. I might put it in this weekend's ati. I'm not sure yet. ----====---- WASHINGTON - How quickly will we rationalize and justify Jonny Chung? Today China became important enough to Washington's national security that it feels safe to thumb Taiwan, tackle Tibet and export terror throughout both hemispheres. We are proliferating one thing and it is NOT peace. Mark my words, Bubba. We are in for a world of hurt. EAST ROOM - White House. Be afraid. Be very afraid. George Bush and John McCain seeking summit today serves perfect metaphor for Permanent Normal Trade Relations with China. Madeline Halfbright announces Clinton, Carter, Ford, Kissinger et al, with not a black man or woman in the house. Tuesday, May 9, and all is as it seems. Al Gore recognizes Warren Christopher, Al Haig, Brent Skocroft, Zbignew Brznski, Admiral Craft, and Jesse Ventura. Where's Mick Jagger? Carter recognized everyone, including Kissinger, EXCEPT Albright! Telling. Not a black man in the house. And only the token woman or three. How does one refute six presidents and two secretaries of state? If they told you to kill Christ, you would, wouldn't you? Or wouldn't you? "Co operative relations with China is in the best interest of the United States," says Dr. Henry "Death" Kissinger, to mad applause from pink faced, greasy, fat, primerib-stuffed heads. Best interest of the who? Of the who?? AT LEAST BE HONEST, YOU NAZI PUKE! Peace and progress in Asia? Who the flakjacket are you fooling? Prepare for terror, oppression and anarchy of the sort that is NOT good. This is NOT good news. Final metaphor: A morphine, heroin speedball is going to kill you, you know that; but it's going to feel sooooooooooooo good. Look deeper than the happy fleshy crust, Bubba. Look under the surface and be afraid. Be very afraid. -30- === ====================== ATI - A recent convert to the best Pop Culture magazine in America. === ====================== ON THE ROAD SOME MORE by Aaron Kreider (Continued from last issue.) [If you wanna read the whole thing as one long t-phile goto: http://www.etext.org/Zines/ASCII/ATI/trilogy] When I wasn't really expecting it, possibly going through my bag for something or other, I got a ride from a young guy in a car going across most of North Dakota. He was on his way from South Dakota up to Williston (about a ten hour or so drive) to take up a position as a Youth Minister. He'd become a Christian about three years ago and that's why he picked me up. He was easy to talk to since he was my age and we could discuss religion and like subjects. I was the third hitch-hiker he'd ever picked-up. He offered me some food and I ate of his good oatmeal (somehow it was moist! - I was travelling on dry oat meal, chocolate chip cookies, nuts, and dried fruit). I refused to share his ham-sandwich which he almost didn't eat when he found out I was a vegetarian (!!!), but then I assured him that I wouldn't be offended and when he found out I didn't eat cheese, eggs, milk, etc - he justified it to himself. I originally thought I should get off in Bismarck, as that would have been a good place to get a ride if I had to stand at an entrance to the inter-state - but as we missed the truck stop turn-off (there was meant to be one on the west side of the town), I decided to go the extra 90-some miles to Dickinson with him. We almost ran out of gas (about half-way into the empty zone) somewhere before Dickinson. Some of the exits had 'no services'. We were in the boons. The countryside was pretty boring. Mostly range country with some cows. Very rural and not too much traffic. In conversation we actually agreed on the general idea that the Bible implied Christians should work for social justice. He believed in all of the Bible so we disagreed on some things and discussed (mildly arguing) homosexuality for a while. He had a very newly found girlfriend who was studying in South Dakota - and by moving to work they were going to be separated by quite a bit. At 4:23pm I was by Dickinson at N 46 53.785 W 102 47.740. Dickinson was the boonies! Not completely but getting there. I walked out onto the turnpike to get a ride (before I had always hitch-hiked at entrances as hitch-hiking on the turnpike in many states is illegal). There were rains coming from the west and you could see the dark clouds (and possibly even the rains) in the distance. After maybe half an hour or so, I got a ride. It was a short one but well worth it as we drove through the rains which could have surprised me (it would have taken me ten minutes to get to shelter). The person who picked me up was a local. We talked mostly about the geography as I began to admire the countryside particularly as we entered the Little Missouri National Grassland and Theodore Roosevelt National Park. There were nice buttes - or whatever they are called. Saw some wild buffalo and horses. Unfortunately he only took me 37 miles and dropped me off in the middle of the park, where I just missed a friend of his who would have picked me up (he saw him drive by). At 5:21pm I arrived near Medora at N 46 55.895 W 103 33.412 hopped a fence and walked around for an hour or so. At 5:58 I sat on top of a hill, the highest for a couple miles. At N 46 55.981 W 103 33.613 around 2600 ft (though my altitude meter fluctuated from 2450-2800). I ate some food, drank a little water, and wrote my cousin Kara a letter (she was in Abidjan, Ivory Coast) as some dark rain clouds approached but fortunately missed me as they headed north. I climbed down the hill, walking and clambering down a gully. Because it was a gully and it had recently rained, it was muddy and I got dirt in my shoes and shoes stuck a little in the mud. A little bit after getting to the bottom, by the side of the turnpike it began to rain. Then the rain mixed with pea sized hail. I crouched down and covered myself and my backpack with my jacket as there was absolutely no cover around. My ten-year old jacket got very wet in the process though I mostly stayed dry. I was rather thirsty so I ate a little hail (it was nice and cool and good and I was running pretty low on water). I then tried to hitch. Visibility and the shoulder were good, but the traffic sucked. I waited over two hours without anyone stopping! Eventually it got too dark so I stopped trying. I tried to walk a bit, thinking I might be able to find a place with a bathroom and some water - but eventually (after 2 or 3 miles) gave up on that as it was pretty tiring and around 11:13 p.m. camped on top of a nearby hill (not the tallest one) at N 46 56.215 W 103 35.736. I slept pretty well, cocooning in my sleeping bag which was adequately warm. The ground was a little lumpy, but it was ok. It also became very windy in the wee hours of the morning (and I was on the top of a hill - which was probably pretty stupid) and I feared that rain was on the way! But it wasn't. It probably went down to the 40s. (TO BE CONTINUED...) "SAY IT AIN'T SO: Transcript of DC'S Police Chief brutalizing someone. CNN footage from A16 demonstrations. Typed in by Marc Frucht. A grey-haired caucasian patrolman pushes a young woman aside. Walkie Talkie in hand, Police Chief Ramsey approaches. Puts radio in his left pocket. (not sure jacket or pants from the camera angle) Ramsey grabs the young woman the minute she gets up off the ground from being pushed by the other patrolman. Ramsey's right hand is on her left shoulder. He grabs her hair with his left hand, turns her around and throws her to the ground. She gets up, he grabs her with both hands again. Lunges at her throat with his right hand, left hand around the back of her head and his left leg behind her legs, he grabs her left breast with his right hand. Ramsey wrestles her to the ground, not letting go of her breast until she struggles away behind a journalist in the way of the camera. Ramsey slides her along the pavement back into site but now he's facing away from the camera, hunched over her flat on her back. He takes what appears to be either three punches or pulls of her hair, comes up with her bandana in his hands, ripped right off of her head. Demonstratively, Ramsey throws it on the ground at her as she's getting back up to try and run back into the crowd away from the violence. DC Police Chief Ramsey pulls his walkie talkie back out of his pocket and smiles as he talks through very heavy breathing. PRESS RELEASE Tue, 09 May 2000 22:35:50 -0400 GRAFFITI AT AUCTION GUERNSEY'S TO CONDUCT FIRST MAJOR SALE FOCUSED ON THE HISTORY OF UNIQUE URBAN ART FORM The Graffiti art movement was spawned in New York City in the late 1960's, spread throughout the world and remains a vital genre displayed in museums and discussed on the pages of leading pop cultural publications universally. Interestingly, there has never been a major auction devoted to Graffiti and related urban arts... until now! The first true auction reflecting on the hip hop generation and inner city culture will be held on June 14th and 15th at NYC's Puck Building. Guernsey's will be presenting a comprehensive auction of hundreds of lots of paintings, drawings, sculpture and constructions, photography and ephemeral materials (piece books, movie art, etc.) reflecting on the last thirty years of Graffiti. The renowned Bronx Museum of the Arts is involved with the project and will be benefiting from a gala preview held in its honor. In an effort to have the auction match the excitement of the art, many of the lots will be sold without a minimum reserve. Info: 212-794-2280. Faxes may be sent to 212-744-3638; email to guernseysny@aol.com. PLEASE POST WIDELY GREAT NEWS!! /update 3-14-00 note SD's address correction from last sending from Standing Deer Defense Committee http://standingdeer.homepage.com/index.html To Friends & Supporters of Standing Deer: By the efforts of Dr. Lannette Linthicum and Dr. Glenda Adams Standing Deer was transferred from Pack One Prison to the Geriatrics Center at Estelle on 5-7-00. Standing Deer describes his new location as being "a cool 75* in here in this sterile bug-free geriatrics facility. This place is even better than I remember it." His Clonidine has been restored, blood pressure is good and reports that the medical staff is professional and treats him as a patient. He has also been recommended for the heart clinic in Galveston. Thank you, THANK YOU ALL for writing your many letters of support in order to win this life-saving transfer. Standing Deer's new address: Robert H. Wilson #640289 / Estelle Unit, 264 FM 3478 / Huntsville, TX 77320-3322 CHECK YOUR FORKS: For Tube Failure Or Chipped Teeth. WASHINGTON -- Two companies are recalling about 31,000 bicycle suspension forks because they can break apart from bicycles, causing riders to lose control and fall. About a dozen people have already been injured. Answer Products Inc. is recalling about 17,500 BMX and mountain bicycle forks because the tube that attaches the fork to the bicycle can fail, the CPS Commission said Tuesday. Answer Products has received six reports of forks failing, resulting in two people suffering minor injuries such as cuts, bruises and chipped teeth. Because of similar problems, By Us International Co. of Taiwan is recalling about 13,500 Ballistic front suspension forks installed on certain Brunswick mountain bicycles. By Us and Brunswick received 18 reports of forks on these bicycles breaking apart resulting in nine riders suffering serious head and bodily injuries, abrasions, bruises and chipped teeth. [ref]-[http://www.answerproducts.com] SISYPHUS' CAMPAIGN: If We're Lucky, Maybe Sisyphus Will Bring Us Something Like This Each and Every Week by Sisyphus My campaign this year is: "Stay Out Of The Sun! There's NO OZONE Up There This Year!" This is true and can be checked. Do you want links? It's in NASA-JPL somewhere. There has been damned little media mention of this, so you watch; this fall, there'll be a rash of reportage on the rising rates of melanoma in the general populace. (Hmmmmmm.... I wonder, I wonder if there'll be a difference in incidence rates that can be linked to skin color. Stands to reason there would be, it's the ultra-violet colours that are not being filtered out.) And the light looks different. The yellow is still there, but there's this hard-edged bluish stuff about. Stay Out Of The Sun. Serious. All of the northern hemisphere this year. People in Russia and Northern Europe have the same problem. FREE BANDNAME IDEA OF THE WEEK MIDWIFE CRISIS GUITAR ANARCHY TECHNIQUE TIP (GATT) OF THE WEEK. GATT # 20 Find a song that has E's and B's at the end of each line and announce that it rhymes when you play it. Instrumentals work best, but dumb pop songs are almost as good. -=Mine Canary=- a metaforic prose poem by marco Did you get the "canary in the mine" Metaphor when your favorite rock star sang it? When your fave fictionist wrote it? When your closest candidate closed with it? I'll admit I didn't get it at first. Not Until after Fasttrac passed, after Viagra, Allegra, Long after Reagan AND Rogaine, & even prilosec - that purple phascist pill. And of course long after Bechtel and Occidental. If you must know, I'll say I finally entered the Myth while reading Marilyn Chin. Long after fat Free fat and Cortizone. I'm a half-dead canary, as I look at the zinc and copper mine so far away from my life now, I can take my consolation in the knowing. That I can say. At the very least. Still I'm half alive. ENDANGERED SPEECHIES Estas un hippie? I mean it. That word doesn't change in ANY language. Not a tongue. Every one stays the same. Well at least in sound. Some spelling may vary... HALF A POEM. [you can have it free of charge] Tinseltown detinselized tinpan alley desensitized Newsroom desensationalized. (A)(C)(T)(I)(V)(I)(S)(T) (T)(I)(M)(E)(S) Send editors to the letter to: ati@etext.org [or was that...] Go to our never-official website at: http://www.thepentagon.com/primeanarchist Get back issues at: http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/cygnus.html And sign up for the once a week publication at our listserver. We'll let YOU FIND THAT ONE on your own. ------- ( . ) ------- ------- ( . . ) ------- ------- ( . ) ------- ------- ( ) ------- We end this 'zine with FLUSHING FLUSHING FLUSHING ALL ACROSS AMERICA another poem by Ellie Schoenfeld [ Same book: Screaming Red Gladiolus! ] ...our toilet is really a drag because every time you flush it the little chain that connects the handle to the plunger falls off and you have to reach your hand way down into the tank, way down into the freezing cold water and reconnect everything and while I'm reaching and reconnecting I think about millions of other people flushing their shit into a lake and about fish choking on all that shit and about places where people don't have enough water even to drink and here we are flushing flushing flushing all across America while the aquifers are running dry and there is talk of piping water from Lake Superior to Texas and by the time I have everything reconnected my fingers are numb from the cold...