Saturday, June 2, 2012

Written by John, posted by Tracy

The Emperor of Ice-cream and his Cronies: the New Transportation


‘The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.’
Wallace Stevens


So...

You WILL be relocated to the mines of Western Australia.
You will ‘join’ the ‘boom’ (as John Forbes wrote: ‘even if we don’t choose to join you, we do’).
You will admit Perth to be the centre of the known Universe.
You will all bow down to the Emperor and his cronies.
You will eat the planet alive and shit it out on the cosmos.
You will consume consume consume.
You will buy off or crush those who oppose.
You will ‘negotiate’ with only one outcome possible: boom boom boom.
You will feed the Fukushimas and nuclear weapons industries.
You will allow him to enslave the unemployed and destroy families.
You will then allow him impose a ‘better’ version of (‘Christian’) family.
You will hear him on the airwaves praising ice-cream. It’s climatic.
You will ‘hear’ what you think you want to ‘hear’.
You will say okay, okay... boom boom boom.
You will attend theatre and opera weighed down with the cast-offs
from over-fed miners’ wardrobes – you, and the companies.
You will gloat and never get the irony of Lucky Country recidivus.
You will enjoy the lifestyle.
You will worship the Queen who is the Emperor’s rep in the Old World.
You will make haste to the mines.



John Kinsella



Written in response to this article, and many others, pertaining to the right-wing corporate rule of Western Australia.




3 comments:

  1. Hi John and Tracy, here is something i wrote by some coincidence on the saturday of this blog post. "publishing" on someone elses comments page hardly seems ideal, but it seems as good a place as any at the moment, and somewhat relevant, at least...

    perf! perf!

    edifying prose burly bounds and dives in
    on the the vents and winds swirling over yon
    those tetra pickle pointed pliers apple-ing at the sky
    a fist stand fandom
    dreams of recipro city cordoned bleh thrifty-fifty
    entry fee enter bland man

    pause

    difficult album salad days hey-don’t-go-there e lip
    sis perf riff referal eff em (eral/muriel) where all
    the ponies go to doe or don’t doe by the sworn
    bleating perf ceptions bambi as green lighted intro
    duction to the cruelcruelcruelcruelcruel world
    remembers the dead mother deer
    & nothing else of the film

    pause

    phlegm. expelled moment of nostrils flared or throat impaired
    viscosity as actuality defence on point of lined up hairs
    perf perf ! where do you go the clouds the air the long bow around the knot of coast and dissipate elsewhere into the electron cloud rees sourced for election chowder

    purse

    why yes my fingers do stand and point like skyscrapers on saint
    Georges terrace clear as career politicians will tear the assumed
    us a new one the way one
    would tear a copy of the West
    paper in metaphorical defiance or disgust

    p...

    it takes more than a westerly to blow away vested interests always
    in the self caper as ee gee gas point pushed by the premiers pockets
    and the po po on display for whatever poets to make a mockery of
    why yes
    i guess
    this is what little L new liberal neo freedom looks like
    ; the farts of Barnett’s mouth when they deign to respond
    can’t please everyone but
    can sure please that briny self

    - Connor Weightman

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  2. Oh ! I recognise the world I live in . No , really , more than you know .

    Know the name : " Rothschild " ? Know how rife they are here ?

    I call " The Emporer " Crawlin' Barnrat . If you " get it " , please incorporate with your own ample vocabulary .

    Been Googling " Anarchist Fremantle " a bit lately . This blog comes up near the top of the list . Been trying to find The No Name Collective . Any clues ?

    ( Doesn't having a google account prove that I am indeed a robot ? A ( lack of ) persona forced to adopt in order to play the game . Just another " You WILL ... " thorn in my side , nail in my coffin . Just pretend it's not happening , in much the same way that the Barnrat pretends to be premier , nicht wahr , innit ? )

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  3. Just to follow up : I found them . Went down to Freo yesterday and after a bit of question asking , got the last copy of Avenue , the 'zine put out by The Unnamed Collective ( not The No Name Collective as my failing memory remembered ). Interesting stuff , let's wish them well , shall we ? Available to read online , as a download or to contribute to at http://unnamedavenue.org/

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