You see what I told you, Keith? Turner wasn’t just some nature painting escapist. He was all about reality. Perfect image for Brexit days, I think. And wither goest Boris? I find Brit politics impossible to follow. They seem even more senseless than ours are.
Meanwhile, I texted an acquaintance whose husband used to be a talking head on the PBS Nightly Business Report and began working as a reporter and then on to editorial duties in news organizations like Newsweek and the Wall Street Journal, launching his own business magazine. He’s since been put to pasture as he’s done his job. I asked my acquaintance if they were following the banking crisis in Europe.
Not at all. Have no idea that one is taking place. They’re both too busy with the important things in This American Life. What do they care, anyway? They’re rich. Nothing can touch the rich. Well… I guess we’ll see. as it’s quite certain that if the working class are fleeced of everything they own, there will be others to provide them their pure water, toxin-free seafood, and soon all delivered to their secured compound underground.
Like this nitwit who has everybody in a brainwashed stupor laughing and following each others brilliance with delight and amazement. This is what he does with his profits. Really sensible move. Good luck if the entire banking system breaks down or the bottom two thirds of world who are being driven into complete poverty get out and wandering about. As we saw in Orlando, the guy mowing down the disco dancers was a hired gun for a security firm. You want to trust those hired guns to protect you, Mark? Hey, guess who knows where all the resources and money are?
Absolute madness. But nobody understands what I’m talking about. I’m just whistlin’ Dixie like those boys down south who broke away from the Union, much as the Texans and Alaskans and Vermonters and so on are all tryin to figure out how to do. 50 separate and independent states. Puerto Rico are free of the good old US.
Texted my old Santa Fe gallery dealer. No idea what Brexit is or notion of any kind of banking troubles in Europe. All her news comes from 2 hours of NPR. Great news about cultural things and human interest stories. Some science of how the Hillary Donald matchup is doing and what the politically correct line to take is. And, surprise surprise. Amidst the 15 minutes of actual news NPR reports daily, nothing about any banking meltdown in Italy or Deutsche Bank crumbling. Texted my friend, Goetz, on the subject. Waiting to hear back but I haven’t heard from him for awhile All quiet on that particular Western Front..
Texted around. Talked around. “Huh?” “Duh?” Is the the invariable response. Of course, all the people I talk with are are typically well-informed about all the major issues facing us, like the ones the corporate media talk about nonstop 24/7 and completely understand how the world works. As a former commenter informed me, he is perfectly clear-sighted and deeply perceptive. He just doesn’t want to look at all this global warming, war, economic collapse, poverty, refugees flooding Europe, Britain voting out of the EU, falling pound and banking stocks. etc. as it’s a real bringdown and hard to make pure and high art with those kinds of things on your mind. One also needs to have a functioning brain to understand what one is reading.
Little of that around lately. But millions of people ready to scream in your ear that you don’t know what you’re talking about if you try to calmly talk to them about anything remotely real. I’ve given up on that particular job. Now I just blabber away to myself here on True Outsider. I’m as true an outsider as ever existed. You can bank on that one.
Hmmm. … So for those who might have some interest, there are a very few news organizations reporting on what is happening. No doubt it’s not being reported in the US so people don’t go into panic mode. Otherwise, why isn’t it being reported? Or perhaps everyone has just gone insane or like the SEC overseeing the banks when they melted down in 2008 masturbating to internet porn. True story, not that anyone is interested but here it is.
Well, these things interest me. I’m always ready to see if anybody has the slightest interest in the real world, but so far haven’t come up with anybody. Fine if not. I’m used to being the consummate outsider, and at this point am quite content with it. I never had any ambition to be Julian Schabel, I can certainly tell you that. Pomposity isn’t my bag.
Three days ago in Europe it was a F$#@@cking Bloodbath! Suppose they’ve cleaned up all the blood by now but having trouble finding any reporting about it. Three days ago I have EUROPEAN BANKS COLLAPSING! Run and hide, folks! Don’t let true outsider alarm you! Take a knock on Mark Schmuckerger’s security perimeter. See if he’ll hire you to do the laundry or serve the pizzas.
Man, I thought we were living inside an Orwellian propaganda system. But I had no idea it was this bad.
Ah… Here we go. Italian Bank-Rescue Push Falters as Merkel Sticks to the Rules. Leave it to the Germans to stick with the fucking rules. (sorry, Goetz. I laugh just as much at Americans and everyone else. Most of the time I spend praying. God help us.) Or am I dreaming all this? Why I am the only one in the .001 percent in the entire country seemingly aware of this at the moment. Merkel’s sticking to the rules one might better call playing with dynamite or a hysterical last minute Hail Mary pass. Let’s wait and see if there’s anybody in the End Zone beside Forrest Gump or Adam Sandler.
Anyway. I’m just an old hick from the sticks. Call me Forrest Grump. Gotta get back to drawing. That’s actually about all I really know something about so I only take these little blogpost breaks to relax my mind for the next battle with with the blank paper.
Please excuse typos or grammatical dysfunction. Only getting a couple hours of sleep a night, what with all this exciting news to try to follow if only some news organization bothered to report it. It might be buried somewhere in the Times in a sub sub paragraph toward the end of a financial report, or some other place they bury important stories.
Like James Joyce said it’s a tough job being being an artist.. always information overload central… When all this is over think I’ll go on a real vacation. Get back to my yoga mat and my Eckhart Tolle and re-read Castaneda’s Don Juan books or the Toltec book of Wisdom.
I hope I’m not stressing anyone. If so, use my method to calm yourself. Here’s a bit of Meister Eckhart. How to Make a Decision. You artists should really check this out. See what art style you want to copy! Or what art critic you want to read to tell you what the truly great art is: