Fucking Mexicans And Their Piano

(butler smoke ride in work van)





I love simplicity. the immigrant who moves with 1 mattress and a suitcase. nomad

he'll stay with just that, and he might be staying for a year or two, but always ready to go.

he carries only means, meaning, he leaves more leaves, sees more seas


1 guy signs the lease, door shuts and 29 move in, whats wrong with that? who's to say they can't live like that if they pay the bills? it sounds fun actually.

"i hate moving they're shit out, pain in the ass"

yea but its just as bad as 1 rich guy with just as much expensive shit decorations

"yea, this one guy we moved had all these big vases and paintings"


that reminds me, they got a 200K piano, grand

"how do you kno?" piano tuner told me

they're real estate agents, pissed and calculated

they're old farmers, they don't know how to play a piano

they got piano worth as much as a house but don't know how to play it

"well they must play it if they got a piano tuner"

well you know how rich ppl are they play it once a year but tune it five times a yr. 


The fuckin mexicans, they were so goddamn loud. They had this tiny broken down spinet piano, only weighted 90 pounds, all fucked up and out of tune. The whole family would pound on that all night, every weekend. 

Jump Off Black Ledge And Get Back To Jesus

Jump off Black Ledge and back to Jesus.


Racist black jokes at breakfast table

i had to laugh bc it was more of a reserved person becoming giggly and surprising themself, uncontrollably, it was also one innocent comment from me, perhaps triggered much comradery from the other person than it warranted, it was a signal for them to unleash. 

and, it was the voice of a generation, a helpless time capsule buried in the ground, uncorking its old


plus, how do you really know when someone is racist? what if its just a funny joke? dead baby jokes are hysterical. it doesn;t mean I don't want baby's to not vote anymore. 

why is it always blacks we attack though?

I mean the japanese put a pearl necklace of bombs on our harbor

the germans killed 6 million jews

the muslims flew our planes into the Twin Tower heads

but we continue most racism against blacks

who fought next to us in our wars

who gave us the best music, best jokes, best food, best dance, best sports

who worked their asses off for us built our country and roads and farms, much for free? but they can't be free?


When you live in the city for a few years, coming home to a hike in the woods is very strange, people are like exotic beings. You see people in Boston and NY, but its almost never a familiar face. It becomes more a wallpaper of your environment. Like a background of loud trees swaying in a subway pole. You get home and hikers in the woods are like colorful neon space people. Black goggles and moon boots, Waldo decked out.


Wealthy people and wealthy adults must have a lot more fun in the winter. Better equipped. prob look forward to it. They got all their gear and Snowmobiles and skiing, and snowboarding, and snow shooing, snow shooting. propane fireplaces and plenty of heat in their home. Shit, when winter time hits/ comes around for us were like "whelp, can't pan handle anyone" busking and street art, I gotta look for a fucking job again. (I'm not gonna sing in a blizzard like a little a fuckin frozen metal music box in a snow globe. He's not gonna carve an igloo out of the sidewalk and sell wet paintings from his little fuckin mouse crack). Pan handle? I don't even have any pans and the pans i do have don't have any handles. i keep cutting my hand on the can and have to grab the burnt venison with antlers.  the plans that i do have are sham,  wake up, meet women, take off their sandals. the banana peel construction worker hit the wire with a jackhammer, the whole buildings down, the sun passed out at noon and we don't have any candles.

 NEXT year i'm gonna figure out a way to panhandle in the winter. keep summer alive. set up a plywood snow ball toss and people are gonna pay a dollar to hit it. Or i'll be a clown on a button activating seat that falls out and when you hit the target with your snow ball I fall onto thin ice. whatever happened to a good old fashioned passionate snow ball fight? rockwell painted these sort of things. now its a felony. it should be a sport. instead of turning on my TV and seeing Wipeout and trampoline basketball, vaseline bobsledding and 'crying figure' skating olympics I wana see Olympic snow ball fights. Two teams. Atheletic people. slam into a slim jim. bean bags of snow. Hand selected gladiators across the world. Two sides. More points for head shots. Schools should have snowball leagues. Towns should have mens league snow balling.

Cops would have snow ball cannons.

That'd be my kind of winter. 

But……Instead we got crampons. 

You know, These guys that don't just wear the crampons. but they got the tight black crampon race pants. the racing shirt.  the crampon beanie, the racing sun glasses, the camp on gloves, a vest with their name and race number on it, carbon fiber poles. Dude, you're walking in the woods. Its march. 

We walk down the trail in work boots and paint covered jeans,  smoking a bowl, talking about how the trees look like they're having sex with each other, throwing snow balls for the dog and jumping off the hill in search for common mullein. We back track. We notice our feet are leaving huge potholes in what was once a nicely smoothed and patted and cramped path. "Crampers only" they will soon say. New signs will read "Cramping strictly enforced". Crampers will complain to the town. Some may picket. "Our paths are being ruined by non crampers. WE believe in no impact snow laws. Cramping only". Some one will see my father at a restaurant and say "Mr Treat, can I speak to you a minute. I didn;t wana say anything because i don't like to be a taddle tail but"…and the music goes to suspense and they tremble "I saw your son and his friend hiking on the trail and they….I can't say it….they weren't wearing crampons. Uh, you know I wasn't gonna mention it but ya know…..this is a neighborhood"

So they goto the town clerk. Building inspector. And he's an absolutely massssssiiiiiiivee… proponent of crampons. I'm I've actually never met someone who is sucha huuuuuuge maaasssssively laaaaaaarge proponent of ice shoes. He has one of the bigggggggest (put ur arms out to show size) cases for why crampons should be mandatory. 


We walked by a black family and they were moon walking across the snow

like it wasn't there, with cereal box crampons

one guy actually had a buncha Tampax tampons taped together 

and was doing great.

on the snow and financially, he was selling them. road side

So, we confided and compromised and we gave in

we're not hippies, or hipsters, we're yankees, we make our own 

we got tennis rackets strapped to our air jordans

and I got really long lacrosse sticks tied to my socks

And we'll make due for a while…..

its just…

it's cramping my style




crampons and crayons and tampons and mayo, i'm not looking forward to those days of parenting and grocery shopping, unless i meet that girl funny enough, crazy enough, to have kids and raise a family with Crampons and me.  




Its just cramping my style and as much as they're mouth says smile, they're smile says it doesn't take much to please us.

So I'm just gonna jump off black ledge and get back to Jesus. 

The Truth In Words

Alan Kline, sociologist, said, "you can subvert stereotypes by owning them." Well, what the fuck does that mean?


He says, "I call people G, cause I like the idea of a gangster. He walks with swagger and does what he wants. whys that a bad thing? you can be a gangster of anything you want, gangster of writing music, gangster of fighting pollution, gangster of saving the rainforest, gangster of curing cancer, gangster of good. People say "no! a gangster carries a tommy gun and white shoes powdered in cocaine! murderer!", they say. NO. thats the OLD meaning, thats the mid evil, middle ages, ancient meaning, like when Love came from Hades so it meant hate. thats not real but it could have been. The word "word" used to mean something different. Time makes it fluid. "Ganster", it is much different, like you can watch a sports player do something incredible and people say "thats gangster, he'a a gangster", or a music solo or a speech -anything well done, with passion, with style. And that's OWNING the stereotype and subverting it. Using the word in a diff way, in a more casual way, repurposing it to mean something good.  So it takes on anew meaning, more positive, more innocent. It happens all the time."


It works in the other direction too.  It's funny. Things that are good can develop a bad reputation. Saving the rainforest is an incredibly important and vital thing. "Save the rainforest" has become a tag line in every plot making fun of liberals, hippies and green people everywhere and has taken on a life of its own so that, for some reason, when someone walks into the room with a "save the rainforest" t shirt at least a few…. dozen people with laugh at him , scoff at him or avoid him. But then when the guy behind him walks in with an orangutang jacket on everyone drops their drinks on the floor, goes over and starts petting his fur in amazement, giving him high fives, hugs, laughs -one guy is suckin his dick, c'mon!


It's backwards. 


In fact, you could loop all those words in there, "liberal, hippy, green" and people loop em all together, "lasso that dumb cow!" "na, lasso all three of em!  at once" These words start to blend into one thing.


Just like 'corporation', 'capitalism', 'conservatives' 'republicans', all said with a nasty tone , are looped around one single tall pole inside a t-p of burning sticks. 


These are all important words. Don't give us the "those words mean nothing to me, I'm floating around on a meditation/ yoga mat magic carpet, I'm one with outer space, love and light". no these are important words that we need to clarify and use to the best of their ability now, to help save the world, to turn it INTO a place of love and light. 


See the truth in words. 


Hippies, make their own stuff. 


Green people, fight for the environment. 


That shouldn't even have to require having a label. That should be automatic, understood.  It'd be like if you saw a squirrels nest, you would expect them all to take really good care of it right? Like there wouldn't be a bunch of squirrels that just pop out of mom andimmediately start tearing the nest apart. And then two other ones show up to stop them and someone goes, "oh….those are the green squirrels. they're a different species. they're kinda….I duno. we'll just let it play out". No, they'd get thrown out.  Even the rodents get it. Everyone is "green" whether they like it or not because "adam and eve" grew out of "HIS blessed land and heavenly sky" and plants and fish splurged outof our waters and evolved into bugs and birds and mammals and apes and then us, too. no matter which way you spin it, you're green, sorry. since when does there have to be a club and a label and a stigma just to keep your nest from imploding. 


There are green liberals and green conservatives. 

There are liberal capitalists, there are conservative capitalists. 

These words have very specific meanings that are being cluttered with whats taboo at the time and jumbled into big grey assumptions. 


Liberals are community based. Conservatives are individual based. They're generic philosophies. They're ought to be combined and cultivated, not instigated.

They both have their merits. The world should stop trying to jam certain aspects of life into one or the other like a child being pulled between angry parents. work together to see what each aspect of life calls for and which approach is more applicable where. Lets say some country is fucked up and twisted and killing innocent people based on its cinderella worship theories they can't read from 3 thousand years ago? Send in the conservatives and the military with strength and order. You don't want the liberals standing, singing blowing in the wind to a tank, trying to stop bullets with hoolla hoops. At the same time, you may want the liberal to handle the social relations and the reconstruction. Work together.


Corporations are not inherently BAD. just because some, and I know it's plenty, are corrupt and greedy, it does not mean that the whole model needs to be thrown out the window. Corporations can and do, do good. 


Don't like 'them'? Make a totally green, earth saving, whale saving, rainforest planting, bamboo, leaves and solar panels, with hemp uniforms, naked, corporation. I'd be your first applicant. 


Democracy is not inherently good or bad. Cant ya tell?! its only as good as the people occupying it and steering it. Capitalism is not inherently good or bad. If young independent people were able to start their own private businesses early and easily, with tools, help and resources from the state to guide them, we would see a much better, more focused, more positive youth. They wouldn't feel suffocated into going to college. 


If they do goto school, they should't face debt that voids and eradicates their education and squeezes them into becoming a cow in the 'paying my debt back' milk plant. Conscious capitalism could save these things. 


Money is not inherently evil, its a transfer of energy. If you work in construction you expend a certain amount of calories and energy each hour and you get a monetary value for that time. At the end of the week someone gives it back to you, at an agreed upon rate. Your paycheck is all that energy you expelled, all stored up in another form, a paper form and now it's potential energy. Do with it what you want. 


If you're a billion dollar business man you probably have thousands of people and machines working under you and all their energies and yours are building up, storing up, collecting, combining and by the end of a whole year of that, you have a shit load of potential energy. 


So, the "money is the root of all evil" people have been wounded and jaded and have reason to be, I believe that. Help them and respect their complaints but show them that they can use money, stored energy, to make the world more like they envision it. Money isn't the root of all evil, it was the root of a bunch of really evil things yes, but money is just stored energy. Like anything it can be used for destructive or constructive purposes.


Chose constructive purposes.


People spend so much time loving everything but themselves. Its like "exercise, diet, light, culture, community, hobbies, fun, happiness!? i can't afford that! i don't have time for that! i don't have the energy. I can't get in shape now." But then they turn around and afford dunkaroos, pay per view infomercial magic bullets, they make time for 12 different HBO TV series and they have the energy to wash their brand new truck up real nice and get down on their back and scrub and huff n puff n sweat and wax it and work it. And it's easy to start to thinks that's cool. its part of our culture. But if you're able to step away from it, after a while you're like "wait…what're we trying to achieve?…. We're trying to fulfill ourselves, make ourselves happy! Sweet!" and you go back under the truck and pick away at it, crank and crank and bang ur fingers. the next day, "wait, what was i trying to do?…. oh! happy!" crank n bang. crank and bang. it keeps going like that. finally one day you go. "if this is fixing me why do I have to keep coming back?…… OHhhhhhhhhh, trucks and TV and clothing and appliances and all these products can't make me happy. its the wrong tool! fuck, its not even in the same toolbox, or drawer, or same realm or wavelength or universe or anything! I gotta actually go in there and work on it. I cant bandaid it. I can't fix a leaky head gasket by adding oil in at every red light right?" So I wonder why people don't spend that time working on themselves, or at least the equal time. It sounds so obvious. But, I'll admit, it doesn't sound 'fun'. But then again, neither is scrubbing a fucking pick up truck, unless you really love that truck and have pride in it. 


The word 'you', like in "universe' and 'unicorn' and 'universal joint" -scrub it, keep it oiled, good fuel, simple paint job, love it.