Friday, July 30, 2004


Sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand

Contemporary American discourse is a discourse of power. At present there is (and hasn't there always been?) a religiosity belonging to the public way of existence. God has become "god" in every sense of its french meaning: a pleasure tool for the powerful. Those who would resist, who would see and partcipate in the revolution are routinely silenced. The ones who hold the cards in this discourse give to those who do not limited choices (which are no "choices" at all, "You Decide 2004" is a joke).

Moreover, the very encouragement to "de-cide" is a power play in and of itself. Through the use of this language we are told that to choose one of our two given options is to live, to avoid death. But when death still follows the choice (even when one has chosen with the winner) dissent is gagged. Those who would choose not to decide are in effect given no oppurtunity to do so. There are those who are holding the cards and those who have been dealt a very bad hand indeed (both foreign and domestic).

St. Paul speaks to this very issue when writing his first letter to the Corinthians:

Consider your own call, brothers and sisters: not many of you were wise according to the flesh, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But YHWH chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; YHWH chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; YHWH chose what is low and despised [proletariat and base, even] things that are not, to reduce to nothing things that are, so that no one might boast before the face of YHWH.

Fully realizing that we hold nothing, and indeed are nothing we must still speak. Therefore, this blog is but a small attempt to fail to communicate with such discourse. My hope is that it will be a resource and open space for people to learn a new regional dialect. A place where we can dance when they raise the Terror Alert level, where we can give when they encourage investment, where we can weep (like the prophets of the Hebrew Scriptures) when they proclaim victory, where even our death witnesses to their defeat.


Tuesday, July 27, 2004


The First Post...

...the non-event.