Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Fw: Obama Betrayal Syndrome

mmmmmm, I TOLD YOU SO seems in order!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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"I want my money back, President Obama!"

That's the title of Marie Marchand's column in Common Dreams this week.

Marie Marchand says she gave $20 a week for seven months to the Obama campaign -- plus $60 every once in a while for a t-shirt and sticker.

"I gave of my modest purse joyfully," she writes. "I thought I was supporting change I could believe in, not more of the same bloodshed and war!"

She now feels betrayed.

Millions of Americans are feeling betrayed.

They thought Obama as President meant change we can believe in.

They thought Obama as President meant withdrawal from Iraq.

They thought Obama as President meant standing up to Wall Street fat cats.

They thought Obama as President meant a living wage.

But for those of you who stood with us during the 2008 Presidential campaign, you knew the score.

You do not feel betrayed.

You are immune to Obama Betrayal Syndrome.


Because you knew, as we pointed out repeatedly during the campaign, that Obama was the corporate Democrat.

Beholden to large campaign contributors from Wall Street.

>From the military industrial complex.

And from the health insurance pharma complex.

You knew what my campaign colleague Theresa Amato has documented in her new book -- Grand Illusion: The Myth of Voter Choice in a Two Party Tyranny (New Press, June 2009.)

That the Democrats and Republicans are beholden to their corporate paymasters.

You knew that the only way out was to organize from the grassroots up.

That's why we started Single Payer Action -- to put the question squarely to this corporate Congress and to the corporate Obama administration -- why is single payer, everybody in, nobody out, free choice of doctor and hospital -- off the table?

After all, Single Payer is supported by the majority of Americans and the majority of doctors and nurses.

In West Virginia, Congresswoman Shelley Moore Capito (R-West Virginia) -- why is single payer off the table?

In Florida, Congresswoman Ileana Ros-Lehtinen (R-Florida) -- why is single payer off the table?

In Oregon, Congressman Earl Blumenauer (D-Oregon) -- why is single payer off the table?

In Washington, D.C., First Lady Michelle Obama, Senators Max Baucus (D-Montana) Charles Schumer (D-New York) Chris Dodd (D-Connecticut) and Kent Conrad (D-North Dakota) -- why is single payer off the table?

Check out Single Payer Action TV -- and watch as activists from around the country demand an answer from these politicians -- why is single payer off the table?

Thanks to your generous contributions, Single Payer Action has been able to pump up a constant stream of single payer actions around the country.

Congress is now on its Independence Day recess.

Here's what you can do to help out Single Payer Action and its summer accountability tour.

First, find out -- through your Congress member's office, from your local newspaper, or by word of mouth -- when and where your member of Congress or Senator will be holding a town hall meeting or other public event.

And let Single Payer Action know.

Send the information along to: action@singlepayeraction.org.

Second, Single Payer Action needs your help now to help fund its summer actions.

You donate, and Single Payer Action provides the actions and then reports back to you -- through its web site -- singlepayeraction.org.

So, please donate now -- $10, $25, $50, $100, $500 -- or whatever you can afford.

If you donate $100 or more now
, Single Payer Action will send you a copy, hot off the press, of Theresa Amato's hard cover, 379-page masterpiece -- Grand Illusion.

Phil Donahue said this about Grand Illusion: "Theresa Amato takes the biggest swing -- not a jab, but a roundhouse punch -- at America's corrupt electoral system."

(Since it also includes chapters about my campaign against the corporate Republicans and Democrats -- and since I wrote the foreword -- I'll autograph it.)

So, don't delay.

Please
donate now.

Let's break through the corporate barriers and make single payer for all a reality.

Together, we can make the difference.

Onward to a life-saving, cost-saving single payer.



Ralph Nader

Monday, June 29, 2009

from Louise

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR FRIEND.

I SEND MY LOVE AND HOPES FOR YOU TO HAVE MANY MORE YEARS OF JOY AND PRODUCTIVITY.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

LOUISE

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ah, well, it does look like there will be many more! And you are a large part of why!

Remember when I was always asking when would I get a girl and you said when I was forty because women like older men? I said with my luck, i would die at thirty nine! We were both wrong! It happened much earlier! [I know you saw the willing women around me back then... But I did not!] and I am still alive and ticking!

We here have started looking for when we can come up there for a visit. Probably after the summer festival season in September.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

got the cheesecake!

yum! What a birthday!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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Happy Birthday.

I'm glad you were born.

xo Pablo

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me too, Pabby! I am having a blast living!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

POW POW

(from Tomek:)

Call for Artists: POW! POW! mini performance art festival


Call for Artists: POW! POW! mini performance art festival
application deadline extended!

POW! POW! 2nd annual mini performance art festival in San Francisco is searching for original "cutting edgy" performance art works!

Are you willing to take more risks in your performances? Is there any performance piece you always wanted to do, but couldn’t, because it didn’t fit into your funding organization’s agenda? Did you limit your artistic vision because you thought it might "offend" your politically correct grandmother or someone else? If so, your prayers have been answered! POW! POW! 2nd annual mini performance art festival opens a free expression space for any kind of performance art with "no strings attached!"

The only festival of its type, POW! POW! actually encourages and supports performance artists to do…whatever they want!!! Unlike other funded festivals, POW! POW! is a grass roots festival run by artists and for artists themselves. POW! POW! believes in expressing and/or experimenting with anything artists want without aesthetic, moral, or social limitations. Since POW! POW! is not funded, there are "no strings attached." In spring of 2008 the first POW! mini performance art festival was a huge success. We received press in the San Francisco Chronicle and numerous other local publications, and had sold out nights of our shows. We anticipate the 2009 POW! POW! to be even better!!

Selected works will be performed at The Climate Theater in San Francisco, California during our 2nd Annual mini performance art festival on October 15, 16, and 17th, 2009.http://www.climatetheater.com/

What we are looking for:
- Risky, outrageous, adventurous creative work
-6 hour continuous installations
-30 minute or less performance pieces
-Artists who are not afraid to express themselves

POW! POW! is looking for low tech or semi-low tech body-based performance art.

What we DO want:
Original, out of the box, risky, outrageous, adventurous and creative action work based on body, time and action (s)

What we DON'T want:

Anything that looks like conventional theater, dance (choreography), music or media work.

Wanna apply? Please send us the following:
-One page proposal
-Arty Bio
-E-mail address
-Website link (if applicable)
-Video summary to give us an idea of your work + ideas in the format of VHS, DVD, or working YouTube links
-$20 application fee - check or money order made out to group A

Send all of this and your soul to:
POW! POW!
PO Box 9492
Oakland, CA 94613

IN HAND DEADLINE: EXTENDED TO 07/01/09!!!!
You will be notified by email if your piece has been accepted by the first week of July 2009.

For questions please contact powsf@yahoo.com
www.myspace.com/powminiperformanceartfestival

The curators/producers of this show are:
Alyssa Lee of group A, and gal*in_dog AKA Guillermo Galindo

p.s. please forward to interested artists!

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thanks, Tomek! I am sending them a proposal right now for "AN ACT OF DIRECT ENGAGEMENT. " it sounds like they are looking for us. But we will see if they want cutting edge or just "edgy! "

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Sunday, June 28, 2009

friday's performance

Last night was a great birthday present. At the end of the performance, I kept saying it was the “best “ performance we have done… Which is really a meaningless statement. What is “the best”? But it was equal to the UCB performances and the one in Brooklyn. In some performances you have to squeeze possibilities out of rocks! Other performances are a flood of possibilities and potential paths that you need to weave together the best you can. This was that kind. Some of the potentials slipped through without being fully developed… Such as the woman who did non linear non verbal art therapy. But it was a feast of willing people hungry for going deep within experimental play together. Of course the night started with an uptight woman. This time she was in a wheelchair. Her attendant brought her because she said she wanted to participate. But it was quickly revealed that she wanted to keep on being a crip. But the space quickly filled up with people who wanted to play and to sing with her. It became obvious that she did not want to drop her mask!

And there was the future minister made dense by dogma.

But the rest were ready to jam and dance and play, ready to put on almost nude costumes. Even the conversation was aroused making love. Ava Bird, the poet, read some of her poems about pussies, backed up musically by Tomek and Kene-J, while people undressed one another and put on the costumes. Then the musicians created a sexy musical ecstasy in which people danced into a tansexual trance, quivering flesh of pleasure of deep contact. Carol Swan began to vocalize non-verbal eerie wails, destroying time. Ava did an immensely rich full amazing reading of the first twenty pages of my novel, THE INNER MAZE, understanding everything, giving context to the ever changing dance. Everything meshed together! To put it simply, everything kept getting deeper, showing what is possible. And it was so much fun!


This series is clearly building!


DA BOYZ:

it was a trip going over on a Friday evening ... we hustled to get the car unpacked and start the set-up. Tomek was there almost immediately, loading in his stuff! We were in a groove with set-up, and were ready just as it turned 8-o-clock. There were folks already there, Carol Swann and her friend, Charles, a woman in a power wheelchair, Chloe, with her young blonde assistant, Rae ... The guy who later told Frank he is studying to become a Lutheran pastor was there early on too, with a girlfriend ...

The very beginning of the performance was Frank talking to Chloe and Rae ... Linda said later that it was perhaps the most intense part of the performance ... Chloe obviously was very capable, could talk, sing, etc., and there is Frank, in a wheelchair too, and can't talk! They had no idea that it was HIS performance before they showed up! Chloe just clammed up, and Rae spoke for her ... Linda said later that they imagined it was going to plant some seeds in their relationship ... Rae knew that Chloe could have participated much more, but she just closed down ... Rae told Frank that Chloe is a whiz with song lyrics and loves listening to music and singing along ... so Frank said, "Let's test that!" Linda asked Alexi to come up with a song, and of course on the spot, his mind went blank! All he could come up with was "Help!", since she had mentioned "Beatles" ... Pretty soon, the whole crowd, of maybe 18 people, plus us, were singing "Help, I need somebody ..." But Chloe didn't make a peep ... They stayed a while though ... and we saw Chloe at times with a huge smile on her face, and she was really fascinated when Unru-lee and Nell undressed each other and put on costumes ... but Chloe and Rae left just as the dancing was starting up ... It is amazing how quickly and directly Frank's work calls people to their core, gives complete freedom and total responsibility, and then to see what people do with that ... We were all saying later that Chloe hid behind "crip", rather than following Frank's lead ... even as he spelled it out for her ... how he could sing, and could fake not knowing the lyrics, or the tune!

Then Frank talked to Charles and Carol ... Charles wanted to ask a question ... he had seen Frank around from the 70s on, and wanted to know where he might have been seeing him ... it turned out that Charles is a dancer, and Frank invited him and Carol to dance with him erotically later ... Carol said she was shy! Charles was willing! He said that he felt all dancing was erotic, really. Frank said that all of life is erotic ... if it goes deep. Talking is erotic, if it is not just on the surface ... It felt like a lot of people in the group really got this, and loved it ...

Then Frank moved on, talking with the guy who said he was studying community-building through art, and had found Frank from a poster or an online listing ... and had read up about him a bit ... he said he had found that Frank was very "influential". Frank asked how "influential"?? He talked about the NEA grant, and Jesse Helms, and Frank and Linda told the story ... it was always interesting to hear the story, especially in this context, with people who were hearing it for the first time ... But this guy, who was also going to become a Lutheran pastor, didn't seem to get what Frank was getting at, when he talked about churches giving out cookies or potluck ... in reference to community building, and Temescal. At Temescal, they weren't supposed to give out any food now, were never technically allowed to, without a certain license! It was a crackdown on community building, but this guy didn't seem to connect it all, especially not with himself ... later, we were all talking about this, and how he seemed to limit things into a particular box, not able to see the bigger picture Frank was painting ... it was one of those times when Frank's words went over like lead balloons, not because of Frank, but because the Lutheran was not taking it in ... Meanwhile, we saw that the rest of the folks there were really taking it all in ... it felt like people really "got" Frank right away at this performance ...

Then Frank was talking with Unru-Lee and the girl he brought with him, a hands-on sex educator, Nell, and soon had them undressing each other and putting on costumes ... then talking with the woman who was studying Expressive Arts Therapy at CIIS, and her boyfriend, who had seen Frank before at DadaFests ... she really resonated with the flier for the performance because of the emphasis on solving problems through play, art, physicality ... Frank said that this is why he focuses on the physical, and that we needed a new word instead of "therapy", which always implied "goals" ... She said that "shaman" had also drawn her to the performance, because she saw that what native cultures did to heal their tribe, through shamanistic art, music, dance, etc., was what she was going for ... Her boyfriend created social adventures for corporate types! He also created games for friends, with obstacles, treasure hunts, "plants" ... Frank asked him if he could guess who the "plants" were at this performance? He said everyone except for the Lutheran! Frank said, "Very good!" And then thanked his girlfriend for bringing him, as if she were in on it! Frank said, "But I might be lying!"

Then there were the two guys, one of whom had seen us at the Temescal Street Fair, and the girl who we ran into in front of MoJoe Cafe ... who liked to dance! And her friend, who was building a house ... Frank was beginning to spin the plates! Soon he had a bunch of "plates" in the air at the same time! Meanwhile Tomek was playing an amazing soundtrack to the whole piece ... Frank's "son" Kene-J soon joined him ... Ava Bird was there too, with a friend from Venice, CA, and Frank had her reading her poetry while the Lutheran undressed Linda and Jen ... He also had Charles and Carol dance together ...

Then Frank had the house-builder undress him, and then had Unru-Lee join Ava at the mic, the two of them reading Frank's novel together while Nell danced with Frank erotically, and the MoJoe girl danced with Linda and Jen ... the slides and strobes came on, the amazing music continued ... the lights went out ... the trance building ... This is around the time when a number of people left, in small waves ... Later Alexi was saying that he always wished he could hear what all these folks thought too! The trance got deeper and deeper ... Unru-lee joined Nell, dancing with Frank at one point, and then went down to lie on the floor ... Linda, Jen and the MoJoe girl danced and danced ... the girl becoming softer and softer, letting go into it ... we said later that it was really neat to watch! At some point the two dances melded together around Frank ... the MoJoe girl slowly drifted away at a certain point ... Linda, Jen and Nell danced with/on Frank, erotic, liquid ... the slides creating amazing combinations of images and bodies together ... At one point, Charles came up to dance with all of them ...

At some point, Nell left the dance, and lay with Unrulee on the floor for a while, and Jen, Linda and Frank danced deeply warmly erotically together ... Almost everyone at this point had left ... Ava continued reading Frank's novel, chapter after chapter, an amazing reading ... creating the trance along with everything else ... she said later that Frank's words fit her ... she was really blown away by the performance, by being part of that feeling ... Her friend from Venice really loved it too, had just melted into it ... and said afterward that he was ready to "move in"!
At some point, Nell and Unru-lee came back up to dance with Linda, Jen and Frank ... it was beautiful, soft, warm ... and as Ava came to the end of the last chapter, the dance "ended" ...
Frank asked Nell and Unru-lee to talk about their experience of the performance ... They both really enjoyed it ... Nell said something about the trance-like feeling of it ... Frank said, "Come back!" Kene-J said that anything that combines art and nudity, "I'm there!" Frank said, "And rap!" Ava talked about how amazing it was for her to read Frank's piece with the dancing, etc. She really loved it, and kept saying, "Thank you for all the fun!" Linda talked about how good it felt ... Frank said it might have been the best performance ...

Then we got to breaking down the set ... saying goodbyes to Ava and her friend, Unru-lee and Nell, Tomek ... Frank would be jamming with Tomek on the streets of Oakland the next Friday!
We all had plums and popcorn and packed up, and were talking about how amazing the performance was, how it felt like everyone had come ready to participate, unlike recent performances, where Frank had to get past the sour actresses sent from "Central Casting"! And then had to work hard to get stuff going with the others that came ... This time, people were open and there to play!

Soon we were locking things up, and heading home, talking more about the performance ... the way people took Frank in ... it was really neat to watch!


JEN:

People started coming in right away. Carol Swann, our neighbour, arrived with a friend. A woman, Chloe, who was in a wheelchair was there with her attendant Ray. There were many others that kept trickling in as Frank talked to everyone. Frank asked Chloe what she liked to do, and if she sang. Ray had to answer for her because she would not answer, like she was wriggling under a spotlight. Very uncomfortable. Ray said they went to music events and that Chloe really liked to sing, could sing anything in fact, even songs she didn't know! Frank tested her and we all sang the Beatles 'Help!' but she didn't join in.

There was a guy there who was studying to be a Lutheran minister, and was also learning how to build communities. Frank asked him if they served milk and cookies to the kids at bible study. He wanted to make a point about community building. The Temescal Arts Center where we perform is getting pressure from the city and one of the new rules it has to follow is that anyone performing can not give out any food or drink because there's no cabaret license. This kind of thing blocks community building. The minister in training didn't really get it and the point Frank was trying to make kept getting cut short with his confused responses, but Frank kept trying. There was another couple, one woman who did nonlinear art therapy and her boyfriend that did corporate communication and community building. The girl said that her work consisted of mainly nonverbal therapy for people because it can usually get deeper into what is really going on. Frank said that's why he uses a lot of nonverbal communication in his work, but he said that the word 'therapy' implies there is a goal. It was great just to listen to all the dialogue going on. There was another couple and the guy was Unruly who knew Frank from years back. He was there with his sex therapist girlfriend. The place was packed! Frank kept talking to everyone asking them what they did, how they found out about the performance etc. and then quickly getting deeper into whatever with them. Carol and her partner were contact dancers and Frank asked if they would dance erotically with him. Carol seemed shocked but the guy agreed. Frank said he liked to go into uncomfortable places. Then Frank asked Unruly and his girlfriend to undress each other and put on come costumes.

Ava arrived with a friend from Venice Beach. She had brought her poems. Frank had her come up and read some of them while the minister in training undressed Linda and I. Then a girl that the boyz gave a flyer to danced with us. Frank orchestrated everyone. Tomek and Kene-J played really great mesmerizing beautiful music. Carol and her friend contact danced, and it was erotic with them rolling around together on the floor. Unruly and his girlfriend danced with Frank, and Linda me and the other girl danced together while Ava read about pussies and blood and underwear. We all quickly melted together in the dance and the music. It was very transcendental, but it was just the beginning. We danced for a while, and then we all danced with Frank, Unruly's girlfriend rubbing on his lap and then Linda me and the other girl all around them. The music was all within us and we were moving within each other, hips swaying, heads and arms connecting and caressing. The girl left at some point, and then Unruly's girlfriend left as well to go to the bathroom. When Frank Linda and I danced it got very deep intimate small. The focus intensified and we melted into one another warm and sexy. Ava had been reading Frank's novel, all 9 chapters of nonlinear dreamlike stream. That brought it all together with the music and the movement. She was such a great reader and made it make sense because she understood it. She thinks in that nonlinear way. We were deep in trance, one with the space. It isn't like performing, playing to the audience. It's like revealing, opening up in a public space with the performance as a frame. It felt natural up there, like we do that all the time. I didn't think of anyone there watching, I just was there with you and we were enjoying being together in a very deep way.

When Ava reached the end of the novel, Unruly and his girlfriend had shed the costumes they were wearing and joined us until the end of the dance. I lifted my head and saw that the rest of the audience had left. Wow, what a great time! I was buzzing. Frank asked Unruly and his girlfriend what they thought of the evening. They loved it! Unruly said that he had wished to eroplay with everyone there. But when we talked about it later, the way it happened was much more intimate. His girlfriend thanked Frank for the experience. Kene-J said that anywhere there's art and nudity, he's there! Tomek had a great time playing, as always. And Ava felt very honored to have read Frank's novel to everyone out loud like that. Not an easy thing to do! She is amazing. Frank kept saying 'it's building'. He also said it was the best performance he's ever done. It was amazing and the feeling just kept going as we took the set down, packed up and back into the car.



In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Saturday, June 27, 2009

chapter 4

Tired eyes wide enough to change completely from San Francisco to come over now. She thought me mad! Life, how I contribute into what I imagine. Valentin feebly waved his hand and fell a-trembling with water and certainly had it posted up before the gurus serious cannonade captain Nemo himself should bloomed over tomorrow . Justice, intimacy, music, playing, trying figure out why people do the math. Volcanic depressions cuddling were sleeping like Sardanapalus exclaimed. Tristram pursued with characteristic audacity of transferring from diorama to rapidity of the war on art, music, culture and people getting together continues with characteristic outbursts of viola d’amore eternal exile and fear of epochs of immediate cancellation of deaf ears despite repeatedly recycled sex. Without touching, with you outside of the legal fire wall around the wall around the sole guest. Agree with erotica rural setting and trimming the trim tidy beaver pink coral opening wet weather deep probe, hump and generally poke into what I face. Woman, madam Newman, Instinctively turned to me and jammed her grown-up fingers into my carnal shit hole. Just then all shit from Betty blew up before the rays of our marketing research. We googled the trim possibly fail edge of the legal questions about getting together seeing people loving you. I’m especially anxious to get me out by breaking down the dark depths of immediate wooing the dark copses . I understand puking but within five hundred feet beneath the surface of the usual and the difficulty of how much longer should we explore those unknown freedoms of the veery and jammed nothing sexual emotion part of myself before they could come into Koblenz. A process of deciding not to require late fees was given before talking sex softly repeated by topless waitress bugging, bringing maximum breadth measured firmly wedged between my teeth, hard work! Ned replied coldly, “sir, fate has shown me the word! Cults as a description corresponds with characteristic yawning audibly what happened to be projected upon both bodies of the faces of madame Urbain! “

Meanwhile, captain exclaims, “strike, stripped down to nuts, pussy pies and the skins of beasts after sex acts! Swallowing down half a cock headed due southward through various depths, holes in the invasions and… Yes I shuddered pleasure all shit from Betty, blew on her starboard quarter the sea of unknown freedom. Active movement producing electricity erotic warmth the suffered at the games, wonderful softness running through playing along with teeny girls who had taken care of me, lying on the dudes who weren’t giving much. “

Embarrassed scruples of anyone who breathes pleasure in, freedom out. Why people do all that? The actors aren’t blind! Satisfaction of letting you into my carnal shit when most of us can work like horses have rushed through vetchling and jammed in your pussy harpoon deep probe into her connective pussy and play something dirty fun with characteristic yellow orange oblong openings and play together. Continues with crawling along with giddy speed, I felt fatigued from my dreams slash kill me! Kill me with water and certainly head on crashes! Pull me mad hard into you! Wet soft flesh inner maze body splashed sea-water pink warm handling of anyone. Asked Nancy! This is wonderful softness indeed… She gives pearls found adequate expression of unaccountable caprice of nature on such days as these! Lighted joints, crack jokes that were tipped badly under plastic overlay probably illegal, as I understand it. Legally questionable all pleasure fallen into taboo art, music and dancing nude together continues underground uncensored unconscious unexpected opportunities, united Stytes and certainly before long mythologize and opportunity continued watching over tomorrow. Caves in freedom, active little crutch ting-a-ling tingling as much astonished pleasure squirting cucumber squatting in good Downing and generally traveled across the universe including being dirty, free to be! Illegal and dancing nude, they went beneath love, bringing up anytime actually started wondering about getting over tomorrow. Caves in possibilities in particular cuddling cudbear hugging, fur rubbed my legs and arms—and everything opened up before the shuddering with pleasure and pain—bah, horror, fear of just doing just cuddling just living happily! All pleasure and play is much too much! Deafening! Must be muted, deadened, numbed! But how? How much? Each syllable is a seed plant in a seedy old alley of unaccountable astonishment, paralysed, stiffened my canned reality, so fragile ego that any Christian charity or unregenerate good time could see the universe shatter in to luver summer possibilities!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Re: hi, guys!

Hey Frank, Linda,

I did at last re-edit & reformat your great Berkeley interview with Penny for a 4 part (28 minute each) Lower East Side Biography Project special series. I'm sending you two copies of a DVD with the 4 programs. It really turned out great and we plan to run them some time in July. I'll let you know when I figure out exactly when. I mistakingly called the programs Shaman's Den but I reckon that's not critical for the New York audience and an excellent title in any case.

I will drop DVD's in the post tomorrow to the address below. Copy freely.

Hope you both are well.
Steve

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can't wait to see it, Steve! It is a high honour to be included in the LOWER EAST SIDE BIOGRAPHY PROJECT!

And, Penny, the next time you come out, we should get together!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Friday, June 26, 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

CHAPTER THREE

OK OKAY OKIE OF BERKELEY! Want to have the spell of truth imprisoned unwilling witnesses of the reality of programs filling up everywhere. Let me dig down to remind me of folly until later, folks! Keep on the reality which agitated shadows mounting actresses for years and work with me. Digging for the truth deeper into the truth. It talking with you, with Aurora and the others crowded my brain becoming stupefied, awaited them faith broken faith broken dreams! Slash of folly but wisdom which may be able to procure real life. How I contribute into what I imagine was injected by loud bellowings such meaningful questions. I write this imperfect glimpse under these conditions with Aurora and you coming back again before they could come into the shithead and you coming to the contents of folly. I am only a maniac puppet. You say very much. Embarrassed scruples of running aground, bringing maximum breadth measured more than fifty atmospheres equivalent to saying trust me. So the art thump down models stood upon pedestals in Paris. They were fast cutting edge and began to loosen secretions and bring me there. I did pot and experimented tripping dropping things slurred the art. Anything dreadful fit into what I imagine. Nothing sexual, just cuddling that is how dumb I was! Just dragging chains like Marley’s ghost, dumbly entreating to procure fresh particles of truth deeper and arranged them methodically as though melted on compulsion and experimented was injected into insanity. This is wonderful! Softness of early folly until later, folks. Match Paul! Yin and Yang and fun with you next few months, soap washing dishes, eh. You know what I will say next! Few months after we upgrade reality of sail tossed skyward and fell a-trembling with running aground bringing maximum breathing plunged under these darkness eerie feelings whipping kind of twilight filling with water and already encrusted others. Crowded my brain becoming impracticable above us, floated mainly hanging out in romantically focused on hugging Raquela !

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

chapter 2

The bad vibes of pondering preferences put some of orgies where we will also explore over forty thousand places in my bed. Polly asked Nancy to execute Dirksen back order cuddling and other amenities of bugging before they could come into the room at the core of my galley beds under ordinary conditions favourable for observations. I wished merely to save mind-blowing being dumb. We are performing straight lines due southward through green veins running through Bright lights, washing dishes eh yes perfectly motionless that you should be here for the creative visualization specific adjustment prayer radical fasting positive thinking telepathic gem therapy, creative visualization and other amenities. I am excited about getting together with Sidney and you! Ben got it for me and Linda. Has just been launched into insanity! This is wonderful softness running through various blocks lighter than water and will gladly resave rough outlines of vast oceans. Coming from San Francisco as personal myth around me, protecting me from drawing blood. They feared what might be called courage until later when I went back and posted Sincerely your friend wish that when you know what may happen about getting together, seeing people gentlemen every night and day. Except when I moved back home, Linda stressed that we published one of the normal human beings towards European papers yellow orange violet indigo and blue stripes down many of the inner rooms coming from irony, lifted from Santa Fe straight passage under plastic overlay probably is running away—she must be simply turning funny when people watch best of late night on compulsion and blue blacks whatever between physical problems with breathing plunged under these circumstances, escape their own personal loveliness. Madame Tussaud’s exhibition of marksmanship at ucla was going to do exactly what John had said. Beam me up with your bass amp. If you can send me to fuck it up, I should learn what might be called courage If you can send me to fuck it up, I should learn what might be called courage until you have responded with letters politely telling me how could I have been waiting for authorization from regional rapid tremblings of keto form of questions from my dreams of gateway of terrible apprehensions.

It soon became clear that you should be here for the creative visualization. The opening events unforeseen may happen about being respectable, honest. Girl, come out to pick out what is fucking, eat your friend! Wish that will be absolutely glorious. The Glorious Revolution of terrible pressure and consequently undergo hardships and slavery so you didn’t believe in recycling dudes who weren’t giving much more practical instincts; freely overtopping most people unhappy. Child, you oughtn’t to fuck the inner maze, furrowing this narrow passage secretly perhaps because of the spiritual nonsense Grace and slavery. Can Chris Considine of Victoria argue the inner side of this confused impersonal spectacular interest of education? This summer camp with the kids dropped into adventures which freaked out again among these rules already knocked off my cork-jacket and will gladly give them a morbid sleep, full of amazing shit and will vocalize unverbally round and jazz up of amazing shit from Betty. Gives pearls, beads and jewelry to fuck it pass the horizon of questions from my dreams of gateway of terrible work followed by loud exclamations and shouts and howls and Yawns dislocated of eroticism, politics because they want her as hard, as iron clad and consequently larger than any woman. Madam, how could you provide for even this imperfect glimpse of American humor? Forbade her coming up before the world. Ask such meaningful questions next time. You will play them on their backs. Sick man! Flying northward I went back home, telling Lizzie to fuck and will vocalize erect attitude with members of American civilization… But we appeared to have hit upon communicating back home. Why do anything dreadful nightmare hold on tight upon examining again among these rules, states that will cut out my dreams? Slash, slash, slash slashing and kiss her breast and belly and throat and upper ribs stripped down models of fucking the normal boxes of eroticism. Whatever between physical bodies of fucking eat my dreams slash was nervous. Whenever I and you have poems too hot, bed of orgies explore over oils the philosophy, eroticism looked at the opening of possibilities, forced into adventures, basically improve everything opened up before the world. Love live and play together, seeing people, loving comrades in being dirty spankers and play something dirty fun life. Let me know how we got married but finally yielding to fuck and play. Tortures of eroticism of possibilities forced into adventures, articulating each syllable clearly and without being crushed by the musical exploration of questions about getting together, seeing people loving. Little uncensored reality tends to be absolutely glorious, running through playing along with teeny tiny ripples of possibilities. Cuddling and other fun deep spiritual exploring of eroticism of American humor that will cut out the normal position of having wanted very much in earnest and without noticing these annoying begging rules confuse and disturb and without strength soon teach them something dirty. Fun life, let me know how we keep popping up everywhere. Well, if I’ll promise you not to mention rumours which agitated shadows on the wall, will you tell us what might be called your love, your lovely body splashed with letters of pure friendship? Nevertheless I think I cannot judge beforehand that guesses what might destroy me. Up with the kids and whomsoever approached within five hundred LEAGUES in being dirty white smoke burst from the civic service besides otherwise assorted careers. Actually read this imperfect view of any kind of twilight filling with your own generosity, personified what I’ve been groaning fitfully every now and then microscopic magnifying the musical universe including your own eyes where all is possible, poetry of expression, even more than we want to know!

You were sleeping on various depths. I did not see the magical cave of twilight. But we will get there together, seeing and hearing nothing of disagreeable rigidity of American civilization. True, unlimited life is a battle of expectations without pictures, blocks. You oughtn’t hold on. Compulsion and other contrivances not anyway between physical bodies are crushed beneath love of friends and conducting them to admit they are gunning for you. How about the freedom active movement producing electricity erotic warmth?


In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

the first "chapter"

I have started writing a novel... What is a novel anyway? Here is the first chapter.

THE INNER MAZE
Frank Moore
5/28/2009

ONE

I am playing with a healthy dose of pure fun! Life let me know how! We got all day without tests with members quickly frowned, shook their expectations without touching. It works very well, but we appeared to have hit men, gurus, spiritual Teachers, etc in secret alliance, and disturb me lying on it social activities, whatever. They do understand puking, but finally jumped lightly beside me, keeping pace with my physical needs, etc. Dale told me about being respectable, honest, old neck bitten open and posted up before the show so you determined not to decide things by yourself. Damned if I’ll help you, sir! Interrupted me, will you?! Allow me to find a space that you should be here at. To shoot it social theory favorable to quiet conversation turned on various pretexts and disturb me lying on the current domestic circle encloses a completely abandoned country.

The boys are inked to be having my first female figure out right before the show. Is the best time for us to get together? Can be! On both levels, I should learn what might be suffocated, crushed beneath the surface of the normal tension in general. He was nervous whenever I came. He hid behind their expectations without touching. It works very dark and twisted. His gloves then without touching with members bare of public feeling came through the opening which had already admitted my concerns. I know who are healthy! They may have found adequate expression in works of vengeance. Animated sensitive plants! Rudimentary ideas of vengeance animated discussion sprang to execute his girlfriend for a special introduction of high-speed grapple yarders loggers roadbuilders surveyors bush-bound Natives and twisted perverted blues. Emotional delight is excited. Merchants common sailors captains of vessels leaving Glasgow or Liverpool or Havre. It soon became clear that you should be here at seven o’clock when Ned and Conseil avoided speaking for fear of betraying themselves during the summer solstice. Of betraying her, grown-up daughter Denise was nervous. And you who don’t live streaming behind her with anecdotes of Western life, let me know how we got all booked up! How about this? Gently upon my arrival, come out again among these brutes during our sleep. Had taken care of me, lying on the surface of the normal tension in the morning. Preparations for departure were begun. Go down to earth. Peace, goodwill towards me! Silently watching over forty diseases of public record. Please understand me and what I will say next. I am playing, trying on costumes and other swag ! We will also explore the philosophy of the normal human beings towards women who don’t care about YOU—though the opening events unforeseen circumstance would prevent the bad habit of pondering on various pretexts. They may have found adequate nutrition with multivitamins included knowing how to lose bad vibes!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Sunday, June 21, 2009

funny!

hi, Eda and Alan! Well, when you guys were here, we were talking about my supposed weight gain... How we have not been able to weigh me for years. well, today the guy who came to fix my lift just happened to have a device to weigh me in the lift. I am 158 pounds and six feet! Not bad!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Re: needs sling asap.

... And we here have evolved in to a 28-hour day.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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(from Jane Vincent:)

You need to bring that up in 2012. I've always said I'd vote for anyone who could promise me more hours in the day...

How goes the novel?

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well, you had your chance last time, Jane! I would set up N.Y.C. time...
That is, like in N.Y.C., almost everything would be open around the clock.
This would create a lot of new jobs. And it would give us time flex!

I have written nine chapters!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

come to this one....before they shut the space down!

Sunday on the Shaman's Den

prepare for fun, great poetry, and sexy explorings with Ava!

Frank Moore's Shaman's Den
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Ava Bird, poet
www.youtube.com/watch?v=IogUWqyNI3k
www.youtube.com/watch?v=4qRhh5YPiLs
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1M6F_2OHbTI
www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3TXq04xhok

To tune into this live, video show, go to http://www.luver.com/listen.html
and click on "watch here".

Show starts at 8pm Pacific Time

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Fw: the haight street fair...and my novel

Hi Frankie,

Thank you for this.

Let me know if you like to talk about Kittee and his condition.

My last cat Deluxe outlived the expectations of the DVM's for over 2 years with alternative intervention.

Heaps and heaps of hugs to everyone,

xo Pablo

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today Kittee has improved wonderfully!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

the haight street fair...and my novel

Well, I do not usually miss our performances/events. But Kittee, our Siamese cat, got sick fast the night before the Haight-Ashbury Street Fair. So Linda, Mikee, and I stayed home to take care of him… Letting Jen, Alexi and Corey man the LUVER Booth. So I spent the day writing my novel!

DA BOYZ:
After we had the beautiful booth set up, Jen and Alexi headed out to search out coffee and treats, and Corey stayed to watch the booth and finish putting the streamers up around the front legs ... They came back with mochas and a scone for Jen. We split a Phoenix choc. chip cookie Jen had brought home. The mochas were great! We would remember this place for next time. Alexi also got us some "real" food ... we split a breakfast burrito and a spinach feta pie ...

Then people started strolling through the fair, light traffic at first, but soon very much packed ... beyond anything we have seen up to now! At the peak of the attendance, it was a wall of people moving past the booth, and people had a hard time stopping even if they wanted to. But nonetheless we were getting fliers to lots of people! We kept evolving our little rap throughout the day ... people really liked hearing "anti-corporate" "anti-capitalist" "no limits" "no censorship"!

But early on, you called and we found out that it did not look good for you guys to come because Kittee was not doing well ... Alexi relayed that he was exhibiting signs like Cyb before she died ... was having trouble walking ... it made us cry. Poor Kittee ... We were bummed too that you guys would not be there, which you confirmed later. We kicked it into high gear! But of course, throughout the day, we couldn't help thinking of how much fun Frank would have had with all the people coming by ... he would have had a field day, really worked the crowds, not to mention all the babes!!

It was really fun to outfit our red, white & blue cowboy hats with the LUVeR fliers! We were cute! The booth looked amazing ... And like at every event, you felt like people really responded to the vibe of LUVeR ... coming through everything ... the backdrops, the text of the laminated sign, which a lot of people would just stop and read ... what we were saying ... everything ... A lot of people said the booth "felt good", that it was good vibes ... that it was the most beautiful booth, best hats, etc.! Throughout the day, a lot of musicians came by, and were totally thrilled to have an outlet for their music, and also at the possibility of being on Frank's show! The CDs again were a major hit. We just wished we had more!! But even when it was down to Happy Turtle, Bell the Cat and Skip Skiffington, it was still fun describing the selection to each new person who stopped by ... people got a real kick out of hearing about Rod Weston's mythology of Skip Skiffington, born out of a basement in Missouri ... and a collector's item to boot! The loquats were a big hit too, and it meant a lot to people to hear that it came from our own tree in Berkeley ... the whole day was like this ... really personal, even though in a sea of people rushing by ... Also, a lot of people took the performance fliers and were turned on by them ... there were a good number of people who actually lived in Oakland, knew about the space, and were interested in coming ... Then there were people like NSide, a jazz poet, and Kara from Sarathan Records, the label for Two Loons for Tea, who already knew about LUVeR, and were jazzed to see us there at the festival. NSide said that Frank had even invited him to attend a Temescal performance, and he might "see us there!"

It was always neat too how many different kinds of people came by the booth, all ages, all walks of life ... all different interests ... and it felt like there was something at the booth for everyone! And people were really generous with donations!

Time slipped away! And it was demanding! We ran out of all of the fliers! We needed more coffee! Alexi made a coffee run in the later part of the day, and we were renewed! At some point, we also had lunch ... sausage sandwiches and a spinach potato knish, which were all pretty good ... Fair food .... Jen had a chicken shawerma ...

Then the fair people were coming by and telling us we needed to start packing up! The fair was over at 5:30pm on the dot! But people were still coming by, lots of people, and wanting to find out about LUVeR, etc. We were talking to people and giving away the very last of fliers even as we were packing things up ... Another whole level of the day was the people coming by on the sidewalk behind the booth, which we had not interaction with ... but we could hear them from time to time, reacting to the "B" side of Mikee's backdrop, the farting woman with the eye in her pussy! At the end of the day, there was another group out back, two girls and a guy giggling, and looking at the free stuff ... they really weren't sure what was going on with that woman!!?? They were curious to see the other side. Corey gave them all fliers for the performance, saying that the backdrops were always hung at the performances ... when they peeked around, they liked the other side too ... the guy just stood there with his mouth open, saying, "Whoa ... whoa ...."

So we packed everything up ... had to unearth the stinky cesspools, which seemed to have grown during the day! We were getting good at packing everything up really quickly and well organized! Soon we had it all piled on the sidewalk, and Corey ran up to get the truck, and we were loading it up, wiping down with handiwipes, and heading out!

We talked about the fair on the ride back ... it felt like it was still happening ... it was a surreal after glow ... still riding along on the experience as we drove home. Back here, we unloaded the truck, gave Cookie lots of love! Then before long we were coming down to the PH to hear the latest chapters of Frank/Aurora's book. Amazing ... all these things woven together nonlinearly ... Frank's biography, descriptions of intimacy and philosophy, bits and pieces from our everyday life, and goofy jumps into unexpected places ... describing something that you couldn't wrap your mind around, that more sort of enveloped you ... and then for a while it would get very concrete, and very deep, and all of those things that were jumping around would resonate ... it was like a performance, or like Mikee's art ... interconnecting, hitting you on deep levels .... putting you into a trance ... funny!

Then we told you guys some about the day, and heard about how it had gone with Kittee from the night before ... We had missed you, but you had no choice .

JEN:
The boyz plan on how to put up the banners better worked really well. We used heavy duty clamps and zip ties. They went up fast without any problems. Then we got the LUVeR banner up. Next came the decorations and the front table set up. Everything looked so good when we got it out. Did some fun stuff like put the Chapped Lap's in a hanging basket. Had the great pic of Frank Spins Hot Wax too. The large big banner for the back went up last. The boyz had prepared it by rolling it up the night before. We were so glad that we had gotten there early because it was tough for the latecomers as space on the street was now limited and trucks were squeezing by. Once we got the booth set up, Alexi and I went to go get mochas and something to eat. There was a small cafe on Cole St. that served pastries. I had a scone and the boyz shared a whole wheat organic breakfast burrito and a spinach turnover. We got back to the booth and started handing out flyers to the people that were already walking up the street. The fair officially started and the crowd increased quickly.

So many people! We were handing out a lot of flyers and people were taking the cds, buttons, stickers. It was a lot of fun! A spoken work poet stopped by and said that he sent us his stuff. Corey knew it! He was glad to see us. There was a also a girl that worked for a recording label who knew us because one of their bands, Two Loons For Tea, was on The Shaman's Den. And at another point a guy came by who said he knew about Frank. He said he's always wanted to know what goes on in Frank's mind because Frank is brilliant. Other people got the Fiesto cards to send their music in. There were film makers and djs, all of whom we told about starting a show on LUVeR. People loved the booth, the great murals, the colours. We gave out Mikee's cards telling the ones that wanted to buy the murals that Mikee does commissions. We handed out performance flyers to locals, and a few lived in Oakland and knew where the Temescal Arts Center was. We told them it was in danger of closing due to the noise complaints and they all rolled their eyes saying that was lame. There were people who stopped by from Florida, New York, and a few from Southern Ontario. All could listen to LUVeR when they went back home!

Alexi went out to scope for food. Corey reminded me that we had snacks so I started to scarf down the trail mix until we got something a little more substantial - but it was just fare food. We cried when we heard about Kittee's health and that Frank, Linda and Mikee couldn't leave. Frank would have worked this immense crowd. He would have had a field day! It was turning into a wall of people!! At one point the people almost became a solid mass herding by. Few stopped because they were just being carried with the crowd. We handed out so many flyers because all most could do was stick out their hand to take it. Some people did stop though. We handed out a lot of The Magical Act of Doing to people who were hungry for more. Many people who stopped got what we were doing. They said keep going! One couple stopped and said that there was a great vibe to the booth. Another girl stopped by who said we had the best booth, the best costumes (we had the cowboy hats and luver tees on), and the best snacks! The loquats were going just as fast as the chocolate. Pretty soon we were out of buttons and stickers. We were down to just Happy Turtle and Skip Skiffington cds. We were folding up the large LUVeR flyers because the small ones were all gone, and people seemed reluctant to take the bigger ones. We had put the donation basket beside the free cds and there were a lot more bills being dropped in there! There were a lot of musicians that started showing up as well and then signed the contact sheets and said they would love to be on the Shaman's Den.

What a day!! We couldn't believe how many people there were. At one point I took a short walk around. There was nothing particularly eye catching. Lots of food vendors and some of the same stuff you see at all the fairs like t-shirts, fake tattoos, leather purses etc. Down from us was a bootleg cd stall and they were playing music all day that we could hear. On the other side of us was a car repair stall that advertised showing you how to fix your own car. It was one of the more interesting things there. The guys who set it up were a little gruff at first telling us that we were slightly over the line and they would need all the space available, but everything worked out in the end and one of them warmed up to us right away, while the other guy came around at the last minute and apologized for earlier. We had a great time! People were coming up to the booth at the last minute and we even had to take some of the flyers off of the bows that were decorating the booth because we had run out of them. Our load was lighter as we packed up.

It seemed to end pretty abruptly. The organizers went around telling everyone that it was over and to start leaving. The thick crowd dispersed and then it was trickles of people. The locals started to gather together. Once we got everything packed up and onto the sidewalk again, we had to tackle the mess over the sewer. We put the plastic tarps into a couple of bags and then Alexi gathered up all the soaked paper. We thought at the beginning of the day that we would need incense to get rid of the smell, but it didn't bother us all day because the fair smells took over - popcorn, grilling chicken etc. But once it was over, the old Haight smell was coming back. Corey got the truck and we loaded up keeping a close eye on everything. It was a quick drive back to the city talking about all the amazing things that happened today. We were blown away.

We got unloaded here and then came down to hear Frank's writing for the day. It was the nonlinear novel, several chapters. It wove in and out of our consciousness. Feels like a dream to hear/read it. Bits of Frank’s life, of his writings, emails, experiences, all dancing together, bobbing up from the whole and then melting back in again. Some parts just make you laugh! Some parts become linear for a second and then are off again, into the tangle of images and expressions. Listening is letting go into it, surrendering to it, because you can't hang onto any one thing or you will miss the next. We loved it. Then we told you about our day. Was unthinkable that you weren't there, but you had to stay home because who knows what Kittee is going through. He may have been much worse had you left him. We were all starving so we came back to the bh and everyone got dinner ready.


In Freedom,
Frank Moore

From Penny details for two kamikaze shows at the Marsh June 20& 21

Hi All!

I am coming in to see Cynthia Nixon play me at Frameline
To pay my ticket I am doing tow performances of a work in progress at the Marsh
Would you send an email out for me to let peeps know I am doing this? they are very early shows..

best
penny

Old Queen
The Marsh
1062 Valencia @22nd St Mission
San Francisco , California
two shows only
Sat June 20th 5pm & Sun June 21st 7pm
tix $15-35
800-838-3003
www.themarsh.org

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folks, don't miss this rare opportunity!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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Thank you..let me know when and if you and your posse would like to come as my guests

xxooopenny

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Unfortunately we are dealing with a very sick cat here which will keep us home bound this week. We wish we could come! Saturday we three couldn't go to the Haight Asbury festival to man the luver Booth for the same reason. And Kittee is not getting better yet.

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Emailing: Lobland show with Frank Moore available as podcast stream.

show with Frank Moore available as podcast stream.

a few weeks ago we went out to Berkeley to see Frank Moore.
I was invited to be part of a jam session held at his house that was going to be broadcast live in Paris,France as part of a Global Video Streaming music marathon. We were only one of 4 artists performing from the USA! The jam was really amazing and had some really transcendental portions. The band consisted of me playing bass (of course), Frank Moore playing piano and doing vocals, Tarek on synths and accordian, and Jen and Ava doing noise with toys and small instruments and some vocalizing. It was also streamed live on Frank's web channel www.luver.com.

There is a podcast type stream of this 1 hour performance available for listening on line at:

http://luver.net/blog/?p=263

enjoy and give it a listen ..

Posted by Instagon at 12:15 AM

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IT WAS FUN, LOB!

[TheeInstagonFoundation] Digest Number 1560

and the war on art, music, culture, and people getting together continues! The Temescal is facing a $1,000 fine if it gets one more complaint. Yuppies have moved into the neighborhood! There is a pizza joint next door which is much louder... But...

So come to the series while you still can!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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2b. Re: REALITY PLAYINGS, June 26 at Temescal Arts Center
Posted by: "Lob ov Instagon" instagon@yahoo.com instagon
Thu Jun 11, 2009 8:26 pm (PDT)

how many complaints has it had so far?

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I don't actually know. I know that she has just signed an agreement with Oakland as a probation period of one year with all kinds of ridiculous rules. We shall see if we last there!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

New David Steinberg Blog Post -- PG&E Electrical Fire at My Feet

My latest SFGate.com blog post is definitely off-topic, but I couldn't resist.

My apartment happens to be directly above the street corner where there was a big electrical fire, explosion, and general conflagration on Friday, June 5.

When the power went out in my apartment, I looked outside to see if others had lost power too. There was black smoke coming out of a manhole cover in the middle of the intersection, directly below my window.

Over the next several hours the fire burned and died down three separate times, spewing smoke and flames, and summoning an armada of fire and PG&E (utility) trucks. I was in the perfect spot to photograph what was happening. The smoke was acrid, and the PG&E supervisor on the ground kept yelling at me to close my window when I opened it to take pictures. It got a bit dicey when the fireball coming out of manhole 2581 grew to be thirty feet high, with thick black smoke everywhere. Police megaphones were blaring, "This is an emergency; everyone clear the area" without specifying whether the building I was in was being evacuated or not. But the chance to take some special photographs made it all worthwhile.

A series of photos, documenting the events of that day are posted on my SFGate.com blog. To see them, go to:

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/steinberg/detail?blogid=74&entry_id=41554
or
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/steinberg/index?

As always, if you feel inclined, please post a comment on the blog, or send me a response via email.

take care,
David

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ah! Yes! How often does a national news story explode outside your window!? Btw the smoke was toxic!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Global Erotic Warming audio

a version of the jam we did for the global music streaming Marathon is up on the luver blog:
http://luver.net/blog/?p=263 !

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

photos of the LUVER crew at the TEMESCAL STREET FAIR!

http://www.eroplay.com/Cave/temescalstreetfair2009/index.html

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Fw: A helping hand for helping hands

(from Paul Escriva:)

The ones that live exclusively on SSI....

They don't survive.

They die alone, untouched and institutionalized.

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a lot end like that. But a lot do survive... Barely, waiting to eat, drink, go to the bathroom, etc. if their blanket falls off in the middle of the night, they sleep cold. This is amazing to me... Both that they survive... And that society forces people to live like that... For no reason!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Temescal

(from Clara Bellino:)
Hello Frank!

I will be out of the country on the 26th, until July 8.

I haven't forgotten that I need to send you a station id, I've been having crackling problems with my recording system. But after weeks of troubleshooting, i had a brilliant idea, I tried channel 2, it is quiet...so after my show this Saturday I will take the minutes it tkaes to record for you.

Will you still be able to do your shows? I am not clear what is being threatened. ? But either way wish you the very best and that you may continue doing what you enjoy,

Peace,

Clara

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great, Clara, about the drops!

I do a lot of different things. We do my luver /public access show from our home. So that show isn't threatened. But I have been doing a monthly live performance series at the Temescal art center in Oakland. The Temescal is a funky, warm performance space. It has been there for years. Recently a condo was built across the street. So now the yuppies have started to complain about "the noise." [there is very little noise!] now the city has informed Temescal that if there is one more complaint, there will be a thousand dollar fine, which would close the Temescal. The same old battle!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Saturday, June 20, 2009

A helping hand for helping hands

Not Home Alone


http://www.philadelphiaweekly.com/news-and-opinion/NOT-HOME-ALONE.html

A helping hand for helping hands.

By Daniel Denvir
Jun. 9, 2009

Every Tuesday morning Brenda McFadden leaves her West Philadelphia Home and makes the 45-minute drive to Berwyn, Pa., to take care of Joe Pepe, a 72-year-old with muscular dystrophy.

Pepe is wheelchair-bound, his speech punctuated by the movement of a mechanical ventilator that's hooked into his tracheotomy. For the past seven years, Pepe has depended on 59-year-old McFadden, a consumer-directed attendant, for care. McFadden helps feed Pepe, who does not have use of his arms; she changes the oxygen tank that supplies Pepe's ventilator and suctions excess mucus out of his tracheotomy.

For years Pepe has fought tenaciously to hold on to his independence and stay out of nursing homes. He worked as an accountant and treasurer for a Philadelphia-area company, as a health insurance agent and then in the late '80s got involved with the disability rights movement, worried that he would be institutionalized.

"There is a stubborn strain somewhere in my genes," he says.

Like Pepe, the majority of the 500,000-plus disabled people in need of long-term care want to live at home, with relative independence. To do so, they need people like McFadden to help them get through the day. But the working conditions are intense, and given the sacrifices, poorly
remunerated.

McFadden stays at Pepe's apartment until Saturday mornings, when she drives back to her West Philly home for a few days rest. During her last two-week pay period, she worked 239 hours. Within the context of the industry, she is paid (by Medicaid reimbursements through a state program that allows people to receive care at home) more generously than her counterparts: She earns $11.11 per hour-$1.61 above the average. She has no health insurance, paid days off or overtime.

These conditions for homecare workers make it hard for people like McFadden to stay at their jobs. High worker turnover makes it difficult for the disabled to stay in their homes. That means people like Pepe could end up institutionalized after all.

In Pennsylvania, disability activists, elderly rights advocates and Unions are working to transform the state's model of community-based care.

Advocates say that the creation of the the Consumer Workforce Council, a state body of elected homecare consumers and state appointees, will start to set things right. The proposed body- similar to entities established in California, Oregon, Washington and Massachusetts-would create a registry of homecare workers and negotiate collective bargaining agreements should workers choose to organize a union. Unionized workers could boost wages and benefits through higher Medicaid reimbursements.

The current system poses health risks to workers and consumers alike. A few years ago, McFadden got a staph infection. She had to pay $255 out of pocket for her medication. She's also diabetic, and pays $130 per vial for insulin. She says her doctor gives her extra medication when he has it on hand, but he often doesn't. She says she's been "blessed" to get sick on her days off.

McFadden says better wages and benefits and the worker registry will make things more livable for both her and Pepe. "He wants to take care of me and I want to take care of him. He doesn't want me to burn out," she says. After countless hours together, the two are best friends.

Federal and state Medicaid law requires that disabled people receive a state-granted waiver to get reimbursed for homecare, making the system highly biased toward placing people in institutions. This is the system's default setting, especially for the elderly disabled. People who choose to stay in their homes often have trouble finding caregivers and are forced to turn to agencies, which send out workers on contract.

Such agencies are voicing their opposition to the Consumer Workforce Council because they stand to lose business to consumer-directed attendants.

Disability activists and homecare workers say that agencies are often unnecessary middlemen, making a profit from Medicaid dollars and impeding the close relationships that can develop between caregivers and their clients.

If McFadden worked for an agency, she would have to work wherever it decided to assign her. Similarly, if Pepe had to get his workers through an agency, he would be assigned someone of its choosing, and be deprived of the responsibility to hire, supervise and fire homecare workers.

"With the agency model, you might end up with the agency running your life," Pepe says. "With an agency, [sometimes] you have nobody to fill a shift ... That happens all the time."

For Pepe, McFadden affords him the only way to live a real life: being at home, where he uses a mouth- and breath-controlled device to check Email and trade stocks. He says that for all of today's problems, in the 1980s things were much worse, and independent living would have been impossible.

"Institutions were the only government- supported program for someone on life support," he says.

McFadden, too, takes a dim view of institutions. She paid regular visits during Pepe's recent hospitalizations, taking care of him even though she couldn't be paid. She was afraid to leave him alone, saying Pepe would have to wait until a nurse passed his room to be attended to, sitting in
unnecessary discomfort and pain. McFadden worked at a nursing home before meeting Pepe, so the overworked staff and impersonal treatment common at large institutions did not surprise her.

"I hated it because they were mean to people. I prayed to God and asked for someone who needed me." That's when she found Pepe.

Homecare workers get injured on the job more often than construction workers and miners. According to Secretary of Labor and Industry Sandi Vito, 75 percent leave work within a year.

An attendant failed to show up the very morning of Pepe and McFadden's interview with PW . McFadden depends on other attendants to help with certain tasks, like getting Pepe out of bed in the morning. When McFadden finally reached the no-show attendant, the woman told her that her son had been arrested.

"If there were a registry, we could have found someone [else to come in]," Pepe said.

McFadden agreed. "We're always skating on thin ice. I never know who's gonna quit, who's not going to show up. That interrupts not only Joe's life, but my life."

Although McFadden is not a supervisor, she's the only person who's been around long enough to show new attendants the ropes. McFadden estimates that she and Pepe have trained 15 attendants in the past seven years.

Pennsylvania ranks as the country's third oldest state. In 2008, 15 percent of the population was 65 or older. Areas hit hard by the collapse of steel and manufacturing have particularly elderly populations, as young people move away to look for jobs. But many grandparents cannot afford to escape to Florida, and most prefer to stay in their homes.

According to Vito, the state's still booming elderly population will require 30,000 new homecare workers by 2016. By 2025, the number of disabled elderly in the state is projected to increase by between 27 and 41 percent.

According to the Department of Public Welfare, putting someone in a nursing home costs an average cost of $67,000 per year, which is almost three times more expensive than caring for someone in their own home. Yet according to the AARP, just 11 cents of every Medicaid dollar in Pennsylvania spent on long-term care goes to home and community care, one of the lowest rates in the nation. Most of the rest is spent on nursing homes, places that are disliked by many disabled people.

Disability activist German Parodi, a 25-year-old from Puerto Rico, was left paralyzed at age 17 after being shot during a carjacking. He says he'd never go to a home. "In a nursing home, they're in charge of everything: when to eat, sleep, to have sex-if they even allow it. People don't have to make the same choices as me, but I want everyone to have the same options as I do."

Although the public policy center of gravity has in past decades shifted toward community-based care, changes in state and federal policy are still needed to make sure the disabled-and especially the elderly disabled-are able to stay in their homes.

Josephine Jordan, 33, has been a homecare attendant for her West Philly neighbor Marsha Thrower, 43, for four years. Thrower suffers from multiple sclerosis and uses a wheelchair to get around. The two have known each other since Jordan was a child.

In 2007, Jordan was hospitalized for five days with kidney stones. She came back to work the next day, telling Thrower that she felt fine and that it was "boring at home." But Thrower says she "knew it was a lie" and that Jordan simply could not afford to miss another day of work. Thrower says a Consumer Workforce Council would ensure that "attendants would have the time to take off for emergencies or illness and not worry about losing pay. And they need insurance."

When asked, Jordan-who makes $9.85 per hour-admitted that she couldn't afford to stay home. "If I didn't come back to work, I wouldn't be paid," she said.

On a May afternoon, Jordan was at the office of Liberty Resources, one of the country's largest centers for independent living, which facilitate Medicaid payments to consumer-directed homecare workers. Liberty and other disability rights groups have joined the Service Employees International Union (SEIU), the American Federation of State, County and Municipal Employees (AFSCME) and the AARP in pushing for the Consumer Workforce Council.

Jordan was sitting next to another one of her clients-German Parodi, Liberty's national policy and advocacy coordinator. Parodi and Jordan say the relationship they have developed would be impossible through an agency or institutional care-the two even got their tongues pierced together. "He's not just my boss-we're friends too," says Jordan.

And they protest together.

Both caregiver and client are active in ADAPT, a national disability rights group. In April, 91 ADAPT members were arrested outside the White House at protests demanding passage of the Community Choice Act, which would eliminate Medicaid's bias against homecare.

The proposal currently on the table to create the Council would make it an "employer of record," allowing it to function as the homecare workers' boss for the purpose of collective bargaining. The disabled who depend on the attendants would still be in charge of hiring, firing, scheduling and supervising.

Jordan first got involved in the May protest when Thrower invited her to a disability rights march in Washington. "Marsha said, 'We go out and we protest.' I said, 'Okay, but I'm not going to jail.' The first time I went to Washington, I saw all the wheelchairs. It was great."

The collaboration between Jordan and client Thrower is key to the success of the movement, Pepe says. "People like myself will not have the means to live in a community the way they want until the day comes when we ... have a reliable, dependable, efficient workforce. Without that, this isn't gonna work. And that includes political clout. Until consumers and attendants join together and pressure the government as a block, we will have a very hit-or-miss program."

It's no surprise that our society fails to recognize work in the home-just look at the ambiguous situations of stay-at-home moms, nannies and housekeepers. Homecare unions in other states, as historians Eileen Boris and Jennifer Klein note, "became the mechanism to end the fiction" that a homecare attendant is not a worker.

And data from states that have Council-like bodies in place indicate that such programs work, suggesting that increasing wages and benefits boosts retention rates and that the establishment of a statewide registry makes it easier for consumers to find care.

The proposal to create the Council, which has the full backing of the Rendell administration, is to be enacted by what is called an Intergovernmental Agreement, or IGA. The Steering Committee on Long-Term Care Workforce Issues and the Secretaries of Aging, Public Welfare and Labor and Industry have been sending draft agreements back and forth since last year. A new version is expected to reach the executive branch soon, at which point two counties must sign the IGA to activate the law.

Council supporters want to establish the Council through IGA because it would bypass the Republican-controlled Senate, which has been hostile to the proposal. Republicans are demanding that the Council be introduced as legislation, which would essentially kill it, freezing in place the homecare status quo.

Republicans are backed by the Pennsylvania Homecare Association (PHA), which has actively lobbied against the Council. The PHA, representing hundreds of private agencies, says that a Council would create another layer of unnecessary and harmful government bureaucracy. They claim there are a number of ways to improve wages, benefits and working conditions under the current system.

The PHA rhetoric echoes that of groups who oppose increasing government regulation of the national healthcare industry, campaigners against the specter of socialized medicine. But Medicaid funds are public to begin with, so it's unclear why private industry has a right to them.

Another major PHA claim-that there's no shortage of workers-is contradicted by both state officials and a 2006 study by the Pennsylvania Medicaid Policy Center at the University of Pittsburgh.

Why, then, all the hand-wringing when the Council would not directly affect private agencies? The PHA seems afraid of two things: that higher wages for consumer-directed homecare workers will set a bad precedent-a tempting rabble-rousing example for their employees; and that consumers will flock to attendants listed in the new registry. (Nursing homes, which seemingly have a lot to lose under the proposal, have not taken a public position on the Council.)

Homecare agency owner Joe Bakey, who has testified twice against the proposed Council, acknowledges that this is a major concern, saying, "They won't stop at consumer-directed employees." Bakey worries his workers may switch to consumer-directed attendants if they no longer needed the agency, taking their clients with them.

Disability rights activists agree this is a possibility. Joe Pepe says that once a registry makes it easier for people to choose consumer-directed homecare, they will. "It will become clear that they can get better services from independent attendants," he says.

The PHA, taking up a defensive posture, is now saying they advocate better conditions for workers, but their opposition to the Council is clearly driven by a desire to keep the homecare business in agency hands. PHA Executive Director Vicki Hoak conceded as much in her November 2008 testimony before the House Republican Policy Committee in Lebanon, Pa. "Our opposition to this proposal was what brought us all together, but that has changed now. We are now working together to strengthen our efforts to [sic] realistic and fiscally responsible ways to elevate the profession of direct care workers."

But without the campaign for a Council, would wages even be on their radar?

For Pepe and McFadden, what is clear is that the status quo is broken, and that empowering workers is the best way to ensure that disabled people get access to quality care.

"People who come out to live on their own, they should be able to live life to the fullest, like we were promised in our Constitution, right?" Pepe muses. "The people have got to take a stand."

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and on a related subject... I was just notified that my ssi monthly check will be cut by $20 . It is the second cut this year. the first cut of the year was over $30. the monthly check is way below the poverty line. I always wonder what crips who don't have tribal support network of friends and lovers like I do survive!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

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Hi Frank,

This message may just be verifying your misery; I was just informed by the accountant at RCEB that staring next month, the SSI rate for someone living in their own household will be reduced to $850 per month. A second reduction this year. Where is the federal rescue fund, President Obama?

Henry Long
RCEB
Case Manager
Older Adult Services Unit
Oakland Office

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that is what I will get per month, Henry. Such cuts are really tax upon the poor! And then THEY "give " us a one time $250 "stimulus " check!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Street Fair Edition

Dear Readers,

In this issue we'll be covering the Haight Street Fair on Sunday the 14th of June which is an especially momentous occasion.

Why? Because it's not a remembrance of things past, it's not what's left over after a hot Saturday night, it's not Indian Summer in place of true Spring, it's the real thing walking down Haight Street with flowers in her hair, .

Many people think that the Hippy Era has come and gone, many people're filled with nostalgia, sentimentality, remorse, and sadness, feeling that that time has past and will never be again. . .

But what if the 60's were just the dress rehearsal? What if they were just the warm up, the prelude, the opening symphony to the real start of the New Age which is to come in the year 2012 when the Mayan calendar ends?. .

What if nobody blew it at all, and all the trials and tribulations were the tough schooling we all got for taking the trip and for purchasing a ticket to life in the first place?

The year 2012 is “the end” of the Mayan calendar.

“The End”, the point, the purpose of it all, when everyone 'gets it', and the New Age starts.

Many people thought and hoped that some great change would come in or around the year 2000, but it hasn't come yet, and despite the W.W.W. and the Technocrats taking everybody's money away to invest it in as 'far off' places as possible – it's not the light of the new that everyone had hoped would bring refreshment and respite.

The Water Bearer hasn't yet arrived on the scene. . .

The reason that the Earth is in such a sorry, polluted, messed up and manipulated state is – no one's fault at all.

The reason that there are wars, wars, and rumors of wars is – no one's fault at all.

The reason for the shape that the Earth is in at this very moment is that people do not live here and have never had the hope of living here.

You can't blame people for the way they treat a place if they don't live there, if it's not their's, if it can never be their's, and if it's not their ultimate home.

It's time for the New Age to start and for the old cycle to end. It's time to roll away the dew, the mist, and the wall of fog.

Like the Judgment Card in the Tarot deck, a horn blows and a man, a woman, and a child arise from the coffins they've been laying in and rise with their arms outstretched.

The start of the New Age is: That for the first time in human history people will be able to live here in their physical bodies and maintain them without dying.

The Mayan calendar ends at that point, in 'the year of physical immortality'.

The end of the Mayan calendar is the beginning of the New Age and the end of the Old Age of Pisces and Jesus and “the highest love” being proclaimed self-sacrifice.

Those perceiving doom and destruction for the year 2012 just happen to have a different view of “the end” than some others, and it just may be the end for them if they'd been planning on spending billions of dollars of tax payer's money on life in outer space and technology not having anything to do with taking care of this planet and being human.

It doesn't seem that Mr. God is going to let us sluggards get away with fucking up the whole planet and then like the pigs we are just move on to new virgin territory somewhere else. . .

The following story was written by Summer Dawn, a true initiate of the Temple of the Inscriptions, Palenque, Mexico.

There he learned to write and to etch things in stone that last for a very long time.

To some, he's known as 'The Tenant', a Carlos Castanedian term meant to signify one who's lived here on the earth in his physical body for many hundreds of year.

To others, he's known as The Cosmic Fool, the Fool in the Tarot deck, a fool on another level than most people normally associate with the term “Fool”, somewhat in the mode that the wise man Socrates said 'he knew nothing”, He has some kind of special knack for starting all over again and being a beginner just as his beard is turning gray. He also has the ability to forgive people their idocy, so that they can evolve.

To others, he's known as Joe Hill, the man who never died.

And whatever it is in all of us that has never died – better get it's ass down to the fair this year!

Roy Holtzman
Editor of the Haight Ashbury Free Press

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(6/12/09)

We will be out there in the LUVER Booth! Come by!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

your package arrived!

(To: The Beer City Boyz)

funny, we here are watching a documentary of the artist Joe Coleman [my co-star in Mondo New York]. The covers fit right in! And how I miss vinyl covers! Love your hard core covers! I think MILLIONS OF DEAD COPS did a single with my friend JOHN THE BAKER.

It looks like http://www.luver.com will be back to regular programs next week.... If everything goes our way. So we are close to starting MAXIMUM ROCK 'N'ROLL!

In Freedom,
Frank Moore

Reality Playings July 10, 2009 poster is up!

COME BEFORE THE YUPPIES SHUT DOWN THE ART!

http://www.eroplay.com/events.html

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  1. South Berkeley Crime Has Neighbors Outraged
    Riya Bhattacharjee, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    The Berkeley Police Department has heightened patrol services and is coordinating with Oakland police to address crimes in the South and West Berkeley. In addition, the city is giving priority attention to violent crime, with a special emphasis on drug enforcement and gun seizures.

  2. UC's Downtown Hotel Project Stalls
    Richard Brenneman, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    The flagging economy has already stopped--at least for the moment--one of the two tallest new buildings planned for downtown Berkeley. UC's Berkeley Charles Hotel was to have been one of two 225-foot high-rise hotels permitted under both drafts of the Downtown Area Plan now before the City Council.

  3. Zoning Board Considers New Site For Animal Shelter
    Riya Bhattacharjee, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    If the city's Zoning Adjustments Board gives the green light, the Berkeley Animal Shelter will have a new home on Bolivar Drive after a decade-long battle.

  4. Council Moves Forward With Bates-Maio Downtown Plan Proposals
    J. Douglas Allen-Taylor, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    The Berkeley City Council moved several steps closer to a finished Downtown Area Plan, approving a proposal by Mayor Tom Bates and Councilmember Linda Maio to modify the Planning Commission's version of the plan and bringing in elements from the Downtown Area Plan Advisory Commission version.

  5. City May Raise Fees In Light Of State Cutbacks
    J. Douglas Allen-Taylor, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    City of Berkeley Budget Manager Tracy Vesely reported to the City Council that proposed cutbacks in state funds could cost Berkeley as much as $8.2 million in the upcoming fiscal year.

  6. University Makes First Moves To Raze Public Health Building
    Richard Brenneman, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    Demolition is planned for of one of the city center's biggest buildings. The former home of the state Department of Health Services at Oxford and Hearst is the site of a major high-rise project the University if planning for the site.

  7. Crime In Berkeley Down Slightly In The First Quarter
    J. Douglas Allen-Taylor, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009
    Outgoing Berkeley Police Chief Douglas Hambleton reported to the City Council that the number of violent crimes in Berkeley had a small drop in the first quarter of 2009 and serious property crimes an even larger drop, something the chief called "a hopeful sign."

  8. Commentary: A Frightful Decision For Downtown
    Dave Blake, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009


  9. Commentary: The Costs Of A Berkeley High School Graduation Ceremony
    Judson H. Owens, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009


  10. Commentary: Police Put Community At Risk
    Larissa Cummings, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009


  11. Fire Department Log
    Richard Brenneman, Berkeley Daily Planet, 6/11/2009


  12. Residents Concerned After Shooting
    Tomer Ovadia, The Daily Californian, 6/11/2009
    A South Berkeley shooting that left two girls wounded and their house riddled with bullets has led local residents to express concern about safety in their neighborhood. A community meeting will be held to address concerns of violent crime in the area.

  13. Police Search For Bank Robbery Suspect
    Alexandra Wilcox, The Daily Californian, 6/11/2009
    Police are searching for a man who allegedly robbed the Mechanics Bank in West Berkeley afternoon.

  14. Public Comment Period At City Council Meetings Under Fire
    Genevieve Head-Gordon, The Daily Californian, 6/11/2009
    Many residents say the time allotted to public comment at City Council meetings is insufficient. Others say they find that addressing councilmembers outside of the meetings is easier and can allow more time.

  15. Biodiesel Use On Hold While City Evaluates Impact Of Fuel
    David Holmberg, The Daily Californian, 6/11/2009
    Responding to new research and a recent state law, the City of Berkeley is reconsidering its policy on biodiesel after officials tentatively stopped shipments of the fuel last month.

  16. City's Finances Could Be Less Stable Than Previously Stated
    Genevieve Head-Gordon, The Daily Californian, 6/11/2009
    A week after stating that Berkeley was financially stable, Mayor Tom Bates changed his tone at the City Council meeting, saying that the city is in a much more dire financial crisis.

  17. Berkeley School Integration Challenge Rejected
    Bob Egelko, San Francisco Chronicle, 6/11/2009
    The state Supreme Court declined to hear a challenge to Berkeley's school integration policy, upholding an appeals court ruling that the district is not in violation of Proposition 209.

  18. ChronicleWatch: Lane Confusion On Piedmont Crescent
    Jonathan Curiel, San Francisco Chronicle, 6/11/2009
    A stretch of Berkeley roadway near UC Berkeley's Clark-Kerr campus has drivers confused because the double-yellow lines have faded almost completely.

  19. Justices Reject Challenge To Berkeley School Plan
    Associated Press, 6/10/2009
    Berkeley looks at the racial makeup of a student's neighborhood in making enrollment decisions at its elementary schools and in small learning communities at the high school. The appeals court ruling, which was allowed to stand, said that Berkeley's policy did not run afoul of Proposition 209 because it did not consider an individual student's race.

  20. Berkeley Abandons Biodiesel Effort
    GoodCleanTech.com, 6/10/2009
    Berkeley has ended its six-year biodiesel effort for its trucks and other machines, amid concerns that biodiesel actually increases greenhouse gases and worsens world hunger.

  21. Calif. Towns Challenge Feds On Military Recruiting
    Juliana Barbassa, Associated Press, 6/11/2009
    In an article about two coastal towns' efforts to ban the U.S. military from recruiting minors within their city limits, it is noted that the City of Berkeley declared that recruiters positioned near the high school were "unwelcome intruders."

  22. Berkeley Community Public Access Channel Hijacked!
    Frank Moore, Bay Area Indymedia, 6/11/2009
    The article explores the philosophy of public access and new rules at Berkeley Community Media, Berkeley's public access station.