A Forum for Vigorous Debate, Cornerstone of Democracy

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A FORUM FOR FREEDOM OF SPEECH AND VIGOROUS DEBATE, CORNERSTONES OF DEMOCRACY
[For the journal (guidelines, focus, etc.), go to www.theamericandissident.org ].
Encouraged censorship and self-censorship seem to have become popular in America today. Those who censor others, not just self, tend to favor the term "moderate," as opposed to "censor" and "moderation" to "censorship." But that doesn't change what they do. They still act as Little Caesars or Big Brother protectors of the thin-skinned. Democracy, however, demands a tough populace, not so easily offended. On this blog, and to buck the trend of censorship, banning, and ostracizing, comments are NEVER "moderated." Rarely (almost NEVER) do the targets of these blog entries respond in an effort to defend themselves with cogent counter-argumentation. This blog is testimony to how little academics, poets, critics, newspaper editors, cartoonists, political hacks, cultural council apparatchiks, librarians et al appreciate VIGOROUS DEBATE, cornerstone of democracy. Clearly, far too many of them could likely prosper just fine in places like communist China and Cuba or Saudi Arabia, Qatar, and Russia.

More P. Maudit cartoons (and essays) at Global Free Press: http://www.globalfreepress.org

Saturday, December 3, 2016

George Yancy


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From: George Slone
Sent: Monday, December 5, 2016 12:11 PM
To: george.d.yancy@emory.edu
Cc: zachary.j.hudak@emory.edu; julia.munslow@emory.edu; critchls@newschool.edu
Subject: A rebuttal of your op-ed

To Prof. George Yancy, Philosophy Dept., Emory University:

The following rebuttal to your most recent New York Times op-ed is also, as you can see, being forwarded to the Emory University student newspaper editors, Zachary Hudak and Julia Munslow, as well as to The Stone (New York Times).  Of course, I expect no response from them... or you.  But miracles do happen, n'est-ce pas?  Might the student editors actually publish it?  Might Simon Critchley publish it?  Pipe dream?  You bet!  After all, only the privileged in America, black or white, have voice...
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Surprise:  No response!  EU's student editors are well indoctrinated...

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Toni Morrison

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Morrison is as racist as it gets and of course gets a pass because she's not only privileged but is black.  That is the sad sign of our modern times.  Two wrongs make a right... somehow.  I was planning on doing a cartoon on her thanks to her latest white-hate racist essay in the New Yorker, "Mourning Whiteness," but then realized I'd already done two on her and that was enough.  So, I post the two old cartoons now.  The only thing that's changed since them is her girth, which gets larger and larger... along with her privilege.  We have white-privileged racist pigs and we also have black-privileged racist pigs, including Obama, Holder, Lynch, Oprah, and Morrison...
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Mourning for Reason

A Dialogue de Sourds between a Black One-Percenter and a White Male without Voice

Reason is the arch-enemy of ideology.  
—P. Maudit

The New Yorker certainly does not mourn for the death of reason and will certainly not publish this pro-reason rebuttal.  Indeed, it is quite content for the death of reason in the darkness of the left-wing ideology it espouses.  If it did mourn for reason, it would not have published Toni Morrison’s “Mourning for Whiteness,” a despicable anti-white racist diatribe, of the kind so popular on far too many of the nation’s ideologically-controlled college campuses today, where anti-white racism has all but replaced reason.    

Morrison is a multimillionaire one-percenter, immensely privileged black woman, far more privileged than most white males.  Simply mentioning that reality inevitably upsets her white-privilege narrative.  Besides her wealth and hoarding of over $25 million, she has voice, whereas most white males do not have voice.  The elitist New Yorker will publish anything she has to say, including racist rant.  That’s called privilege.  In fact, one must have privilege connections to be published in such a highbrow magazine.  For Morrison and likely the editors at the New Yorker, racism is good, as long as anti-white.  Double standards, stereotyping, and grotesque generalizations are part of Morrison’s game, while logic and reason are not.  For Morrison, two wrongs make a right. 

TM:  “All immigrants to the United States know (and knew) that if they want to become real, authentic Americans they must reduce their fealty to their native country and regard it as secondary, subordinate, in order to emphasize their whiteness.”  

PM:  So, white immigrants from England or Norway, for example, have (and had) to reduce their fealty to those countries, or they’d be emphasizing their blackness and thus anti-whiteness?  And all those immigrants brandishing the Mexican flag or setting up mosques are also rejecting whiteness in favor of blackness?   Hmm.  And how can a black immigrant from Haiti emphasize his or her “whiteness”?  And how about Somalis in Minnesota?  If assimilating into American values such as freedom of speech, vigorous debate, due process, and equality of treatment constitutes whiteness, then what values might constitute blackness?  Evidently, values you prefer.  Perhaps then you ought to consider moving to a whiteness-devoid black dictatorship in Africa.  It might make you a lot happier!  

TM:  “White people’s conviction of their natural superiority is being lost. Rapidly lost.”  

PM:  Yet I am white and do not walk around with a sense of superiority, natural or unnatural, for the mere color of my white skin.  But you walk around with a definite sense of superiority for the mere color of your black skin.  Go figure!  Logic is certainly not the forte of racists and ideologues. 

TM:  “There are ‘people of color’ everywhere, threatening to erase this long-understood definition of America.  And what then?  Another black President?  A predominantly black Senate? Three black Supreme Court Justices?  The threat is frightening.”  

PM:  Well, that “threat” is only frightening if it means the same blackness rule we’ve seen in African countries like Liberia, Ruanda, and Nigeria, where “whiteness” principles of freedom of speech, vigorous debate, due process, and equality are inexistent.  

TM:  “In order to limit the possibility of this untenable change [i.e., the “threat”], and restore whiteness to its former status as a marker of national identity, a number of white Americans are sacrificing themselves.  They are willing to kill small children attending Sunday school and slaughter churchgoers who invite a white boy to pray.”

PM:  That number is a minute minority!  You make it sound like a majority of white males shoot blacks!  How absurd!  One deranged man in South Carolina shamefully massacred those black churchgoers.  Why do you not mention the shameful massacres at Orlando and San Bernadino perpetrated by blackness?  And what about the near massacre at Ohio State perpetuated by blackness?  Ah, they do not fit your racist anti-white narrative, that’s why!  The racist KKK, which for some reason you do not name, is hardly representative of white people in America today.  Is Farrakhan’s racist Nation of Islam representative of black people in America?  Let’s hope not!  And what about the black males shooting black children in the streets of Chicago?  Ah, again, that doesn’t fit the narrative, nor do the black on white crime statistics that indicate blacks attack whites 25 times more frequently than vice versa (National Crime Victimization Survey).  

TM:  “To keep alive the perception of white superiority, these white Americans tuck their heads under cone-shaped hats and American flags and deny themselves the dignity of face-to-face confrontation, training their guns on the unarmed, the innocent, the scared, on subjects who are running away, exposing their unthreatening backs to bullets.”

PM:  Yes, there is or was a KKK violence problem in the deep south, though I haven’t heard much at all about it in several decades or more. However, I have heard of racist anti-white Black Lives Matter mobs  beating up whites.  

TM:  “Surely, shooting a fleeing man in the back hurts the presumption of white strength?”

PM:  And of course the same could be said of blacks who shoot whites in the back!  

TM:  The sad plight of grown white men, crouching beneath their (better) selves, to slaughter the innocent during traffic stops, to push black women’s faces into the dirt, to handcuff black children. Only the frightened would do that. Right?

PM:  And what about the sad plight of grown black men, crouching beneath their (better) selves, to slaughter the innocent during traffic stops and rape white women? Only the frightened would do that.  RIght?  Well, maybe only the mentally deficient, violent macho cruel-streaked. 

TM:  “Personal debasement is not easy for white people (especially for white men), but to retain the conviction of their superiority to others—especially to black people—they are willing to risk contempt, and to be reviled by the mature, the sophisticated, and the strong.  If it weren’t so ignorant and pitiful, one could mourn this collapse of dignity in service to an evil cause.”  

PM:  How can you really incarnate “the mature, the sophisticated, and the strong”?  On the contrary, you incarnate a conviction of black superiority just like the white superiority you denounce!  When have you manifested an iota of “personal debasement,” whatever the hell that means?  What a flaming hypocrite!  
TM:  “The comfort of being “naturally better than,” of not having to struggle or demand civil treatment, is hard to give up.  The confidence that you will not be watched in a department store, that you are the preferred customer in high-end restaurants—these social inflections, belonging to whiteness, are greedily relished.”

PM:  Now, who but privileged multi-millionaires like you even go to “high-end restaurants” and lament about the possibility of not being treated like some queen Pulitzer bee?  As for civil treatment, I’m white and have had to demand it and still have not received it.  My civil rights are being denied in my town because I have been prohibited from attending any cultural or political events held at my neighborhood library because I stood up for freedom of speech.  What library prohibits you from attending cultural and political events?  Not one!  So don’t tell me high-and-mighty queen Pulitzer bee that because of my skin color I have rights you do not have.  Wake up!  This is the 21st century, not the Antebellum South!  

TM: “So scary are the consequences of a collapse of white privilege that many Americans have flocked to a political platform that supports and translates violence against the defenseless as strength. These people are not so much angry as terrified, with the kind of terror that makes knees tremble.”  

PM:  Affirmative Action ended the notion of white privilege and began the notion of black privilege… quite a while ago and now it’s two wrongs make a right.  Some progress, eh!  If the “collapse of white privilege” is synonymous with the collapse of reason, free speech, vigorous debate, due process, and equality, then indeed perhaps we should flock to a new platform.  It is your visceral hatred for white people that makes your knees tremble!  
TM:  “On Election Day, how eagerly so many white voters—both the poorly educated and the well educated—embraced the shame and fear sowed by Donald Trump,” 

PM:  And yet why did so many white voters vote for Obama with almost no experience, who didn’t give a damn about New Black Panther scare-tactics at the voting polls and supported Black Lives Matter rioting and looting?   And why should so many black voters have voted for a congenital liar and perjurer like Hillary?  Do they represent a basket of deplorable blackness?   

TM:  “The candidate whose company has been sued by the Justice Department for not renting apartments to black people.”

PM: And what about the candidate whose foundation cheated poor black Haitians in need out of millions of dollars? 

TM:  “The candidate who questioned whether Barack Obama was born in the United States, and who seemed to condone the beating of a Black Lives Matter protester at a campaign rally.” 

PM:  Yet Obama himself wrote that he was born in Kenya!  And what about the candidate who supported Black Lives Matter—the riots, looting, killing of cops, and beating up whites?

TM:  “The candidate who kept black workers off the floors of his casinos. The candidate who is beloved by David Duke and endorsed by the Ku Klux Klan.”

PM:  And what about the candidate who is beloved by the father of Orlando terrorist Omar Mateen and crooked Muslim pay-to-play lawyer Khzir Khan and who takes millions of dollars from Islamic dictatorships that treat women as sub-humans?  

TM:  “William Faulkner understood this better than almost any other American writer. In Absalom, Absalom, incest is less of a taboo for an upper-class Southern family than acknowledging the one drop of black blood that would clearly soil the family line. Rather than lose its “whiteness” (once again), the family chooses murder.

PM:  This is the 21st century.  Educate yourself queen Pulitzer bee!  Now, here’s a few facts you willfully ignore about wonderful blackness.  The very first legal slave owner in America was a black man, Anthony Johnson.  Thousands of black slaveowners existed during the Antebellum period, including over 3000 in New Orleans alone.  Some of those black slaveholders used their slaves as human sacrifices in religious rituals.  Black author Thomas Sowell notes that Muslim (i.e., blackness, not whiteness) slaveholders “marched vast numbers of human beings from their homes where they had been captured to the places where they would be sold, hundreds of miles away, often spending months crossing the burning sands of the Sahara. The death toll on these marches exceeded even the horrific toll on packed slave ships crossing the Atlantic.”  Blackness Muslims enslaved millions of whiteness Europeans.  After all, the word “slave” derives not from blacks, but from Slavs, who were white Europeans, many of whom were enslaved. Today, blackness Muslims still own slaves!  
 
In retrospect, whiteness must be pretty damn good if it allows people like Morrison to freely express their white-hatred viewpoints.  In fact, do blackness regimes allow for black-hatred viewpoints to be expressed in Africa and elsewhere?  Apparently not, which explains why so many choose to immigrate to whiteness America.  In any case, real progress does not mean giving a pass to black racists.  It means rejecting racism, black or white.  Period.  Morrison has a long way to go with that regard… and evidently at her age, she ain’t gonna have the time to get there.  The New Yorker has yet to respond to this rebuttal.  








Toni Morrison


Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Elizabeth Lund

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Poetry-as-Usual:  A Brief Review of a Brief Review

“The key reason for the smallness of the audience for poetry is that people associate poetry with school…”
—Billy Collins

What to scribble when famous poets and their hagiographers have nothing to say and never dare transgress the space space of literary careerism?  Well, Elizabeth Lund, publishing house pusher, uh, literary critic at Washington Post, illustrates the problem in her brief essay, “Best poetry of the month: New collections by Billy Collins and Robert Pinsky,” where not an iota of criticism… just the kind of praise one might expect from a court jester introducing a poet laureate to a Hillarius, the First.  In this case, it’s two poet laureates.  
Well, at least Lund didn’t take the leap to best poetry of the century.  However, she still piles it on.  For Collins’ The Rain in Portugal, it’s “dry wit,” “subtle twists,” “fanciful landscape,” “richness,” “biting moments,” and “evocative and lovely.”  The subjects Collins writes about, anything but critical of the academic/literary hand that feeds him so royally, include conversations with an imaginary sister, thoughts of Shakespeare on an airplane, Keith Richards holding up the world, a weathervane, a “veggie platter that suggests the impermanence of life,” and “an encounter with a brown rabbit that could be the late Seamus Heaney.”  Yes, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud!  No, I am not making these things up, nor apparently is Lund, who argues:  “The constant shifting in these pieces provides both pleasure and a vivid example of how one’s thoughts, when unrestrained, can lead to unexpected destinations.”  Allow me to paraphrase with a touch of hard-core critique: “how one’s thoughts, when restrained, can lead to expected destinations… of utter fluff.”  
As for the other academic careerist and distinguished fellow, Pinsky—you know, that working-class guy from New Jersey—, it’s always quite safe to write about subjects distant from his little cocoon in the intellectually corrupt academy, in this case, Boston University, which was accorded the worst rating for freedom of speech by the Foundation for Individual Rights in Education (see 
https://www.thefire.org/schools/boston-university/ and https://www.thefire.org/speech-code-of-the-month-boston-university/).  Does Pinsky care about that rating?  Not in the least!  Yet how can a poet survive chained down by speech codes (i.e., without freedom of speech)?  Well, Pinsky apparently has no problem at all with that!  
His latest book, At the Foundling Hospital,” concerns “infants, slaves and immigrants.”  Perhaps a plea for open borders or support for Black Lives Matter?  Again, Lund lauds with unoriginal high-brow laudanum:   “tremendous range of thought,” “ability to weave together complex ideas into resonant poems,” “sophisticated,” “refined music,” “gives voice to various gods,” and forces “readers to rethink the wisdom they know.”  Man, Pinsky must be a god himself to be able to do all of that!  Lord, I better get down on my prayer rug.  Hmm.  And brilliantly Lund decides the poems themselves are foundlings.  Oh, she’ll surely bring a smile to Pinsky!  
Yes, poet laureates Billy Collins and Robert Pinsky not only have the stamp of Congressional approval, but, according to Lund, provide fascinating, if not brilliant, examples of… absolute fluff.  

Collins is wrong regarding the key reason for small poetry audiences.  The real reason is gutless, boring poets, not to mention gutless, boring poetry reviews, and poetry devoid of purpose.  Well, he gets it right with that regard: “Poetry is aimless, not purposeful. The poem is dancing with itself.”

Friday, November 11, 2016

The Fall of Hillarius, the First ! 
I think she’s a total goddess and I just love her.
—Miley Cyrus aka the Tongue

the lies, the denial, the perjury, the lying about the lies,
the lousy memory, the short-circuiting mind,
the rampant cronyism, the deflecting, the hypocrisy, 
the flip flopping, the ethics vacuum, the quid pro quo,
the Wikileaks bombshells, the Project Veritas revelations, 
the spinning surrogates, the entitlement, the elitism, 
the social engineering, the ultra-efficient smear machine,
the most transparent opacity in history, the epic greed, 
the conflicts of interest, the demonization tactics, 
the ruthful vindictiveness, the fawning Pravda press,
the four FBI investigations, the Homey in the back pocket,
the stronger-together platitude spewing, the reset button,
the safe spaces, the speech codes, and the trigger warnings,
the diversity groupthink exclusion mind-forged manacles,
the White Privilege bullshit, the rejection of All Lives Matter, 
the deafening silence in the face of Black Lives Matter racism, 
the deranged smile and cackle, the mess in the Middle East,
the Goldman Sachs speeches, the BleachBit, 
the town hall questions from Donna Brazil,
the rigged Democrat Party primary, the selling out of Bernie,
the basket of “I’m for her” deplorables, 
the fraudulent foundation, the election tampering,
the Muslim Brotherhood, the Benghazi nightmare,
the $5.4 million “crystal stemware” for the State Department,
the death of Vince Foster, the selling of the Lincoln bedroom,
the vast right-wing-conspiracy left-wing conspiracy theories, 
the defamation of Bubba-accusing women, 
the carbon footprint for thee, but not for my family,
the decades of self-service public service, 
the Istanbul Process and its Resolution 16/18,

the contempt for the Freedom of Information Act,
the revulsion for the Freedom of Information Act,
  the hatred for the Freedom of Information Act, 

and, more than anything else, the thousand-dollar Mao Pantsuits…



—G. Tod Slone (todslone@hotmail.com, Ed, The American Dissident

Monday, November 7, 2016

Michael Rectenwald

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From: George Slone
Sent: Thursday, November 3, 2016 5:42 PM
To: tips@nyunews.com; managing@nyunews.com
Subject: A cartoon on NYU and its Court of Civility

To Alex Bazeley, Ed-in-Chief, and Managing Ed. Bobby Wagner, Washington Square News, NYU student newspaper:  
Please publish the attached cartoon in your newspaper.  It concerns NYU.  If you decide against it, please inform me why.  Thank you!  
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From: George Slone
Sent: Monday, November 7, 2016 6:27 PM
To: smm274@nyu.edu; se24@nyu.edu; rs84@nyu.edu; marion.thain@nyu.edu; et28@nyu.edu; michael.rectenwald@nyu.edu
Subject: In the High Court of Civility

To NYU Professors et al of the Liberal Studies Diversity, Equity and Inclusion Working Group (i.e., Suzanne Maria Menghraj, Sean Eve, Robert Squillace, Marion Thain, Elayne Tobin, Jonathon White, Hannah Pingelton and Michael Rectenwald): 

A new cartoon depicting each of you was just posted on The American Dissident blog site (see 

About a week ago, I wrote to Prof. Rectenwald, hoping he might submit an essay RE his current battle with PC-academe.  He chose NOT to respond.  Likely, he is now cowering with regard to his career as a lifer academic.  So be it.  I then contacted the editor-in-chief of the Washington Square News.  He did NOT respond.  It seems to be the norm nowadays that such editors tend to be in lockstep with reigning professors, while, of course, boasting independence.  With his regard, I could be wrong.  Maybe he’ll respond in a week or maybe two or maybe next year.  Alas, VIGOROUS DEBATE tends NOT to be a cornerstone in most corners of academe.  Feel free to respond and even post your comments on the blog site.  Comments are NEVER censored.  I do not bite!  But I do tickle.  Nevertheless, my long experience with academics like you leads me to assume not one of you will respond.  BTW, it was the mind-numbing statement repeated in the cartoon that grabbed my full attention.  How not to question and challenge such inane statements?  Enjoy! 

Saturday, November 5, 2016

The editor carrying a whale bone on an isolated spit on the Port-au-Port peninsula in the hinterlands of Newfoundland last June.  How I love isolated spits!!!

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Petites, NL



Petites is an abandoned outport on the southern coast of Newfoundland.  It is a ghost town with no roads...  In the background is the old church.

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Mark Jenkins




EDITORIAL--Issue #32
      
Torment people with the truth.  I know I do.  It feels good!  Because truth is the new hate speech. Truth is the new hate.
—Pamela Geller

Censored and Banned
The front cover of this issue was inspired by an article in the Washington Post by Mark Jenkins and depicts a couple of local DC arts regulators: Touchstone Gallery Director Ksenia Grishkova and Judge, uh, Juror-Curator Jayme McLellan.
   Jenkins is also depicted, though as a lapdog arts hagiographer. He would not provide his photo, and I could not find one on the internet. His article concerned Touchstone Gallery, based in Washington, D.C., which held an “Art as Politics” exhibit, though seemed really to have been “Art as PC-Propaganda.”  
   Every region and state in the country has its cultural council, art associations, art galleries, art museums, and art blablabla manned and womaned by art apparatchiks, usually with lofty titles. These organizations are usually well-funded with taxpayer money and usually represent fine arts examples of cooptation by business (i.e., chambers of commerce), which also control government.  And of course they usually broadcast their hypocrisy, as in “All the Arts for All of Us” (Cultural Center of Cape Cod) and “We abhor censorship of any kind” (Touchstone Gallery blogger Rosemary Luckett).  As for the latter, my comments were eliminated, uh, censored. Luckett, however, didn’t eliminate, uh, censor, Arielle K. Masters’ comment:  “Love that circus tent quilt!” For the brief correspondence I had with Luckett and Jenkins, see the Literary Letters rubric.  
   America seems to have a paucity of courageous artists willing to stand up and speak rude truth to art apparatchiks. Instead, most beggar for funding and seek to climb up the careerist see-no-evil, speak-no-evil art ladder.  They don’t care about free speech.  They don’t need free speech.  They’re content with PC-speech.  What they want is limelight, invitations, grants, and awards.  For my counter-essay vis-a-vis Jenkins, see Art in PC-landia. 
   On another note, The American Dissident was banned by the Texas Department of Criminal Justice… with no mention of the reason for the action. Those in power, from the little Lucy Loomis library directors on up to the faceless correctional institution review committee members, are not obligated to explain their totatitarian actions.  Inmate Steven Hostottle was published in the last two issues of The American Dissident, so I’d sent him a few copies.    Sadly, the faceless committee members refused to give them to him.  Clearly, they’d leafed through the copies, didn’t like what they saw, so decided to ban the magazine.  Hostottle’s poems did not praise life in one of their Texas jail cells.  See his letter at the end of the Literary Letters rubric.








Sunday, August 14, 2016

Fogo Island


Ah, the beauty!  I took this photo on Fogo Island, not far from the town of Fogo on a hiking trail at twilight... all alone twas I...  Fogo is on the northeast side of Newfoundland.  One can take a ferry to get there.  This summer it cost $8 round trip with my car!  

Friday, August 5, 2016

Eileen Myles


Dyke Poet, Schmyke Poet, Who Gives a Damn!!!

I keep getting called a punk poet in the press, because they can’t say dyke. —Eileen Myles 

Contrary to the lame press Myles denigrates, while she gets more coverage than deserved, I can say dyke… and so what?  Dyke poet, smyke poet, latino poet, black-lives-matter poet, or toilet-controversial tranny poet.  Who gives a goddamn?  Where is the anti-establishment poet???  And I don’t mean Ginsberg or Bukowski, both of whom beggared to be part of the establishment… and succeeded in that sell-out endeavor.  Where are the poets who speak rude truth to the hands apt to feed them and put them under the stinkin’ limelight of the local university, state cultural councils, NEA, NPR, Poetry magazine, Poets&Writers, Library of Congress, Guggenheim, MacArthur Foundation, Poetaster Foundation, and Poetry House?

Emily Wittapril’s mindnumbing New York Times hagiography (total absence of questioning and challenging), “The Poet Idolized by a New Generation of Feminists,” assures that self-proclaimed dyke poet Eileen Myles, who endorsed Congenital Liar Hillary because she has a vagina, is certainly not one of those poets!  And if she were, she wouldn’t have been praised in the New York Times, which is in the business of praising see-no-evil, hear-no-evil establishment poetasters.  Wittapril begins her laudanum-infused laudation with a hook, of course:  “For decades, it seemed as though Eileen Myles and her unflinching depictions of New York misfits and creatives would forever be relegated to the margins of the American canon. And then last year happened.”  Oh my, no longer on the edge of the canon!  Now, I’ll have to read on to see what the hell happened!  Ah, her old novel Chelsea Girls (1994) is getting new wind.  That’s what happened.   In the hagiograpy, the poetesse, uh, poet reminisces about the East Village, which felt to her like the center of anti-establishment American poetry.  “The romance was that you had to be poor, you had to live in this neighborhood, you had to hang out and read all the books that everybody was reading, stay up all night, have an amazing life and write poetry.”  Sounds like in-vogue copycat mimicry!  How does that horseshit jive with the photo of Myles dressed as a proud one-percenter in a “Comme des Garçons Homme Plus” $1,390 jacket and $400 “Comme des Garçons Shirt”?  What happened to her romance of poet poverty?  Sounds a bit like Dicaprio flouncing about in his private jet with his global warming and small-carbon footprint romance.   So today Myles, now ordained establishment poet gets to publish poems in The New Yorker and The New York Review of Books.  “In the ’70s it was cool to be a poet,” she noted. “In the ’80s it was a joke.”  Yeah, and today thanks to her and others of her pompous ilk, it’s become a downright tragedy.  Myles states at the end of Wittapril’s hagiography:  “If a fool will persist in their [sic] folly, he [sic] will be wise, right?”  Wittapril notes that Myles was “smiling, because she knew she already was.”  Myles evidently could use a dose of humility and a course in Grammar 101.  The “sic”s are mine, not Wittapril’s.  If Myles had been honest, her statement would have been “if a fool persists in her folly, she will be anointed by other fools.”  You know, like Wittapril…

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PS:  Myles responded to this post via two very brief emails:
1.  "Ha boy are you ever pathetic. Good luck."
2.  "Go away troll."

My lengthy experience dealing with establishment poets, some actually believing they're anti-establishment, as in the Outlaw poets, underscores the latter to be as thin-skinned as it gets and utterly incapable of cogent response to my critique.   Pathetically unoriginal ad hominem is all I've ever received from them.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

La Scie


What beauty I find up in Newfoundland!  Here's a photo I took a month ago at twilight in an outport called La Scie (the saw) on the Baie Verte peninsula, one of my favorite areas. Many towns have French names because the French had settled there before the English and Irish.  

Monday, July 25, 2016

Julie Wake






Open Letter to Executive Director Julie Wake, Arts Foundation of Cape Cod, 
And to Cape Cod Safe-Artiste Supreme Richard Neal 

Silence will be your likely response to this letter and attached watercolor, both critical of you and posted on the internet here:  wwwtheamericandissidentorg.blogspot.com.  

Silence is always the likely response of those at the helm when questioned and challenged by unconnected, common citizens.  Silence is the response of those who do NOT believe in the fundamental cornerstones of democracy:  freedom of speech and vigorous debate.  

“HAC[K] Staffer Julie Wake Appointed as Arts Foundation Executive Director” provoked me to create the watercolor.  Of course, the Cape Cod Times didn’t have the brains to realize what “HAC Staffer” could imply.  So, I added the K.  

Both this letter and watercolor will also appear in next issue of The American Dissident.  Fear not, however!  The journal has been banned by the Clams Library System of Cape Cod.  In fact, I’d even offered a free subscription to Lucy Loomis, director of Sturgis Library, my neighborhood library.  Loomis not only rejected it, but ended up deciding to permanently ban me “for the safety of the staff and public” and all the writing by other poets and writers published in the journal, whom one must also assume to be potential dangers to the staff and public.  Do you care?  Well, we both already know the answer to that.  

Now, imagine if you actually possessed the unusual democratic openness to permit satire of the local Cape Cod arts and literary scene into the gates of your new Arts Foundation fiefdom?  Well, if that were the case, I suppose I’d be out of “business,” as a local critic.  Over the past six years, I’ve been testing the waters of the art and literary scene on Cape Cod.  Sadly, those waters have proven to be 100% murky (i.e., absolutely safe for political hacks, cultural marms, educrats, and other PC-bottle feeding adults.  Art on Cape Cod has become 100% commercially-acceptable, and that is the very crux of the problem confronting art today:  innocuousness okay/criticism not okay.  Period.   

When it comes to the ARTS, few journalists, if any at all, ever question and challenge  the iron-grip of commerce and the PC-mentality keeping the Arts innocuously safe.  Instead, they simply publish vacuous statements like “To further the Arts Foundation’s mission to strengthen and promote Cape Cod’s arts and culture, Wake spends every day connecting with members and donors, reviewing marketing and business development opportunities, and finding innovative ways to share and promote the arts and culture scene on Cape Cod.”  

Unsurprisingly, you, Julie Wake, stated: “I’ve always been committed to working in creative environments, and marketing and business development have filled that professional need.” And your anointed prize-winner Richard Neal concluded: “Winning the inaugural Arts Foundation of Cape Cod Artist Fellowship was a wonderful event for me. In practical terms, the grant money paid most of my studio rent for the year. The award helped even more in peripheral ways—I had an exhibition at the Cape Cod Museum of Art and through that show and the media many more people became aware of my art and what I do. Please support the Arts Foundation which does so much to raise cultural awareness and strengthen the Arts on Cape Cod.”  

Finally, I am not a hater.  I am not a violent man.  I have no police record.  I NEVER make threats.  I am not an Islamist.  I am not a Trump fan, though definitely not a fan of congenital liar Hillary either.  YET, “for the safety of the staff and public,” my very civil rights are being denied here on Cape Cod because I am not permitted to attend any cultural or political events held at my neighborhood library, though I am forced to pay taxes that help support it.  In essence, I dared question and challenge a local autocrat, something upsetting to Cape Cod autocrats in general, thus “for the safety of the staff and public.”  Nice ploy, n'est-ce pas?   

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Doug Fraser


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Blacklisted.  My opinions will NEVER appear in my local newspaper, the Cape Cod Times.  Why not?  For the latter, I simply do NOT exist...

TABOO:  THOU SHALT NOT CRITIIZE NEWSPAPER EDITORS AND THEIR JOURNALISTS!  Break it and be blacklisted.  

The Silence of the Lambs… and the Silence of the Journalists, though that’s probably the same thing.  

Unsurprisingly, the targets in the above cartoon did not respond.  

From: George Slone
Sent: Monday, March 28, 2016 2:56 PM
To: dfraser@capecodonline.com
Subject: Notes on Daily Reporters of the Year...
To Doug Fraser, Daily Reporter of the Year, Cape Cod Times Staff Writer:
So, why didn’t the Daily Reporter of the Year wish to write a story on local Barnstable senior citizen permanently trespassed from Sturgis Library without due process for a… speech crime?  And why doesn’t the Daily Reporter of the Year care that his newspaper blacklists local citizens like me from expressing viewpoints in the form of letters to the editor?  So, how then should I interpret what Daily Reporter of the Year really means?  Does it mean good journalism or does it mean chamber-of-commerce, pre-approved journalism, which is really not journalism at all?  Does it mean possessing a special appreciation for freedom of speech, freedom of the press, due process, and vigorous debate, democracy’s cornerstones, or does it really mean only a superficial appreciation of those things?  Nothing personal here.  I don’t know you.  I just saw the full page promoting your… grandeur.  Behind all the kudos, there’s usually another story.  Well, I don’t expect to hear from you.  After all, your job depends on being obedient to your editor, Paul Pronovost, who is certainly NOT a good journalist.  If you follow in his dubious footsteps, you’ll know silence to be golden…

From: George Slone
Sent: Thursday, March 31, 2016 4:23 PM
To: ppronovost@capecodonline.com
Cc: jack@unitedregionalchamber.com; l.conway@nenpa.com; m.sherman@nenpa.com; info@nenpa.com; editor@barnstablepatriot.com
Subject: Doug Fraser satirized in a new P. Maudit cartoon
To Paul Pronovost, Editor, Cape Cod Times:
Prior to sketching the attached cartoon, I tried communicating with your “Daily Reporter of the Year,” Doug Fraser, but he decided he didn’t want to respond.  Evidently, he takes after you when it comes to criticism… you know, the ole earplug and silence is golden routine.  Anyhow, why not publish the cartoon in your newspaper?  It would really show the public that you are INCLUSIVE, OPEN-MINDED TO CRITICISM, and most of all an ardent proponent of FREEDOM OF SPEECH and VIGOROUS DEBATE.  Pipe dream?  You bet!