They are far worse than the nastiest, most ravenous, palest-faced B-movie zombies ever concocted in the history of Film anywhere in this or any other hemisphere. They used to wet their cribs every night dreaming of exactly what they have unleashed these last eight years. They have secretly inserted little How-to-create-scary-and-ever-increasingly-disgusting-assholes microchips deep within the sub-consciences of Dario Argento, Clive Barker, John Carpenter, Wes Craven, Stephen King, Charles and Marilyn Manson, George Romero, Rob Zombie, and O.J. Simpson, to name a few, to make sure We the People have some bizarre point of reference. They have rewritten the U.S. Constitution for just such unnatural purposes. They are fucking relentless.
The torturous Bush/Cheney Last-Chance-Texaco/Rewrite-Recent-History Road-show is up, currently running on TV News Channels near you. Not unlike Burger King, the Whoppers are charbroiled, flying off the political grill and splashing down inside the gluttonous collective American gellified belly. You can have it your way, but if you chew it, you taste it – either way you’re puking.
I fucking hate zombies. Even funny ones with bad makeup. Given a choice, I would rather eat fistfuls of raw chuckburger and wash them down with a bottle of cod liver oil than sit through most horror movies. But I would much rather empty Roger Corman’s dungeon vaults and subject myself to every shitty-shit, piece-of-crap, dingleberried flick that ever went straight to video than be forced to relive even five murderous, blood-lusty minutes that these Republican Alien Nosferatus have held office – draining our throats and squishing out through our torsos these past ninety-six months. On every single issue – barf – from failing to read memos, to spinning 9/11, to bombing creepy Taliban-types far from Osama – not to mention a half-million or so innocent Iraqis – to bullshitting the nation and the world about WMDs, to stealing elections, to expanding each consecutive Al Qaeda freshmen class, to polluting the planet and warring for profits, to buying off most of Mass Media, to scribbling over Rumsfeld/Rice’s unreadable roadmaps, to torturing at Abu Ghraib, Guantanamo, and anyplace else they can get away with, to suspending Habeas Corpus, to hawking bridges to Nowhere, to spending cash faster than they can chop down forests to make the paper, to watching New Orleans drown from Air Force One, to killing and/or maiming thousands of American servicepersons and then leaving them in tenement hospitals to will themselves well, to lying about Pat Tillman and Christ only knows how many others, to flaying our Interior and frying our individual rights, to moronically over-selling duct tape and color codes, to giving away jobs and shops to any and every foreign country, to auctioning our ports, to illegally wiretapping all communicative electronic products yet invented, to reforming Church with State through false Christianity, to bribing every dirty skinflint in Government, to blowing a few trillion under the table for Occupations, and on and on ad nauseum, to Now, bailing out the rich and infamous, who have already stolen all the money they could carry away during the first seven-and-a-half years of this tricky, trickle-down administration – these soulless psychosluts have sold out whatever was left of Main Street and Wall Street And the Middle Classes And the quarantined American Dream since they usurped power in 2000. Witnessing these gutless undead cunts trying to reinvent themselves on Television the week before Christmas – between Charlie Brown, Football, the Grinch and fat SUV/Fast Food ads – all I can do is continue dry-heaving.
-Robert Francis Cole
Christmas 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Narcissism By Proxy
narcissism by proxy
translated from the fragmentary journals of the 18th. Century Dutch physician Robels Almanssonn
…it is too easy to call her vain or narcissistic, it’s too imprecise—narcissism implies that she’s made the necessary distinction between how she sees herself and how others see her, and that her eternal preference is her own image—but this isn’t the case, and in considering her we should not make the common mistake of confusing narcissism with its polar opposite—in other words, she’s never bothered to formulate a self-image, her only concern is for how she might most advantageously be seen by the other, the other for her being always and only male—she can only see herself as the other sees her, so if this is a narcissism it’s the narcissism of displacement, or narcissism by proxy—the way she conducts herself, there’s never a single moment of risk, of refusing to look at herself the way men do, of deliberately leaving men’s expectations unfulfilled, or of utterly forgetting about men for a moment—she cannot risk that, because the sole definitive perspective she has of herself is in fact the male perspective—she doesn’t want to be her own object, she only wants approval, to be the slavish infantilized object of men—[section damaged or missing] …she never risks looking at herself as herself—she never stakes out any subjectivity—she’s unable to individuate herself because, again, no stand-alone self has been formulated, there’s only an object in need of male definition, not an individual arguing for her own particular desirability—or a self-defined person taking the risk of being undesirable, unsexy, unglamorous—while she’s not of course a whore as defined by the trade, she is there only to please the other, to gain male approval, never mind the narrowness of the pleasure she gives—there’s nothing enduringly erotic about someone who is desperate to please—she is common, she is the kind of commoner that keeps insisting that she’s extraordinary—perhaps the only thing that’s extraordinary about her is her unerring commonness, or the commerciality of all her attempts at transgression—[section damaged or missing] …whatever her flaws, her shortcomings, her tantrums, there’s always a ready phalanx of opportunistic men to feign interest for a taste—she doesn’t understand that true sovereignty, or true individuality, is defined by the impossibility of an audience, that the degree to which one is without an audience is the measure of one’s success in the struggle toward individuality […]
translated from the fragmentary journals of the 18th. Century Dutch physician Robels Almanssonn
…it is too easy to call her vain or narcissistic, it’s too imprecise—narcissism implies that she’s made the necessary distinction between how she sees herself and how others see her, and that her eternal preference is her own image—but this isn’t the case, and in considering her we should not make the common mistake of confusing narcissism with its polar opposite—in other words, she’s never bothered to formulate a self-image, her only concern is for how she might most advantageously be seen by the other, the other for her being always and only male—she can only see herself as the other sees her, so if this is a narcissism it’s the narcissism of displacement, or narcissism by proxy—the way she conducts herself, there’s never a single moment of risk, of refusing to look at herself the way men do, of deliberately leaving men’s expectations unfulfilled, or of utterly forgetting about men for a moment—she cannot risk that, because the sole definitive perspective she has of herself is in fact the male perspective—she doesn’t want to be her own object, she only wants approval, to be the slavish infantilized object of men—[section damaged or missing] …she never risks looking at herself as herself—she never stakes out any subjectivity—she’s unable to individuate herself because, again, no stand-alone self has been formulated, there’s only an object in need of male definition, not an individual arguing for her own particular desirability—or a self-defined person taking the risk of being undesirable, unsexy, unglamorous—while she’s not of course a whore as defined by the trade, she is there only to please the other, to gain male approval, never mind the narrowness of the pleasure she gives—there’s nothing enduringly erotic about someone who is desperate to please—she is common, she is the kind of commoner that keeps insisting that she’s extraordinary—perhaps the only thing that’s extraordinary about her is her unerring commonness, or the commerciality of all her attempts at transgression—[section damaged or missing] …whatever her flaws, her shortcomings, her tantrums, there’s always a ready phalanx of opportunistic men to feign interest for a taste—she doesn’t understand that true sovereignty, or true individuality, is defined by the impossibility of an audience, that the degree to which one is without an audience is the measure of one’s success in the struggle toward individuality […]
Friday, December 19, 2008
ALE FEST ANNUAL GHOSTS OF CHRISTMAS PAST AND PRESENT
THE GATE'S
ANNUAL GHOSTS
OF CHRISTMAS
PAST AND PRESENT:
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An Extraordinary Array of Holiday Ales
w/ Cheese Pairings on Christmas Eve!
The Gate and BeertenderBrooklyn Wish
you all the very best
this Holiday Season and
Thank You for being a part of
Our Community!
-Bobby, Dawn, Pat, Jesse,
Jay, David, Emily, Chris, Johnny,
Bill, Michelle, Nick, Frank and Maria
ANNUAL GHOSTS
OF CHRISTMAS
PAST AND PRESENT:
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An Extraordinary Array of Holiday Ales
w/ Cheese Pairings on Christmas Eve!
The Gate and BeertenderBrooklyn Wish
you all the very best
this Holiday Season and
Thank You for being a part of
Our Community!
-Bobby, Dawn, Pat, Jesse,
Jay, David, Emily, Chris, Johnny,
Bill, Michelle, Nick, Frank and Maria
Recession Session Hiatus!
The Recession Busters' will be taking a
Holiday Hiatus. Sessions resume Jan. 8
with Jay Green!
The 2009 Lineup:
Jan 8 DJ Kool Kear
Jan 15 DJ Al Key
Jan 22 DJ Doublewide
Jan 29 DJ Mikey Palms
Feb 5 DJ Miles
Holiday Hiatus. Sessions resume Jan. 8
with Jay Green!The 2009 Lineup:
Jan 8 DJ Kool Kear
Jan 15 DJ Al Key
Jan 22 DJ Doublewide
Jan 29 DJ Mikey Palms
Feb 5 DJ Miles
Saturday, December 13, 2008
BEAR REPUBLIC ath the GATE!!
A MASSIVE 20 LINE MAULING!!
+ 3 CASKS!!
WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 17TH 7PM
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+ 3 CASKS!!
WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 17TH 7PM
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RECESSION BUSTER ALERT!!!!
THE RECESSION SESSIONS CONTINUE!!!
Way Number 3:
Thursday, December 18th 10PM
DJ AL KEY!
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Way Number 3:
Thursday, December 18th 10PM
DJ AL KEY!
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NEW PHOTOS!
SLY FOX ALE FEST!
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Recession Session #2
DJ MIKEY PALMS
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Recession Session #2
DJ MIKEY PALMS
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Wednesday, December 10, 2008
RECESSION BUSTERS ALERT!
WAY NUMBER TWO!
THURSDAY DECEMBER 11TH 10PM
BEER SPECIALS!
CHEAP SHOTS!
ALL AMERICAN
HIGH FALLUTIN FUN!
with very special guest DJ
MIKEY PALMS!
+ JAY GREEN
THURSDAY DECEMBER 11TH 10PM
BEER SPECIALS!
CHEAP SHOTS!
ALL AMERICAN
HIGH FALLUTIN FUN!
with very special guest DJ
MIKEY PALMS!
+ JAY GREEN
SLY FOX IPA PROJECT!
WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 10TH 7PM
12 SLY FOX LINES!
6 IPA PROJECT LINES!
COME ON DOWN!!
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12 SLY FOX LINES!
6 IPA PROJECT LINES!
COME ON DOWN!!
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Thursday, December 4, 2008
RECESSION BUSTER'S
WAY NUMBER ONE!
Thursday, not Wednesday December 4th
10 PM 'til the old lady wants your ass home!
Kick Off with DJ DOUBLEWIDE!
$5 LAGUNITAS EVENT BREWS 'TIL MIDNIGHT
$3 LIMEY BASTARD SHOTS
NO COVER!
WHO WANTS SOME?
COME N' GIT IT!
Thursday, not Wednesday December 4th
10 PM 'til the old lady wants your ass home!
Kick Off with DJ DOUBLEWIDE!
$5 LAGUNITAS EVENT BREWS 'TIL MIDNIGHT
$3 LIMEY BASTARD SHOTS
NO COVER!
WHO WANTS SOME?
COME N' GIT IT!
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