Showing posts with label POWER. Show all posts
Showing posts with label POWER. Show all posts

1/21/17

THE WOMEN'S MARCH- 1/20/17

THE WOMEN'S MARCH- 1/20/2017

 Washington DC: 1,000,000

Los Angeles: 750,00
NYC: 500,000
Chicago: 250,000
 Boston: 150,000
 Denver: 150,000 
Seattle: 130,000
 San Diego: 30,000 
Atlanta: 60,000 
Palm Springs: 1,000 
Santa Anna: 20,000
 Austin: 50,000
 London: 100,000
Portland, Maine- 20,000
Augusta, Maine- 10,000
 Madison, WI 75,000
Raleigh North Carolina- 17000 
 Lexington Kentucy- 5000
Portland, Oregon 100,000
St. Paul, MN 100,000
memphis, Tenn- 9000 
Pittsburgh- 28,000
 Montpelier Vt - 20,000
Sacramento, CA- 25,000
San Jose -40,000 
Oakland 60,000
Miami, FL- 10,000
Midland, Texas-100 
Asheville, NC- 10,000 
 Buffalo, NY- 1000
Cheyenne, Wyoming- 2000
Ventura, CA-3000 
Cincinnati, OH- 15,000
Oklahoma City, OK-12,000
Alberta Canada-  2,500
Toronto, CA- 60,000
Vancouver, CAN- 15,000
Montreal, CAN- 10,000
Charlotte , NC- 15,000
Santa Ana,CA- 20,000
 Park City Utah 4000
San Francisco, CA- 40,000
Oakland, CA- 60,000
New Orleans 10,000
Honolulu, HI- 8,000
Santa Fe, NM- 17,000
Tucson, AZ- 15,000
Paris, FR- 7000
Amsterdam, NL- 4000
Geneva, SW- 2,500
Tokyo, JP- 700
Antartica- 30
Conover, WI- 1










8/29/16

THE LIVING THEATRE @ ANTEBELLUM HOLLYWOOD


  • AUGUST 27TH- 2016- 8:15PM @ ANTEBELLUM HOLLYWOOD


    from the moment the 13 person company of THE LIVING THEATRE 
    entered antebellum hollywood, the energy shifted.
     they sat in the center of the gallery cross-legged in a sacred circle.
     the audience surrounded them.... in silence.... for 10 minutes!
    it was so powerful.
     people were already getting emotional. i was emotional, and that was just the beginning.

    i could tell you all the details- the catharic ups & downs, and the strenght of live political theatre,
     but i won't.
    i want my dear readers to seek out THE LIVING THEATRE, 
    (the oldest experimental theatre group in the country)
     and the next time you hear about a performance- GO!

    HERE'S THE INFO-

    after 1 12 hours as the performance came to an end- with not a dry eye in the room-
     i told my friend bill kaiser next to me-  " that was better than church!"

    THANK YOU ROY JOHNS FOR MAKING THIS HAPPEN



    here is the living theatre's own account of the evening-



    Arriving at the Antebellum Gallery in Hollywood we, our friends and family surrounded by sexual freeness, celebration of penis, one sacred vagina, bougainvillea stretching its airy walls of comfort, sex beauty, fetish of human, a place to be ourselves, rejoicing in queer, aroused, ready, expressive we set up our ritual in the center of the space and carried out a powerful rite with all of the magic curator Rick Castro and those who attended brought to the room. 


    "Before war," or Antebellum in Latin, is a theme on this #KNOWYOURRITES tour. We find ourselves in a state STILL and all ways surrounded by war. The Antebellum gallery exemplifies the love and sex liberation that exists outside of war and the power sex and sensuality can have in neutralizing war.

    This was a soulful night. Thanks to Rick Castro, the artist and curator keeping this spirit ripe and ready to burst, for inviting us in and inspiring us further. Thank you to the friends and family who came to feed us. Your nourishing love is much needed at this point in the tour as we touch the wall and turn back towards the rest of the land looking at it with new perspective to dive back in-  
    thelivingtheatre



12/4/14

CHANGE IS GONNA COME....


4/9/14

HORSE YOGA





3/20/13

DYING VET WRITES A LETTER TO BUSH & CHENEY



sometimes no editing is needed. sometimes the words are so powerful they speak for all. this is one of those times......

To: George W. Bush and Dick Cheney
From: Tomas Young
I write this letter on the 10th anniversary of the Iraq War on behalf of my fellow Iraq War veterans. I write this letter on behalf of the 4,488 soldiers and Marines who died in Iraq. I write this letter on behalf of the hundreds of thousands of veterans who have been wounded and on behalf of those whose wounds, physical and psychological, have destroyed their lives. I am one of those gravely wounded. I was paralyzed in an insurgent ambush in 2004 in Sadr City. My life is coming to an end. I am living under hospice care.
I write this letter on behalf of husbands and wives who have lost spouses, on behalf of children who have lost a parent, on behalf of the fathers and mothers who have lost sons and daughters and on behalf of those who care for the many thousands of my fellow veterans who have brain injuries. I write this letter on behalf of those veterans whose trauma and self-revulsion for what they have witnessed, endured and done in Iraq have led to suicide and on behalf of the active-duty soldiers and Marines who commit, on average, a suicide a day. I write this letter on behalf of the some 1 million Iraqi dead and on behalf of the countless Iraqi wounded. I write this letter on behalf of us all—the human detritus your war has left behind, those who will spend their lives in unending pain and grief.
I write this letter, my last letter, to you, Mr. Bush and Mr. Cheney. I write not because I think you grasp the terrible human and moral consequences of your lies, manipulation and thirst for wealth and power. I write this letter because, before my own death, I want to make it clear that I, and hundreds of thousands of my fellow veterans, along with millions of my fellow citizens, along with hundreds of millions more in Iraq and the Middle East, know fully who you are and what you have done. You may evade justice but in our eyes you are each guilty of egregious war crimes, of plunder and, finally, of murder, including the murder of thousands of young Americans—my fellow veterans—whose future you stole.
Your positions of authority, your millions of dollars of personal wealth, your public relations consultants, your privilege and your power cannot mask the hollowness of your character. You sent us to fight and die in Iraq after you, Mr. Cheney, dodged the draft in Vietnam, and you, Mr. Bush, went AWOL from your National Guard unit. Your cowardice and selfishness were established decades ago. You were not willing to risk yourselves for our nation but you sent hundreds of thousands of young men and women to be sacrificed in a senseless war with no more thought than it takes to put out the garbage.
I joined the Army two days after the 9/11 attacks. I joined the Army because our country had been attacked. I wanted to strike back at those who had killed some 3,000 of my fellow citizens. I did not join the Army to go to Iraq, a country that had no part in the September 2001 attacks and did not pose a threat to its neighbors, much less to the United States. I did not join the Army to “liberate” Iraqis or to shut down mythical weapons-of-mass-destruction facilities or to implant what you cynically called “democracy” in Baghdad and the Middle East. I did not join the Army to rebuild Iraq, which at the time you told us could be paid for by Iraq’s oil revenues. Instead, this war has cost the United States over $3 trillion. I especially did not join the Army to carry out pre-emptive war. Pre-emptive war is illegal under international law. And as a soldier in Iraq I was, I now know, abetting your idiocy and your crimes. The Iraq War is the largest strategic blunder in U.S. history. It obliterated the balance of power in the Middle East. It installed a corrupt and brutal pro-Iranian government in Baghdad, one cemented in power through the use of torture, death squads and terror. And it has left Iran as the dominant force in the region. On every level—moral, strategic, military and economic—Iraq was a failure. And it was you, Mr. Bush and Mr. Cheney, who started this war. It is you who should pay the consequences.
I would not be writing this letter if I had been wounded fighting in Afghanistan against those forces that carried out the attacks of 9/11. Had I been wounded there I would still be miserable because of my physical deterioration and imminent death, but I would at least have the comfort of knowing that my injuries were a consequence of my own decision to defend the country I love. I would not have to lie in my bed, my body filled with painkillers, my life ebbing away, and deal with the fact that hundreds of thousands of human beings, including children, including myself, were sacrificed by you for little more than the greed of oil companies, for your alliance with the oil sheiks in Saudi Arabia, and your insane visions of empire.
I have, like many other disabled veterans, suffered from the inadequate and often inept care provided by the Veterans Administration. I have, like many other disabled veterans, come to realize that our mental and physical wounds are of no interest to you, perhaps of no interest to any politician. We were used. We were betrayed. And we have been abandoned. You, Mr. Bush, make much pretense of being a Christian. But isn’t lying a sin? Isn’t murder a sin? Aren’t theft and selfish ambition sins? I am not a Christian. But I believe in the Christian ideal. I believe that what you do to the least of your brothers you finally do to yourself, to your own soul.
My day of reckoning is upon me. Yours will come. I hope you will be put on trial. But mostly I hope, for your sakes, that you find the moral courage to face what you have done to me and to many, many others who deserved to live. I hope that before your time on earth ends, as mine is now ending, you will find the strength of character to stand before the American public and the world, and in particular the Iraqi people, and beg for forgiveness.