I took over one thousand photos of my TV during the ongoing television coverage of the theft of the 2000 election. Photos of chads, brooksbrother riots, Florida Supreme Court Justices and dry erase boards. Lexapro would have probably helped more, but hindsight is 20/20.
Sometime around the inauguration of the dry drunk, when I regained feeling in my ass I had been sitting on for weeks, I began to
notice that there was not the slightest hint of outrage expressed in or by the media. To read any paper or watch any TV was to
believe there was no discontent amongst the public, nor shock amongst legal
Personally, I was getting angrier that the dissent I knew existed had been muted and was convinced that it would lead to some type of explosive blowback. At the very least I was worried I'd kick my tv in.
So, in hopes of pre-empting a bloody leg, I decided to write a script based on a character I had been performing at stand up shows.
Arthur, Joe Lieberman's fuck-up of a son, is installed in a New York City Co-op so he will shut up about the 2000 election and his loss of an opportunity to use the White House tennis facilities. After a failed attempt at running for the executive board of his building, Arthur decides to lead an intellectual salon based on a back of the book reading of the Situationist International. There, Arthur is slowly inculcated to commit a terrorist attack by some radical, violent, Jewish fundamentalist postal workers .
The movie starts and finishes with Arthur on the roof of his
Needless to say, the idea of religious zealots blowing up a building in
I've finally finished the film. Meanwhile, that muting of dissent did lead to an explosion of sorts. It was the 2000 election and the coincidence of technology that began to drive people to question the conventional wisdom in some type of organized and audible way. Blogs, or some approximation of them, began to pop up around this time and have led to a parallel and ever increasingly influential media narrative, one which is not "gate kept" by the corporate establishment. Screening this film at Netroots Nation in the final year of this travesty known as the Bush Administration closes the circle for me a bit -- which is a nice consolation after seven years. Too bad this country is so fucked! Though, people tell me DVD's are a good hedge against inflation! Here's a clip where Arthur is campaigning to become President of his intellectual salon with the hopes that his new title will get him on the Charlie Rose Show... and more clips here