“The best kind of fiction is truer than any kind of journalism.”
http://www.kezi.com/emotions-high-as-council-returns/
I just pledged $200 dollars in hope of getting onboard Further that is heading to New York. This is a prophetic journey I, and my muse, Belle Burch, are destined to take. I filled out a form as to why I am qualified.
“I am the last Gonzo Journalist who has authored a great Hippie Musical that will appear on Broadway. When I and the wanna-be Pranksters get to New York, I and my wanna-be Killer Muse, will be greeted by Chris Von Vandel, and the illustrious Symbol Artist, Stefan Von Eins, who knows all the artists in New York, especially the radical ones. Stefan (and other New York artists) were intrigued when I compared my vicious character assassination attempt to Valerie Solanas, that radical bitch who shot Andy Warhol. I posted this message on Mayor Kitty Piercy’s Facebook.
“Artists are very giving and forgiving. I do not want Belle’s reputation to be hurt. She made a huge mistake. Artists make huge mistakes with their work. They start over again all the time. They know how to forgive themselves and others.”
When Chris and Stefan called me on the phone last night, he asked my how my musical was going. When I laughed, he admonished me. I got it. Real Artists don’t let anyone, or anything get between you and your vision. Consider Hitler’s Degenerate Art Show. The Whiteaker Witch-hunt had failed to make their case that I was a dangerous degenerate that needs to be taught a humiliating lesson. Trust me there will be a fantastic S&M routine in ‘My Big Beautiful Blue Bicycle’ that will replicate what happened that dreadful night in the Whiteaker. There was a real contest as to what sadistic woman, would do what to me, where!
As fate would have it, that day Jeff and Shannon Pasternak, Whiteaker Pioneers, sent Marilyn two photos. One is of me in front of my studio/art gallery on Blair taken in 1988. I believe this is the first art gallery in the Whiteaker. The other is of Marilyn in Jeff’s backyard. The Pasternaks lived on 5th, three house from Blair. The were on the Whiteaker Community Council.
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/05/01/my-big-beautiful-blue-bicycle/
This morning Chris called me, and she told me Belle’s Bluebelle reminded her of the blue New York Citybikes. She suggested they could be used in a Bubsley Berkeley psychedelic dance number. I am blown away, as that is what I saw! Chris and Stefan, can see the vision, see FURTHER than any Wanna-be, because they are the Real McCoy!
“Chris, you and I are touchstones. We are the last hippies!”
Chris was Peter Shapiro’s girlfriend. Peter’s band played at one of the first Acid Tests in 1965, and was lead Guitarist for the Loading Zone. We lived with the Zone in a huge Victorian in Oakland. Chris told me she has Janis Joplin’s earring that she found backstage.
Anand Holtham-Keathley is a Wanna-be Hippie. This frumpy rotund mother worked as some kind of nurse. It appears Anand wanted her son to be some kind of super-hero, a hipster messiah destined to save the planet, and, when “Missioned is Accomplished” Ambrose gives Anand all the credit, because he took her advice
“If you wanna worship God, then worship your mother, for She, and NO OTHER, made you. Peace.”
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/08/24/she-who-must-be-obeyed/
I believe Anand is a wanna-be hippie goddess who wants to behold her son as a emacculate conception, because hippie mothers sleep around a lot, live with several lovers, and may never get married. Naturally these mothers would conclude the world revolves around them, and thus they choose to hate the patriarchy.
It appears Ambrose and Belle went to Lane Community College and could have met in a literature class. Ambrose is a writer who promises his friends he is going to go on a road trip and write about it. He hops a freight train, and ends up at OCCUPY in Portland. This is where he gets the idea to use the homeless to make him a literary giant, and when he gets back to his mommies house, he invents the SLEEP movement.
“Is mommies little superman plum tuckered out from his road journey? Sleep my little prince. Sleep!”
Belle says she loves writing. My suggestion that Belle and Abrose were trying to rip-off my novel, is highly likely considering their reaction was to launch Alley Valkryie at me, whom I compare to Squeaky Froome. Alley came to town to lead what I title ‘The Night of the Long Shivs’ where the dynamic trio failed to get the Whiteaker Community Council to publicly castrate me so I won’t ever go after the innocent sweet anarchist princesses (with multiple lovers) again.
(It was she who asked for my number. It was she who called me to meet. It was she who agreed to pose for me! It was she who asked me for very personal information via e-mail, which made me suspicious after I learned she hid from me her core identity! She – stalked me! The is a beautiful flirt!)
As fate would have it, I predicted this meeting in the musical I am authoring where I give Ambrose the name Lance Kringleton the third. In my musical, after a meeting with ‘The Wise Council of the North’, Belle’ is ordered to take a train trip with me. Well, after finding the Further Trip, my theory my book and musical is writing itself, is no longer a theory. Just who is the author?
“Taking his case to the old hippies in the Whiteaker, the wise ones rule Belle must fulflll her agreement she made, and accompany Jon on a cross country train ride that will take them to New York to visit Chris and Stefan who has just moved into the old Woodstock Hotel. On the top floor, Stefan finds a ballroom that has not been used in years. Earlier, Chris had said this hotel is where the Woodstock Nation folks have come to die.
After Belle and Jon board the train, Jon gives Christine a call. She informs him Stefan has put together and song and dance routine ‘Putting on the Woodstock’ that is based upon ‘Putting on the Ritz’. Stefan found tails and top hat in a closet, and looks like Fred Astaire. Stefan was a master of the Viennese Waltz, and in no time has mastered Astaire’s famous Ritz dance.”
On this video you’ll find my real stalker, Alley Valkyrie, who Belle & Family employed to frighten the hell out of me. But, they forgot to have Belle give me any message to stay away from her and ‘The Sleepy Family’. I believe Belle was trying to set me up when she told me I could have Bluebelle back. I suspect this 300 pound woman was waiting for me, she eager to stomp me into a greasy spot. Note Ally’s wide-mad eyes! What is she on? Is she turned on? I title these people ‘The jump on the table and vomit on the mayor crowd’.
In my musical I will call this woman Thor-Woman. She will carry a big sledge hammer everywhere as she makes one outrageous demand after another.”
“I’m not getting off your front porch until people stop cutting down trees!”
SLAM! Down comes her hammer busting up your cement porch. Thor-Woman will be Don Juan’s stalker becase she feels men loving women is the downfall of humankind. Here is the beast, the great Kong that Alley groomed to destroy the Hippie Patriarchy. Screeching Fromme hates the Hippies, especially the Male Hippie, for it was old Hippie Harry, her uncle, who groped Allie while they were watching the movie ‘Harry and the Hendersons’.
How ironic that Belle and I met in Ken Kesey Square. I sent our video with my resume. I was on ‘The Bus’ in the 1987 Eugene Celebration. This video might be the last gasp of Hippie Love. I think it is……………all over!
The high THC levels are turning our youth into vegetables. Some are so stoned, they need a service dog to get around. Note how alert the dog is compared to these folks captured forever in Sleepy Hollow. If these are the kind of zombies that will board Further high on ‘Killer Weed’ then I want a refund.
The Whiteaker Anarchist are against Gentrification, but, not when it come to my friend. Bruce Perklowin, a.k.a ‘The King of Pot’ and CEO of Marijuana Inc. Bruce is on the left, and on Wall Street. Oops! I guess it’s all over for OCCUPY!
Jon Presco
Copyright 2014
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/05/01/my-big-beautiful-blue-bicycle/
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/08/29/sherd-of-she/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Marbles_(quartet)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Loading_Zone
http://www.womynkind.org/scum.htm
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/04/28/did-belle-burch-google-me/
“Hell yes I want to see a dance show on Broadway. I’ve always wanted to see a Broadway show. I’ve been in NYC twice but failed both times to get overpriced tickets to any Broadway shows enough in advance to make one. Why do you ask?
On Fri, Apr 18, 2014 at 6:59 PM, John Ambrose wrote:
Belle, my big project in Love Dance, a Broadway musical based upon the music of LOVE. Bryan was my best friend in HS. He was a roadie for the Byrds when he was 17. We hung out in a coffee shop in LA in 1963.
I about choked when you told me your were a dancer! Belle! You ring all my belles and set off all my whistles. It is just the way it is. I want to see the hippie dance extravaganza on Broadway! How about you?
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2012/12/27/the-killer-of-art/
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/09/13/king-kesey-lost-merlin/
Gonzo Journalism
A form of journalism innovated by the great Hunter S. Thompson based on William Faulkner’s belief that “The best kind of fiction is truer than any kind of journalism.” It was Dr. Hunter S. Thompson’s way of writing neither fiction or nonfiction, but a weird category in between the two, to show that “fiction” and “journalism” are only artificial categories and that they are both means to get to the same end. Hunter S. Thompson noted that Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas was a failed attempt at Gonzo Journalism, for it varied too much from the truth and slipped a great deal into the realm of fiction.
The Kentucky Derby is Decadent and Depraved, The Curse of Lono, both by Hunter S. Thompson, are examples of Gonzo Journalism
http://www.streetfilms.org/citibike-debuts-in-new-york-city/
http://www.magpictures.com/magictrip/
http://www.streetfilms.org/citibike-debuts-in-new-york-city/
In 1999 I read that Ken Kesey was going to England in search of Merlin. I called my friend, Nancy Hamren, and asked her to talk her friend out of this debacle. I had met Ken on several occasions, and had been on ‘The Bus’ in the Eugene Celebration Parade. At the time I was studying King Arthur and the Holy Grail and chatting on yahoogroups that Dan Brown lurked in.
“There are a lot of people who take this serious, and will not be happy with Ken’s hit or miss tactics. If he wants to find Merlin, look no further, here I am, in his own backyard!”
That was the last time I spoke to Nancy, the first girl I ever kiss, because she was tops in King Kesey’s Court, and everything was set in stone, and, only Ken can withdraw Excalibur. Real hippies did not want leaders, or to collect our magical energy in a big beautiful pile, put it in a bag and hand it over to some clown.
The Cornish folks hated Ken’s act. The Hambley family is from Cornwall and are still mining tin. Above is the Hambley mansion in North Carolina where Viriginia’s great grandfather lived. Melqart is a candidate for Merlin in my book.
In 1966, Nancy and I lived in a SF commune called ‘The Idle Hands’ with the Zorthian sisters. Their father ‘The Last of the Bohemians’ was an artist that was influenced by Thomas Hart Benton. I have been to ‘The Ranch’.
Jon Presco
http://www.shewan.co.uk/furthur/kesey.html
In 1964 Ken Kesey and a bunch of friends, who later became known as the Merry Pranksters, set off in an old school bus, painted in psychedelic colours, to cross America. The bus trips spawned the Acid tests, the Acid tests spawned the Grateful Dead and so the Sixties as we know them were shaped.
Thirty five years later as the 20th Century draws to a close Kesey once again took the bus furthur (although this was a replcement – the original would be 60 years old and is sitting rotting on Keseys farm) on the road. This time the Pranksters set sail for England to view the total eclipse and to search for Merlin who Kesey believed would return before the Millennium.
You’re either on the bus or you’re off the bus
SHIV
1) Slang for a knife or any other small cutting/stabbing weapon, often homemade; think inmates with sharpened toothbrushes.
2) The act of utilising the aforementioned small cutting/stabbing weapon to cut/stab someone.
“I’ma shiv you, bitch!”
The Pranksters filmed the entire trip, with America as the backdrop creating a new type of art-film “in the now.” After this infamous trip, word spread about wild “happenings” occurring wherever these bus trip films were shown. Eventually these parties grew to include liquid light shows, sound effects, and special Kool-Aid punch. A then-unknown band called The Grateful Dead would play between film reels.
The psychedelic concert scene we know today arose directly from this fantastic voyage 50 years ago. The trip and Furthur were immortalized in song (“Magic Bus” by The Who, “The Other One” by the Grateful Dead) and in literature (Tom Wolfe’s bestseller, The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test).
It was 45 years before Magic Trip was released in theaters so those who weren’t lucky enough to watch the films at Acid Tests in the 1960s could witness Furthur’s historic journey, which changed the face of modern society. Click here to watch Magic Trip promo on YouTube.
This will be the first of many 50th anniversary events celebrating that loud and colorful decade. Zane Kesey (Ken’s son) and various Merry Pranksters are hoping to get Ken’s 1947 bus Furthur ready to attempt this grand trek once more and take Furthur, well, further.
“Juliette (Brigitte Bardot) is an 18-year old orphan with a high level of sexual energy. She makes no effort to restrain her natural sensuality – lying nude in her yard, habitually kicking her shoes off and walking around barefoot, and disregarding many societal restraints and the opinions of others.”
As it turns out, Belle was using the Old King of Bohemians, she wanting to steal his story so she could make quick money for her boyfriend (and his disciple) who she sees as a Messiah to the Poor and Homeless. No sacrifice is too great for Belle’s lover. She believes all the old hippies and liberals have copped out, and are sitting on a gold mine – they no longer deserve – because they have forsaken The Revolution – which is only for the young!
Belle and Don Juan agree to meet in a new Bohemian café in the Whiteaker. Don has a clue Belle is duplistic in an anarchist plot to rob him of his beloved Bohemian history and has brought Belle a present that he parked outside before she arrived.
At the little round table in the corner, Don takes Belle on a Bohemian Roller Coaster ride. She squeals with joy when he tells her about the movie ‘The Beat Girl’.
“There’s actually a movie called “Beat Girl?”
“Yes, Hill was the British Brigitte Bardot. I suspect the Beatle got their name for her because they were fans of this hot Beatnik chic.”
Thinking she has extracted an agreement to turn over his Bohemian Magic to Belle, this beauty now turns off her charm and tries to make herself un-attractive. She tells Don she has a problem being pretty for men. Belle wants Don to agree not see her as beautiful so she can feel comfortable around him.
Then, Belle’s cellphone rings. It is Lance Kringleton the third, Belle’s beloved beau.
“I got to go!”
Outside, Don show Belle the beautiful blue bicycle her will give her in exchange for ten hours of modeling.
“How did you know I needed a bicycle?”
“A little birdy told me!”
Don looks forlornly as Belle sits on Bluebelle, ready to peddle out of Don’s life.
“You’re acting like you wont see me again.” Belle says, she a bit concerned that things have not gone as planned. As Belle rides down the street, Don whispers;
“Goodbye BB.”
Don walks to his truck ‘Big Blue’ knowing he has changed the course of Belle’s life, for his has given her the exact bicycle Bridgett Bardot rode in the movie ‘And God Created Woman’. Don had found it in a Christian thrift store, and recognized it, for he had a crush on BB since he was thirteen. BB opened her pure white sheet to Don’s erotic yearning, and let him in – gave him pagan sanctuary – countless times.
Bleubelle is the vehicle, the McGuffin for my musicale ‘My Big Beautiful Blue Bicycle’.
that will be the new La Bohme. This musical wrote itself. It was a gift from the Bohemian Gods on high! Belle concludes the best way to make money from Don’s story is to turn it into a musical like he suggested in his e-mail. Belle and her tough street radicals are going to cynically exploit the music of the 60s and get all those hippie seniors to come to Broadway to see BBBB, and then die!
“The more dead – the better!” cries Lance. “We need to get these old farts out of the way so people can see we have the right stuff!”
“We got to find some old has been hippies to help us.” Belle pipes in, and her merry archaism dwarfs give each other a high-five!
A mysterious Russian oil tycoon has put up the money for the show. Unbeknownst to Lance and Belle, Don sends in his ringer, and old black Jazz artist, named Booker Kennedy.
“You know old rock n roll?” Lance asks.
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/05/01/i-will-draw-and-paint-belle/
Please consider carefully what I have said.”
“Belle Burch has very clearly told you to stop posting about and contacting her. I am asking you to back off, and very politely at this point. I’d prefer not to have to ask you again. Please stop it.”
My reply
“No she did not. She told me she did not want to talk to me when I called her. Her real distress comes from me finding out she kept information from me I solicited, that exposed her gang, and the truth Ambrose sees himself as a leader. If this was a one on one relationship, it would have been handled in a normal fashion. Now I see how she has been handling our business, she going to her gang. Stay the fuck out of my business! https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/05/09/25343/
When I made an appointment to meet with Belle after she called me (I didn’t have her number)
I told her I was going to make her heir to my intellectual property and my novel ‘Capturing Beauty’. I also said I would like her to be my model and muse. She said there will be no sex, and I told her that is correct because I was rendered impotent by my cancer treatment three years ago.
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post.php?post=25354&action=edit
“Greg Presco She retreated in this chat. She bid you to protect her. How are you going to do that? She already lost. I am going to immortalize her along with Belle. No one can stop me. They will be famous.”
Anyone acquainted with the subtleties of violent communication can see that Presco entertains death-phantasies regarding Alley and Belle. Every psychotic lone shooter imagines themselves and their target as dual immortalities — here Presco sees Belle and Alley as potential victims that can turn him into an Eternal Name.
I’d like to point out the following two quotes from Presco:
“She’s the head of the dragon of fear! She should have not let me know that, because when I have to fight, I go for a head shot! Especially when the body is so co-denedant to Alley.
Yesterday at 12:33pm”
“Greg Presco She retreated in this chat. She bid you to protect her. How are you going to do that? She already lost. I am going to immortalize her along with Belle. No one can stop me. They will be famous.”
Anyone acquainted with the subtleties of violent communication can see that Presco entertains death-phantasies regarding Alley and Belle. Every psychotic lone shooter imagines themselves and their target as dual immortalities — here Presco sees Belle and Alley as potential victims that can turn him into an Eternal Name.
His desire to be an artist (fueled by his mother, who suppressed his sister’s talents so he could be the family star, see my post earlier in the thread for the links to demonstrate this) is his way of desperately seeking immortality as he gets closer to death. I imagine his belief that Alley wants Belle for herself has something to do with his own erotic phantasies, obviously still running just fine regardless of whether his genitals work. His desire to demonstrate his superior masculinity is linked to obvious male socialization patters. Cf. Oregon Duck rape scandal(s).
HIs fear is dangerous, his illness is dangerous, his bigotry is dangerous. And I’m seeing just three people willing to put up a defense against that danger.
And while obviously psychotic and seemingly paranoid as well, he is above all a threat to people in our community. None of the people coming forth to defend him or accuse Jeff, Puck and Rodolfo of bullying are offering any alternative. Little more than passive-aggressive PC victim blaming. Nothing Alley hasn’t been the target of before with regards to her homeless advocacy. And of course we’d all like for Presco to have a mental health options.
But he’s a menace first, and mentally ill second.
Presco, even if he is practically unlikely to do violence to Alley and Belle, clearly desires to do so. It is written all over the place. And obviously he is sick.
But what is even sicker are the tepid defenses of his behavior and the disgraceful attacks on those few people offering a defense of two women being targeted by a creepy, menacing white cis male who is homophobic, sexist, anti-homeless and a bourgeoise classist.
This is how rape culture is perpetuated day after day after day after…
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/04/08/eliza-hart-spalding/
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/02/27/for-the-love-of-orange-sunshine/
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/07/03/beautiful-cultural-warfare/
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2014/02/05/the-hart-of-the-nez-perce/
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/05/31/benton-preston-family-go-west/
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