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06/10/2011

Blogging a Poem I Wrote That’s Disappearing From The Net

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,News,OpEd,Poetics,Tech — admin @ 7:11 am

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by Marc Frucht

What profits a man
Who has almost everything
Yet still he must
Steal from the poorQué beneficia a un hombre
Que pudo tenerlo todo
Pero él guarda el robar
El más pobres del pobre

[ref]=[http://web.archive.org/web/20050122085604/http://www.sondra.net/al/vol6/62Frucht.htm]

This was first published at Autumn Leaves which appears to be going away.

Two more poems archived at the following URLs:

http://www.frucht.org/whyweclash.html

http://www.frucht.org/secondblackmesamemory.html

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http://www.reverbnation.com/marcofrucht

05/21/2011

Tweets from the edge on Judgement Day.

Filed under: Humor,Mundane Or Sublime,Pop Culture — admin @ 9:19 am

A Hunter S. Thompsonian look at the newest end times.

“It just hasn’t gotten weird enough for me.”

1. Hold still, I see you have a little bit of Rapture on your chin, I’ll get that…

2. Any good Judgement Day requires a good soundtrack. Might I suggesthttp://www.reverbnation.com/marcofrucht

3. I wonder if maybe the rapture already happened and none of us know it.about 3 hours ago via web

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4. @MKEIMC FLASH – The world ended 4 hours ago in Nairobi. Please make a note of it.http://tinyurl.com/TheTheTheThatsAllFolks RTabout 15 hours ago via web in reply to MKEIMC

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5. @DanteRoss After the Rapture I’ll put on my best Donald Trump face, father a love-child or two like Ahnold, and then say, “Winning!9:21 AM May 20th via web in reply to DanteRoss

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6. @MarcFrucht Uh oh, Christian Heavy Metal Band Stryper hasn’t listed any tour dates for the rest of May…8:45 AM May 20th via web in reply to MarcFrucht

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7. Some Hopi Elders say there’s little worry if you’ve been “good,” it’s more like Spring coming! http://www.tinyurl.com/springtocome8:14 PM May 19th via web

OK, Aukland, Sydney, Melbourne and the Chathams Islands are all reporting that it’s tomorrow and everything is just fine. But it’s still 5pm in Minsk and Istanbul so keep an eye out.

Wait, what if the Zombie Apocalypse happens at the same exact time as the Rapture? I’ll be so confused.

Calgon stock is way up because of their slogan “Take Me Away!”

It’s 530pm in Tehran, we’ll know something soon.

So kids all over the country are refusing to clean their rooms now, because “rapture so who cares?”

FLASH – The world has been ending in Prague now for three hours. Please make a note of it.

FLASH – The world ended 4 hours ago in Nairobi. Please make a note of it.

Oh no. Watch this. Now I’m worried.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_penLnDqIlE&feature=related

You mean we all get judged tomorrow? I sure hope Simon Phillip Cowell’s not going to be there; that old-washed-up-never-has-been.

/Lenny Bruce is not afraid…/

Who wants to go shopping? I hear there’s going to be really good sales after the rapture. And wait, isn’t it already Saturday in Japan for the past couple hours? Hmm…

Lord, please assure me we’re not all going to go like in a Rebecca Black song! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0

Wait, I have a question is the Rapture going to be like New Years Rockin’ Eve where it happens first in Japan and then works its way to New Years Rockin’ Rapture, and then a few hours later hits Hollywood? That’s it, I’m heading to Hawaii…

Uh oh, Christian Heavy Metal Band Stryper doesn’t list any tour dates for the rest of May!

http://www.stryper.com/

Some Hopi Elders say there’s less to worry about than you think, you know. It’s not your nightmare version of “end of the world,” at all. If you’ve been “good,” it’s more like Spring coming!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBPghmuV8SY

Oh man, wouldn’t that be funny if it was a typo and some stupid “expert” went and told everyone there’s going to be a rapture when really it was only going to be a big ol’ California Condor or something? LOL

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150195372931697&set=a.17303071696.8622.505636696&type=1&theater

05/17/2011

My Quahog (Is Hoggin’ The Beach:) Lyrics to a song I should publish soon!

Filed under: Academic,Food,Humor,Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 8:26 am

Lyrics to My Quahog (Is Hoggin’ The Beach)

by marco capelli frucht

Not copyrighted yet, so please (don’t) steal…

My quahog is hoggin the beach…

He’s eaten up every and each

He eats all the snails and inhales the quails

And even the sandcastles shovels and pails

My quahog is hoggin the beach

My quahog has eaten the trees

The bushes and all of the bees

The birds in the air and the crabs in your hair

And even the dogs are now empty of fleas

My quahog is hoggin the beach

My Quahog has eaten the shops

The ones witgh the moms and the pops

He didn’t stop there he bought walmart fair share

Even firmed up the rights to the breathable air

My quahog is hoggin the beach

[SPOKEN] This song in case you couldn’t tell is called

“My quahog is hoggin the beach”

My quahog has ate up the land

He never even needed a hand

All the farms and the shores and the 5 and dime stores

With quarries and worries and slurries and hurries

So listen to my story you must understand

[SHOUTED] BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE AND HE EATS ALL THE SAND!

My quahog is hoggin the beach

My quahog is now after you

He’s willing to start with your shoe

Next is your ankle and both of your knees

But after your soul will no longer be free

I hear he’s got eyes on a child or two

My quahog is hoggin the beach

[SPOKEN] I have a question for you: would you rather be chowder or stew

This is my quarrel with clams

They multiply faster than yams

They consume and consume

Until then they presume

And take flight for your room

Eating all your perfume

[SPOKEN] Like a Quahog will do: You know how they are

When he chases your shoe and consumes it like stew

As soon as he reaches the coast with the beaches

For any and eaches.

My quahog is hoggin, the…

beeeeeeeeeeeeach.

2 good places to hear this song are:

http://www.reverbnation.com/artist/song_details/8376861

or:

http://soundcloud.com/atizine/my-quahog-is-hoggin-the-beach

And a good place to watch a homemade music video I did of it is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn8TKn4tv1U

05/04/2011

METACOMET’S HEAD ON A STICK IN A PLIMOTH PARK FOR 20 YEARS: Roots Of Our Racism.

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,News — admin @ 6:23 am

The blood lust of so many of my “countrymen” (and women) this week over news of Osama Bin Laden’s death frightens me greatly as a human being but also as an army signal corps veteran.

There should be somber reflection and subdued “joy” regarding Osama Bin Laden’s demise.

There should be a search for closure and catharsis throughout the land perhaps, and especially among those who lost loved ones but there should not be all this demonstrative applause and neo-patriotic joy. A real Warrior prays for and seeks peace only killing as a last resort and necessary “evil.”

All this armchair warrior behavior gives me great pain. Not to mention I find it rude because come on now! It shows very bad form.

A songwriter friend of mine named Spook Handy puts it this way:

WORSE, HOWEVER, IS THAT HE BROUGHT OUT THE WORST IN SO MANY AMERICANS. PEOPLE I KNOW, FRIENDS AND EVEN RELATIVES, ALLOWED THEIR DARKEST DEMONS TO RULE THEIR RATIONALE AND EMOTIONS – COLLECTIVELY PRETENDING THAT WE DIDN’T KNOW WE WERE WRONG TO TEAR APART IRAQ, TORTURE PRISONERS AND DISREGARD THE SPIRIT OF BOTH THE AMERICAN CONSTITUTION AND GENEVA CONVENTION.

http://www.facebook.com/notes/spook-handy/thoughts-on-osama-bin-laden/10150560528145654

My friend Lucy put it this way:

IT RATHER BOTHERS ME THAT ONE OF THE SEALS COMMUNICATED TO HIS SUPERIORS THAT ‘GERONIMO’ (OSAMA BIN LADEN) HAD BEEN KILLED IN ACTION.

GERONIMO WAS A GREAT NATIVE HERO. WHAT AN INSULT — OF THE GREATEST MAGNITUDE!

WHY WASN’T THE CODE NAME COLUMBUS, HITLER, STALIN, CUSTER, JACKSON, OR SADDAM USED ?????

Shepard Smith and Christiane Amanpour are both very excited about this new path that the United States is

taking now that Seal 6 team took Bin Laden and four other peoples’ lives away two days ago. If you follow their careers with any kind of discerning eye you will see they do not go anywhere that they can’t make low millions of dollars and high hundreds of thousands of dollars exploiting death, war and conflict. Falluja, Palestine, Tokyo, Britain, New Orleans or a vote count in Florida or Ohio. Doesn’t matter. If there’s conflict, if there are people grieving dead relatives, they will be there with their teleprompters and microphone. “How does it feel, Mrs. Metacom, to see your dead husband’s skull rotting on a pike at the gates to your neighbor’s village?” “This just in, we have a 9 year old grieving his dead dad, Metacom junior, please speak clearly into the microphone, your dad is dead, you are in shackles, they are beating your mother nearly to death and tonight they’ll be boating you down to Bermuda to be slaves, how are you feeling right now?”

And here’s some of what Rabbi Lerner has to say about all that:

The task of spiritual progressives at this moment is to reaffirm a different consciousness —

to remind ourselves that we are inextricably bound to each other and to everyone on the planet.

The struggle against terrorism will not be won through killing, no matter how many people

we assassinate. It will only be won when we in the West can show genuine love, caring,

and generosity toward everyone else on the planet.

http://www.tikkun.org/nextgen/tikkuns-spiritual-response-to-the-assassination-of-osama-bin-laden

Last word goes to my friend Rachel who asks this!

What does this say to our children?
Did you know Native Americans historically
serve in the United States Armed Forces
in higher numbers per capita than
any other ethnic group.


04/23/2011

I miss Junji Shimanuki. He was a great guy.

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 1:40 pm

Ordained monk.

Nipponzan Myohoji order

colleague of Jun San

Helped build Grafton Peace Pagoda.


“Junji’s austere lifestyle, the open simplicity of his spiritual practice have earned him wide respect in Indian Country.”

stood in strength and peace

with traditional Navajo and Hopi

several years.

Many don’t know this, but he insisted people teach him to build a single man’s Hogan where he lived for many years at Black Mesa.

..experience, ..equanimity, ..dignified heart

Also, I used to love letting him borrow one of my 1960s guitars because his heartfelt versions of Bob Dylan’s “Just Like A Woman” and John Lennon’s “Imagine” in a very thick Japanese accent were so much fun to sing along with and enjoy immensely.

I miss you even more today than many years ago when you passed away Junji. Rest In Peace.

http://www.8thfire.net/Day_178.html

Adding the following for historical purposes:

Jan 9 1992, 4:47 am

SPRITUAL WALK: 1992 AND BEYOND

NA MU MYO HO REN GE KYO

I  am  Junji  Shimanuki, a Japanese Buddhist  monk  of  Nipponzan

Myohoji. I come to offer a message to those who would here.

Our Teachers tell us that a great time of change is upon us,  and

that  we  must move forward with true compassion  to  meet  these

challenges.

It was the Most Venerable Fujii Guruji’s belief that the American

Indians  who  have  preserved a spiritual  way  of  life  against

humiliation  and oppression have a mission. He believed that  our

mission is to liberate humanity from the danger of  annihilation,

to  correct the wrong doings of the United States, to show a  way

to  break through its deadlock and to see that the cruel  history

will never be repeated. Fujii Guruji had high expectations of the

Bodhisarttya practice of the American Indian people.

It is in this spirit that I began to organize a ” Spiritual Walk”

to  begin  in  San  Francisco, Jan 1,  1992,  and  to  arrive  in

Washington  D.C. on October 12, 1992, the “International  Day  of

Solidarity with the Indian People of the Western Hemisphere.”

I  had hoped to organize an Indian walk… like the Longest  Walk

of 1978. I spoke to many native people and groups. Of course they

said  it  was  a good idea but many of  these  organizations  are

currently  focusing on their community. There are so many  things

to be done and everybody is doing their best.

We must move forward in this. This “Spiritual Walk” will  include

all  People  of  the Four Colors. WE WILL  WALK  AS  A  SPIRITUAL

OFFERING TO CORRECT THE EFFECTS OF COLONIZATION AND GENOCIDE UPON

AMERICAN INDIAN NATIONS.

We will do our best to speak out, to educate the American public.

1992  is a time for All People To Walk On This  Beautiful  Mother

Earth…   to  correct  the  injustices  done  by  the   American

Government not only to the Indian Nations but also to the world.

We  are a small group of people who have committed  ourselves  to

walk 5400 miles across the United States. We go through 17 Indian

Nations to gather prayers, spiritual strength and unity.

We  will  be  passing through California,  Nevada,  Arizona,  New

Mexico,  Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Iowa, South Dakota,  Minnesota,

Illinois,  Indiana,  Ohio, Pennsylvania, New  York,  New  Jersey,

Delaware, and Maryland.

We could use any support along the way including,  accommodations

and  food, organizing visits to schools, churches  and  community

groups,  media outreach, organizing gatherings or prayer  vigils,

or joining us in our walk for what ever time is possible.

For more information and a detailed itinerary please contact:

Nipponzan Myohoji, 82 Flora St. S.F. CA 94124 (415) 822-9471

04/10/2011

Liner Notes and Back Cover of Chiapaneca Rekkid. Enjoy!

Filed under: Academic,Music and Stuff,News,Pop Culture — admin @ 6:45 am

A

Chiapaneca is a tone poem

It is December 22, 1997.

A paramitlitary group called “Paz y Justicia” rapes and murders dozens of women and children

at a prayer meeting in Acteal, Chenalho, Chiapas. One paramilitary chooses to leave. He

picks up a little girl, Marcela saving her from harm. But later he is found out in the act

of helping her escape to the neighboring village and they hang him after much torture.

Aggressively they search for little Marcela but give up after a time.

There are other witnesses they weren’t able to kill.

Undetected, a guitarist sits in the bushes; waiting for them to leave. He remembers

everything he has seen.

Dedications: RIP Matt Chew, __________ [Censored], my Dad, John Ross, The Bees, Alma and you.

i dig local musicians.

UPC: 700261324746

Poet, Producer and Writer Marco Capelli Frucht wishes the four Sledge Grits

girls all the continued success that can possibly come along to match their

amazing skills and talent!!

ShoutOuts: Snark tuners, Page Capos, SIT strings, Zinky amps and the only new

guitar purchases anymore are Navatone and Godin.

Recording Studios acknowledged:

Lite Straw, Pwop, Dirt Floor.

http://www.oilpanalley.com

http://www.frucht.org

Oasis Disc Manufacturing

B

Frybread was written near Black Mesa Arizona

(Ch)Fry bread, frybread, make me some frybread

How can you be my Nana if you won’t make me frybread.

Frybread, frybread, make me some frybread,

How can you be a Nana if you won’t make some frybread.

Make me some frybread, chop up some peppers,

Make up some frybread- add some beans and cheese

How ’bout some frybread ‘n lettuce n’ tomatoes

Make it any kind of bread but make some fry bread please.

(ch)

I’ll herd the sheep for you I’ll chop the wood.

I’ll mud the roof if you’ll only make frybread

I’ll sweep the floor auntie, I promise I’ll be good.

I’ll learn a song for you but please make some fry bread.

(ch)

Wheat flour or white flour

Use any kind of flour

Heck even Jewish rye flour

But make some frybread please.

(chorus, repeat and fade…)

This song dedicated to all of Bob and Bonnie’s children.

Shouts to my Nana, my Bubbe, Ana Egge and Mrs. Laurie, (my 5th grade

English teacher at Groton Heights.)

04/02/2011

“Say what you mean.” — Bar Colby

Filed under: Academic,Pop Culture,Tech — admin @ 6:46 am

Attention well paid experts in your own field: when you say something is “kind of,” “kind of like,” or “like” you’re often carrying absolutely no added meaning — please don’t say it! Or at the very least please refrain from using it three times in the same sentence. It makes you sound very inarticulate or dare I say stupid.

😛

I mean, I was like furious, and you know, I mean I was like looking this over and I was like is he saying anything? He really doesn’t seem to be saying a single thing. Really? Really. Really. I was like, really? Really??

For example the following passage: “You know, it’s like when I saw people using [NOUN] with [NOUN] like with [NOUN,] they would have to write up a lot of like glue code, like a lot of just kind of redundant, the same thing over and over again and I was like, oh, let’s just get rid of that so they can write like I’m really — It’s actually kind of similar in the sense that this lets you maintain your [ADJECTIVE] state, whereas, [NOUN] will reshuffle the UI to match that state. One of the cool things you can do is you can say like just kind of reducing the kind of junk code you have to write that kind of obscures your intent”

can better read as follows:

“I saw people using [NOUN], [NOUN] and [NOUN] all written with glue code, so redundant. I cut all that while still managing to maintain [ADJECTIVE] state. One cool thing you can do is remove any junk code which obscures your intent.”

And yes, I obfuscated the descriptive terms because it really doesn’t matter who keeps doing this, just please cut it out!!

03/19/2011

Please Watch ‘Broken Rainbow’ Now That Someone Placed It Online.

Filed under: Academic,Mundane Or Sublime,Tech — admin @ 8:03 am

“Either things that we make will overtake us or nature will take over.

“Earthquakes, floods, rain, severe drought, severe winter, lightening destructing, wind destructing.”

— Thomas Banyacya.

Interpreting for Martin G., David M., and the other Elders deep inside the Kiva on an important day in the early 1970s.

My friend Gil T’s mother Laura Nyro wrote the soundtrack song “Broken Rainbow” for this movie.

I did not know him or his mom when I first heard this song.

I didn’t know them when I first saw this film either!

I was surprised and delighted to learn that the woman who wrote “Eli’s Coming” for Three Dog Night was the same woman who wrote this song for Roberta Blackgoat, Pauline Whitesinger, Kee Shay, Katherine Smith — and essentially she wrote it for all of us.

Please watch this movie if you can.

I wish copies of this movie were given to each of the people who are filmed in it. That’s not how the movie industry works though, is it? Roberta got to watch it eventually because Kee Shay went and got a copy on VHS from someone. And then he started showing it to all kinds of people who couldn’t watch it otherwise. Kee even showed it to me when my microbus was stuck in a wash one February day. I’m so thankful I got to watch movies at his house like you wouldn’t know. The places I was living that year didn’t have VCRs, internet, television, electricity or anything. For better or worse. I remember Roberta explaining to me that she is so famous she’s been quoted in dozens of books, and so many movies, but no one gives her copies of any of them. Please help me vow that when we make movies and books about people we will at least give as many free copies to the people we “mined” for them, as we do to our cronies who we hope will help us climb up the ladder over.

I will never take electricity for granted, I will never take water or air for granted. I hope to never take you for granted!

Sometimes I will but I’ll stop myself, because I have in fact vowed that I will never take all this for granted.

That is important. Especially because of the people in Japan who die so that I can type this on a battery powered laptop, recharging in an electrical outlet in a nice warm Starbucks when the weather is sunny and cold.

It’s important because of people in Arizona who die so that Uranium 238 can become Plutinium 239 and I can keep plugging in my laptop any time the battery starts getting low.

I will never take any of these things for granted. I was taking them for granted when a 9.0 Earthquake hit and people were making it so important that they call it an 8.9 instead of a 9.0. I was taking all this for granted when a Tsunami hit and people were trying so hard to say it wasn’t quite as bad as the one in Sumatra; and when many reactors began melting down and exposing radioactive rods as people were trying to say it’s not as bad as Three Mile Island and focusing so much important energy arguing whether this is worse than Chernobyl or not.

Does it matter whether it’s worse or better?

People are dead, plants and animals are dead.

I have the electricity I need and want.

That, my friends is what matters.

When I eat bison chili, or smoked cornbeef, or brisket there is ceremony I can do to thank the animal who gave his life so that I can be nourished and sustained.

We’d better find ceremony to remain thankful for people in Japan who gave their lives up not just under nuclear bombs, but in/near power plants so that we can have electricity at a low subsidized rate.

Ceremony must include people in Arizona who will mine our Uranium, Coal, Molybdenum and Gold so that our way of life can stay maintained.

Broken Rainbow – Part 1 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0iN3zdpdgvY

Broken Rainbow – Part 2 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJ7Dua4RZNA

Broken Rainbow – Part 3 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBOUBKDvzhQ

Broken Rainbow – Part 4 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=69-XEN1BTpY

Broken Rainbow – Part 5 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qtMri7I8D4Y

Broken Rainbow – Part 6 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-9LctAViabA

Broken Rainbow – Part 7 of 7  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmhRdYZ0S8c&feature=related

03/10/2011

Whether a Governor, F-15 pilot or a Sheep Herder, your actions influence people you will likely never know.

Filed under: Mundane Or Sublime,News — admin @ 3:55 pm

BLACK MESA ARIZONA –  I was herding Roberta Blackgoat’s sheep one sunny February day when a fighter plane dusted by 20 feet overhead or less.

I hit the ground as all the sheep and both dogs scattered. They all gathered back together when the plane was long gone and seemed to be comforting by circling around each other in really strange ways that I can’t understand. That all seemed fine though.

I looked over and there was one lamb shaking nonstop near a short tree. I went over and pet her and hugged her, and tried to say things in assuring ways hoping she would feel in my breath that she no longer needs to fear all that. Her shaking seemed to subside but she never seemed right after that. She would always drink less water than the others, and sometimes refused to drink or eat altogether.

Not too many days later Roberta handed me a long knife and instructed me to go out and slit the lamb’s throat saying that she will freeze to death either tonight or tomorrow night so our job was to stop the suffering. It was very difficult for me to do, but she was 50 some odd years my Elder and I was there primarily to herd sheep and chop wood for her, so I completed the task as competently as I could. She had said to be very swift, and use the sharpest part of the knife right across the neck so the lamb would die instantly and feel no extra pain.

That was not the most difficult thing I ever did in my life, but it remains in my top ten.

Incidentally, I will never forgive the very same military that I served proudly in years before that. The two men or women in that F-15 did NOT need to do that, and they probably don’t even care how much suffering they caused in a gigantic circle around them.

The only thing I can thank these two inhumane people for, is they helped me to live out my life being just a little more deliberate about each and every action I make as I try to be more aware who I might help or hurt in a big circle around me.

02/26/2011

Pre-Release for CD Single.

Filed under: Mundane Or Sublime,Music and Stuff — admin @ 9:01 pm

This CD single should come back from the printers in about 10 days. I can’t wait to rack it and stuff.

Please enjoy this music video in the meantime.

The song is Chiapaneca and it’s a tone poem. Read along the first or second time you hear this song and you should be able to envision it.

Cheers,

marco

It is December 22, 1997. A paramilitary group called “Paz y Justicia” rapes and murders dozens of women and children at a prayer meeting in Acteal, Chenalho, Chiapas. One paramilitary chooses to leave. He picks up a little girl, Marcela saving her from harm. But later he is found out in the act of helping her escape to the neighboring village and they hang him after much torture. Aggressively they search for little Marcela but give up after a time. There are other witnesses they weren’t able to kill. Undetected, a young guitarist sits in the bushes; waiting for them to leave. He remembers everything he has seen.

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