if only it was past tense

i have learnt to identify with the title BELIGERANT
i know now how to not be an 'expert'
to deny all claims to knowledge
to cover my tracks, to talk backwards to contextualise, to historicise to remember i participate in what i know
is any of that transferable
is any of that employable
is any of that destined to win me friends and influence people
i sincerely doubt it
the world outside the essays i write is dictated by the almighty right
they don't like post modernism
they want history to be taught as a linnear narrative, not as a series of themes
they want it to start preferrably at Gallipoli, where Australia proved they could be losers and find something heroic in it
get stuck in a big hole NATIONAL HERO
play cricket NATIONAL HERO
horse with a big heart NATIONAL HERO

theres five minutes till the revolution, garry suggests bringing the radio down to the foreshore he is convinced there will be fireworks. everyone loves fireworks he says even Che.

who would you follow into violence? would anyone make you leave your cds in the hands of the enemy and burn down the art supply shop? Would Charlie Perkins/Garry Foley/Kevin Gilbert/ ever get to be a badge for the Socialist Alliance? would you quote foucault at the firing squad? Would you meet secretly at night at the back of atomica and plan to blow up

what calamity? crazy insanity?

here i am again pondering the outer reaches of my navel coming to the same conclusions, yep its still there. the proactivity fairy says exercise and so shall i do, if i piss off the proactive fairy theres no ride home in the pumpkin at 12am. The most productive thing i have done in the last four weeks is develop an almost fanatical hatred for Andrew Bolt. Theres a man who i would happily see have a life changing experience involving any of these or other suitably informative experiences 1. wake up on the other side of the fence , Aboriginal, muslim, west papuan or whoever his flavour of the month is. 2. wake up with no money, no voice no fans but with raging opinions to which no one will listen3. wake up on mars and never return. He is someone who makes my blood boil he is worse than Pauline Hanson, no one ridicules him for his dress sense, noone smiles patronisingly at his misunderstanding of the word genocide (slightly less of a mouthful than xenophobia) this man loses university lecturers their jobs, calls bikers to arms and gets weekly television and newspaper slots that frequently{ in my opinion }contravene racial vilification standards. This man is evil gone to bed with evil and given birth to PURE evil. If i was god i would smote him good.