Thursday, February 09, 2012

Getting High at Fountainhead Rock

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Getting High at Fountainhead Rock, Santa Fe NM.

Fountainhead Rock is a fountain in Santa Fe, NM attached to a parking lot on the corner of Water and Don Gaspar streets.  The fountain cost the City $50,000.00 and was built by Tomas Lipps, stone mason. The area around the fountain is call "Fountainhead Rock Place" and because of neglect by the City "The Rock" (as the dope dealers call it) has become blighted and dangerous. 

The Rock has become a receptacle for cigarette butts, filthy water, old food and during a recent cleaning that I volunteered to do, I found a drug needle.  Public drinking and smoking pot is common everyday. The drugs being sold are not just herb but coke, crack and heroine as well.


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 You looking at me? You looking at me?

The other day, I witnessed a dealer passing a 'bindle' (a small folded homemade envelope) to a college age guy. After a short conversation I made my point.
"If I can see you THEY can see you."
But then again, why the fuck should I care if THEY don't care? I watched the a Parking Division municipal parking lot worker chat with, who knows,  friend or stranger for what seemed like a half hour.  I videoed 3 1/2 minutes until I filled the card in my camera and I got bored.

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 Santa Fe City Worker.

Obviously not all the people hanging around  Fountainhead Rock are drug dealers or users.  Some of the younger kids who I call "Rock Rats" formerly 'Plaza Rats' are nice people, stoned or not. Sam (pictured middle bellow) volunteer to help me clean out the fountain. He helped pull old slimy bean pods dropped from the tree above into the stagnant water. I had to tell him not to put his hands in the water because of the dangerous germ level.

Vince, Sam, and a Bro.





















Monday, January 23, 2012

American Education










Peter Pond

Republican

After 50 years of being a Democrat and a political activist I am now a Republican and believe as the Jehovah Witnesses do ... that is, people should not vote. Worry about the Government of God not the Government of Man.

Your vote doesn't matter in fact it just encourages power and authority of rulers who don't care what you think.  The people of this Country and culture will never change it.

The citizens and those living here are so controlled that it renders we humans incapable of stopping the  mass collective evil. We still think that we are the heros of the world for stopping the Nazis or the Commies or the Muslims when in reality we are the pigs  ... a little more equal than other people. 

Face Book and the internet are the new junk heroine of the people.  Media, smart phones, social networking, and a sick obsession with politics will prove to be the our downfall. 

We are told to cheer for the murder people in Libya, children Gaza and Iraq and anywhere else where our greed takes us. Although I would never take part in violence, I will never condemn violence against this country because of our murderous nature. 



Sunday, November 27, 2011

Buzzy_Taxes

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Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Jack and Arlene at Steve and Ellen's Wedding






Saturday, November 19, 2011

Andrea

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Friday, November 18, 2011

Hand Pies





Thursday, November 17, 2011

Faire

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I was talking to a fellow time traveler friend of mine, Rachel Rubin about the Renaissance Pleasure Faire.
I was describing Teske, Self Proclaimed Idiot Savant and Star Map Maker. Teske knew that all memories resided in some place or thing, That someplace was "Media." Teske also knew the names of every visible star to the naked eye. Being a "Trekkie" like myself, Teske knew time travel was forward as well as backward ... maybe at the same time.






I collaborated with Teske on "The World's Largest Marbleized Planetized Star Map"


The thing about living at the Living History Center (Faire site) was that "here and now" of it all was the farthest thing from time travel.  I mean, the interactions were real life like when someone bit off Lumpy's ear in a drunk fight. Or when during the Faire, in character, I was forced to buy 20 staff members (guards) mead for passing out a seditious flier or for being a loud mouth at the fencing booth.

Thing like marbling, fencing, backgammon ('tables') and of course food were both the 'flavor' of the faire as well as circuit to take traveling time.