Hey again bloggers or whoever could be reading this blagh. And even when that Google page rank update still wants to send me in search of a fifth full time job for when that get rich internet quick does not get rich internet quick, I still find myself blaghing for some reason or another. And I know I have posted these zombie apocalypse posts on this blog before. It’s just that when I keep reading articles such as The anxiety of unplugging and why we should disconnect to connect, and coming across photos like that This Is Progress photo that finds itself posted above and then videos with titles like The Innovation of Loneliness and what Facebook is doing to us that also finds itself posted above, it just brings me back to images of the zombie apocalypse and the robot nation again of wherever people are gathered these days and times, and that’s not even including my travels throughout planet earth on the streets, planes, trains, buses, boats or whatever social situation or traveling mode that one may find themselves in only to be surrounded by people staring at handheld devices with blue light emanating from them and fidgeting with handheld gadgets as if in a trance and life amongst humanity seems as if it is a scene out of a science fiction movie sometimes. And this scenario seems as if it is a world wide phenomenon these days and times. What has technology done to humanity, for better or for worse. And what if anything, does this have to do with a No Police State.

And so this is yet another one of those posts that I find myself posting simply for the sake of attempting to maintain content for this blog and my other blog whenever blaghers block possible. And with it still being winter in that country of North America, and with headlines reading Russia seems as if it wants to go to war with itself and other headlines that makes one wonder if earth is going to hell in a hand basket, I find myself reposting this 21 Things You Can’t Do While Black article that I came across in internetland because hey, we are all still Trayvon Martin and Jordan Davis. And also because hey, it’s less writing sometimes. And this article would be hilarious if unfortunately it weren’t so true. Occupy the NRA. And what if anything does this have to do with a No Police State.

In the United States, sometimes your skin color is evidence enough against you.

—By Lauren Williams

| Wed Feb. 12, 2014 3:00 AM GMT

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Update: On February 15, 2014, the judge in the murder trial of Michael Dunn declared a mistrial on the first-degree murder count after the jury could not come to a decision. The jury reached verdicts for the other charges Dunn faced, and he was found guilty of three counts of attempted second-degree murder and one count of throwing a deadly missile. Prosecutor Angela Corey said that she will retry Dunn for first-degree murder in Jordan Davis’ death.

Florida’s second sensational, race-tinged murder trial in less than a year is underway. Michael Dunn, a white, 47-year-old software developer, shot and killed Jordan Davis, a 17-year-old African American, as the teen sat in an SUV with three friends.

Charged with first-degree murder, Dunn is pleading self-defense.* He contends that he argued with the teens (over what a witness says he called their “thug music“) and fired on them after he claims he saw Davis brandish a shotgun. Police found no gun at the scene, and witnesses say Davis never had one.

Like the George Zimmerman trial, during which the self-styled neighborhood watchman successfully argued that he shot and killed Trayvon Martin, an unarmed black teenager, in self-defense, Dunn’s case has raised questions about Florida’s broad Stand Your Ground law, racial profiling, and how the two issues intersect. Would Martin and Davis be alive if they weren’t black? Would they have been afforded the benefit of the doubt by their killers if they had been white? Their deaths didn’t happen in a vacuum. There’s evidence that just being black in the United States is often all it takes to arouse suspicion. Here are 21 examples from the last five years of some of the things black people can’t do without others thinking they’re up to no good.

1. Listen to loud music at a gas station.

2. Walk home from a snack run to 7-11.

3. Wear a hoodie.

4. Drive after swimming.

5. Drive in a car with a white girl.

6. Appear in public in New York City.

7. Walk on the wrong side of the street.

8. Wait for a school bus to take you to your high school basketball game.

9. Drink iced tea in a parking lot.

10. Seek help after a car accident.

11. Inspect your own property.

12. Show up at your job.

13. Talk trash after an NFL game.  

14. Throw a temper tantrum in kindergarten.

15. Buy designer accessories at Barney’s.

16. Buy designer accessories at Macy’s.

17. Be a 13-year-old boy.

18. Enter your own home.

19. Botch a science experiment.

20. Be a tourist.

21. Lay face down in handcuffs.

Clarification: A previous version of this story stated that Dunn was pleading self-defense under Florida’s controversial Stand Your Ground law.Dunn waived his right to an immunity hearing under Stand Your Ground, but it has played a significant role in Dunn’s defense. During the trial, Dunn’s attorney argued to the jury that Dunn had the right to “meet force with force”—language pulled directly from the law. The same language is also in the jury instructions, according to Dunn’s attorney. Return to the story.

Okay, so I just happened to look out of one of those windows in the New York City area and the scene of the weather outside looks like something out of a science fiction movie as in that Day After Tomorrow movie that makes me want to Twitter the hash tags #snowpocalypse and #snowmageddon2014. And that #polar vortex hashtag seems to be trending also, as in dang, how long I been gone to where it is now snowing for what seems like the 100th time this week to where there are mounds of snow the sizes of cars and cars are buried in snow as far as the eye can see. And I know I don’t really have anything else to blah blog about on this blaghing day today to where I find myself literally blaghing about the weather just for the sake of attempting to maintain content for this blog and my other blog whenever bloggers block possible. And it has snowed so much this season in that coast or the Northeast and even in the South in that country of North America, that cities and counties have run out of road salt and there isn’t a shovel to be found in the stores for miles and miles. And one can say it’s just winter, and the weather report says that spring is on the way. And then there’s David the snow sculpture artist for winter weary New Yorkers. And then there also that Climate Change Is Affecting The Weather Patterns Article with a paragraph that reads:

Governors have declared states of emergencies from Louisiana to New Jersey due to a massive snow and ice storm. A National Weather Service memo calls the storm “an event of historical proportions,” identifying it as “catastrophic … crippling … paralyzing … choose your adjective.” The storm has already caused at least 13 deaths and left 550,000 without power. We speak to Jeff Masters, director of meteorology at the Weather Underground.

And gee what a headline and photo in this London and New York storms are holding hands over Atlantic and are now combing article. Is there climate change? And the wind is howling. Have a great weather day and more.

And on this day finds itself another one of those Sundays that has rolled around, the Sabbath, the day of rest, the day of God, or is that Saturday.  And yet I find myself blaghing away for some reason. And I am not sure if I have blaghed about the topic of censorship or even discrimination, on this blog before, as I would have to search this blog to see, and that’s if it would even appear and has not been censored. And with a website name called “No Police State” versus “Pro Police State”, that name of a website surely finds itself entertaining the subject of censorship every so often in a conservative, patriotic or traditional world, or whatever you may want to call it, even in the age of digital and social media where transparency and alternative voices have a better chance of reaching the light. And so I decided to post some of those images in internetland of those “The Worst Part of Censorship Is XXXXXX XXXXX” images. And an interesting article that I came across in internetland regarding that topic of censorship, The Worst Part of Censorship…., reads as follows. And what, if anything, does this have to do with a No Police State. Have a great day of the sun and more.

Censorship is such an ugly word. In the context that it’s often used (internet piracy, journalism, and media) it sounds like it’s either the best or worst thing to ever happen to information flow. The definition of censor is “an official who examines books, plays, news reports, motion pictures, radio and television programs, letters, cablegrams, etc., for the purpose of suppressing parts deemed objectionable on moral, political, military, or other grounds.” (via dictionary.com)
Most recently, after the killing of Osama Bin Laden, the government made the choice to not allow the photos to be released or made public in any fashion. In some regards, this is censorship. In a journalistic sense, censorship largely is not an issue in the United States. It is most prevalent in other countries such as China, North Korea, etc. Freedom of speech, however it is exercised is something that we take for granted here in America. It’s not something that we have to march for or fight over. It’s already clearly granted in our constitution.
However, do we truly have free speech? Are our words and actions in the truest sense of the word; free? Is there a system of government, or a collection of special interest groups and corporations that make up a large part of the information that we see on a daily basis? Does the information stream have it’s bottlenecks, wherein words are lost not truly free to move about as dictated entirely by the consumer?

WikiLeaks

Take WikiLeaks, for example. The self claimed goal of WikiLeaks (according to their site) is as follows; “WikiLeaks is a not-for-profit media organisation. Our goal is to bring important news and information to the public. We provide an innovative, secure and anonymous way for sources to leak information to our journalists (our electronic drop box).” Generally speaking, what’s wrong with that? Journalistically, the concept behind WikiLeaks is nothing more than an aggressive means in which to release information (which we claim is free in the United States) to the public, in this case, online. Any true journalist should be more concerned with the relevance and impact of their story (information) than where the chips might fall should the story be published. WikiLeaks has faded from the public eye in some ways, but they’re continuing to do what they’ve always done.

Information

The point of information is to be shared, and in the high tech world we live in where terabytes of documents can be blasted around the world in matters of moments, it’s a journalists dream. If information is truly free as we claim it is, sites like WikiLeaks, and the free flow of information should be as open as possible. If there’s a problem with the government, or key insight into how and where taxpayer dollars are spent, for example, this information should be made available to the public, regardless of the consequences. Journalists have to be free to publish their information; and in the even that they’re not, there is always the internet.

And I find myself recycling that Occupy Art blog post on this blog on this blogging day. And so that Occupy Art Show @ Bowery Poetry took place a couple of days ago, freezing artic weather, snowstorm and all. And today finds itself as Occupy Wall Street Day 900 and something again, I think….. And Occupy Wall Street is still moving fast. And so what else is there that I can Occupy Art say about an Occupy Art Show at Bowery Poetry with all of its poetry readings, that has not already been said in an Occupy Art time, except that it seems to have been an Occupy Art Show of a night as in those photos and videos that find themselves posted above. And thanks to Bowery Poetry Club for letting Occupy Art in NYC present this show, and thanks to Occupy Wall Street, Nonsense NYC, Jenny Gonzalez Blitz and others for listing this event, Slum Goddess for one of those photos that finds itself posted above, Fly for her zine table, everyone who made it out to perform, Occupy Art open mic and all,  GANDER.tv for live streaming that event and Galinsky for hosting the night. Occupy Art was here again. Occupy Art Worldwide.

Ditto…. a few hours later.  And I just came across this following passage on someones Facebook page regarding that Bowery Poetry Club Occupy Art night. And that post seems as if it wants to be in this blog post also.

“Went to a lovely local venue tonight, which had been known for its many radical performers and events, often performance free-for-alls, at once time zines and an adjective anarchist cafe upstairs, the reliable graffiti’d downstairs .. it was a remainder (more than a reminder) of what a (good) anarchic city performance space should be ..
the building was declared a historic landmark, I think, but was refurbished somehow .. I’ve heard that they do burlesque and other performances there that nobody that I know can afford to casually attend; they have proper dining tables with candles; the wallpaper is decorated with faux-classical sculptural images, the downstairs area is quite pristine, and there is an ironic satyr statue wearing a mardi gras mask in the front, near a vase of pretty flowers ~ they apparently have one night out of the week where they can be “old school,” and it was apparently tonight – friends were there, anarchists agreeing with one another, amongst the proper dining tables and decor

– not as often as dreams of traveling to small towns in upstate new york, to the midwest .. even to dirt roads in third world countries, and then digging through drawers of antique and collectibles stores looking for books. I don’t know why, but it seems as through the dreams are connected, somehow”
 

Okay so here’s another one of those recycle this blog posts from my other blog that I thought to post on this blog in order to maintain content for this blog and my other blog whenever blaghers block possible.

Hey again bloggers or whoever could be reading this blog. Occupy Art is here again. Well actually it’s Occupy Art is almost here again as I type this blog post. And I know Occupy Art is almost here again because that Occupy Art Show @ Bowery Poetry Facebook event invite says so. And so today finds itself as Occupy Wall Street Day 900 and something, I think….. And Occupy Wall Street is still moving fast, well sort of fast. And actually Occupy Art was already here before on this blog at Theater For The New City a couple of years ago. It’s just that this time that Occupy Art Show finds itself at The Bowery Poetry Club, that finds itself in that city of New York, that finds itself in that neighborhood of the Lower East Side that now calls itself the East Village for real estate marketing purposes, maybe. And so I thought that this would be a good reason to drag this Occupy Art blog out of the blogger closet again that has been collecting blogger dust since its last post a couple of years ago. Oh, and ditto a few days later…. and that Occupy Art Photo that Galinsky posted on his Facebook page, well that’s just Occupy Art cool.  And that Occupy Art Show event invite reads as follows:

Occupy Art Show @ Bowery Poetry Club Sunday, January 26, 8:30pm until 10:30pm

Come to a show of Carla Cubit’s Occupy Wall Street artworks and an art, performance and exhibition party! There will also be an **Occupy Art Open Mic** for all who want to perform.

Participating Artists include:

Robert Galinsky, Reality TV
Chris Flash of The Shadow,
Seth Tobocman powerpoint presentation of his artwork with musicians Eric Blitz and Ben Barson
Aaron Kay Pieman
Jeff Wright, Poet
Leonard Abrams of East Village Eye
No Police State Girls Day
Fly
MoRUS collective
PEOPs
LES Squat History zines
Special musical guests from various brass bands

This event is inspired by the Occupy Wall Street protests. Occupy Wall Street artists and documenting artists will mingle with other downtown voices and vibes to expand scope, perspective and inspiration towards an ongoing series of future culture jams around this theme and time.
Please come join us to begin and/or continue the discussion in a variety of media: painting, digital art, film, video and performances mediums. Hope to see you there. Bring your Occupy Art dancing shoes. Occupy Art Worldwide.

$5-$10 sliding-scale admission, no one will be turned away. Cash bar.

Bowery Poetry Club
308 Bowery, New York, New York 10012
http://www.boweryartsandscience.org/  

Okay so I could be blaghing about that #Bridgegate scandal that happened the other day but instead I find myself blaghing about what if such and such a magazine were to see these photos of hair, makeup and wardrobe posted above on this blog, well there’s only two photos posted, they might be wondering how did these photos find themselves posted on this blog while they went out to lunch the other day. When in fact, to blagher me, these are photos of how the other half lives. And these are photos of a retro look in this old house with like ten different designer clothing outfit changes that left real Sensationnel Premium Now Premium Quality 100% Human Hair style/color EUROSTR16 Color 613 hair all over the place and the smell of hair spray still hanging in the air days later. And it was a this is probably as close as I’ll get to a behind the how the other half lives look at scenes of a fashion photo shoot in, at and around a house, for one of those Vogue like magazines, literally Vogue and all things subsidiary Vogue itself, for what I over heard will be a ten page spread of a model in her retro outfits in this old house. And in between hair and make up that wants a whole room unto itself, hiding out of the way and listening to how the other half lives, fumey hair spray, designer clothing that wants a whole another room unto itself and the smell of hair spray everywhere, everyone flying from country to country for their photo shoots, even tomorrow. No one even knows where they’re at now, only just somewhere in New Jersey…. dang.

And so that Gregorian calendar on the wall has rolled around again to where it finds itself that end of the year Anno Domini 2014 in North America to where all of those end of the year retrospective articles start popping up and all of those over priced end of the year parties start appearing. And then there’s that Auld Lang Syne song that plays on the radio and television over and over that also finds itself posted above. And it is also that year of the horse according to that Chinese zodiac sign calendar.  And so with this end of another Anno Domini year, finds itself Jeff Stark’s nonsensenyc: 12.27 to New Year’s Day‏ list of these really cool happenings and underground and above ground parties that find themselves in and around that city of New York for this before and after New Years Day week. And that email list subscription that found itself in that email inbox reads something like as follows. Happy New Year 2014.

#2014

Edith Lovejoy Pierce
 

Okay, now if I must blogger say, in an attempt to maintain content for this blog and my other blagh whenever bloggers block possible, the ACLU has launched a hilarious anti-NSA campaign. This The NSA is Coming to Town YouTube video with Santa Satan as surveillance that finds itself posted above is kind of funny to me, not hell funny but kind of funny if it weren’t so true that George Orwell was right and We Are Now In A Police State, and there is a White House Panel NSA report that says Technology Can No Longer Be King, and there are NSA methods reminiscent of those used in USSR under Stalin. And this is what The Soviet Surveillance States of America police state looks like for the holidays and each day thereafter in this electronic technology nineteen eighty four George Orwell world. And what, if anything, does this have to do with a No Police State. 2+2=5. Happy Holidays.

Hey again bloggers or whoever could be reading this blagh. And so I find myself wondering what to blah blagh about again in bloggerland simply for the sake of attempting to maintain content for this blog and my other blog whenever blaghers block possible. And so I found myself posting Homeless Archives NYC on yet another blagh this past week. Homeless Archives NYC is a personal collection of news clippings, flyers, posters, zines, postcards, programs and other papers from protests, demonstrations, rallies, workshops and other art and political related events that I have saved since the late 80’s as a squatter in the Lower East Side, East Village, New York City until the late 90’s in the era of gentrification, of my participation in the housing and homeless movement in the New York City area. In the digital age of technology, I find I can pull these old news clippings out of the closet from collecting dust, scan them, photograph them and post them online. Housing in a human right. Squat The World.