Saturday afternoon. I took the Q train up to 57th Street, got out and walked down to Broadway and 50th, where I'd read that the Occupy Broadway action was taking place. Approaching, I saw a modest sized group of people on a concrete plaza set back from the street. … [Read more...]

Yesterday, Emily sent me the most wonderful end-of-semester gift a teacher could possibly hope for, Dodie Bellamy's (in)famous Cunt-Ups (Tender Buttons, 2001), portions of which I once skimmed in a book exhibit years ago, after which I often suggested it to … [Read more...]

Yesterday, while police in L.A. and Philadelphia were getting ready to solve their respective ruling classes' Occupy problems in a definitive manner, I was in Zuccotti Park holding an umbrella up against the chilly rain and shouting André Breton poems into the … [Read more...]

Late on Monday afternoon, Nancy and I arrived at the CUNY demo outside Baruch College's "Vertical Campus" (an ugly building resembling a smushed pyramid or a sci fi incubator for a futuristic plague) and eagerly joined the first rebellious crowd we saw. Soon we … [Read more...]

Friends report:G. tells me that his son, 18 years old and active in OWS, has witnessed a lot of the police violence that doesn't necessarily make it to YouTube. He was in the streets of the financial district for the action on the morning of November 17th, and said … [Read more...]