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wSaturday, September 25, 2004




My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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A Sweet Year

Sins of the congregation
considered once a year
faced honestly and forgotten.
Contrition lacks staying power
in a fallen world.
The only Yom Kippur remembered,
the one when the Arabs stared a war.

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And here's a slightly reworked version of a poem or two --that appears in today's CounterPunch.

On His Reelection

By STEW ALBERT

America imploding
on so many blockages
nobody breaths easy
in the heartland,
even on July 4th
during a great festivity
fever and fear
ringing in our ear.
heroic appetites becoming diminished chords
we used to play
in a city on a hill,
now, even when served a movable feast
during times of national triumph
the food tastes terrible
its wine is bitter
nausea is a national mood.
So is Bush.

America died long before 9/11
on the day commercials
pumping products
were more important than novels
mano a mano
sneakers over Hemingway
citizens were only consumers
they stopped studying history
freedom was shopping and dropping
rootless images of disconnected happiness
your good life
continuous beaming on a suffocating soul
then someone said
Dubya was President
people who believed that purchased joy
was always possible
took him home
with the latest hairstyle.

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Day 280--- Judy and I did the special Al Chet service for Havurah. We do it most years -- the old rituals list old sins -- our job is to present a list of new ones. Stuff like war, sweat shops, the environment and civil liberties. I began the presentation by advising members of the congregation to do their very best not to undergo chemotherapy when George Bush is president. There were big laughs.

We saw Miller's Crossing, a gangster film shot in the early 1930s manner with slow intense dialog and lots of great historically accurate slang. An Irish political boss battles against Italian mobsters to retain control of his criminal empire -- while not be dragged down by a crazy Jewish bookie and his very attractive sister. Best scene is when the boss, with machine guns blazing methodically fights for his life while in the background we hear the greatest version of Oh Danny Boy ever.


posted by stew at 11:04 AM


wFriday, September 24, 2004


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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Judgement Day

Evil without ending.
Must be Leon Jewish Trotsky
giving orders to John Jewish Kerry
again.

Republicans are spinning
the greatest story ever told.
In campaign literature revealing
If the Democrats win,
liberals will suppress, ban and burn the bible.

Rewritten to contemporary New York tastes
Leviticus will require gay marriage, beastiality
and Al Franken.

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Day 279 ----- My dreams seemed better, at least I can't remember them. Being out of breath and anxious a lot of the time -- the Hep C treatment breaks all the rules. Something makes you sick but your nurse says keep doing it. Also it seems I should be getting used to the treatment and feeling better -- that's how I expected the last month or two to go -- but it keeps getting worse, It's cumulative and my last day might well be my worst. It's so strange, I'll wake up one morning and stop taking the medication (in the second week of November) and this hideous empire of sickness will gradually go away.
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L. Kay suggests a new feature for the blog. Needle Coundown. I have seven needles to go before the treatment is over. And after tonight it will six and counting. I'm running very short.

We saw Crossing Delancey. Can an assimilated and beautiful Jewish sophisticate who works in NY's most respected bookstore -- (IB Singer takes her phone calls.) find love and happiness with a handsome, good natured, hand ball playing, ghetto dwelling, pickle dealer? Her grandmother who still lives on the Lower East Side and who arranged their meeting thinks so. An evil but fashionable upper east side poet has other designs. The acting is energetic and always great fun, especially the kindly but tough grandmother, who carries on in the best traditions of the Yiddish comedic theater. The films reminds us, of the once great and forever lost Jewish world of the turn of the 20th Century Lower East Side, when young philosophers, movie makers, song writers, prize fighters, entertainers, gangsters and Communists rubbed crowded shoulders and dreamed.




posted by stew at 9:40 AM


wThursday, September 23, 2004





My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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Members Of the Wedding


Democrats married a lie,
Weapons Of Mass Destruction in Saddam's palaces
of mass depravity
now stuck in a tar pit
of double talk,
they voted for an unnecessary war:
It was a mistake
we would do it again
we can't pull out
abandoning our many victims to self determination
let friendly foreigners solve all our problems.
In the future,
let's have only smart wars, smart bombs and brilliant Presidents.

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Day 278 ----- Judy had a night time Planned Parenthood meeting -- She came home around 9 --I slept a lot in the afternoon and worked in some reading. Dt suggested I try St. John's Wort for my (anxious and angry) crazy moods. I started last night -- my dreams were less angry but still very odd. I seem to be interviewing for a job as editor of a pro-Indian newspaper. I don't really want the job. I'm sort of being drafted, and the even the Indians don't like the paper. If the dream continues, I'll keep you posted.

We watched Meet Joe Black, which is a remake of the famous 1930s Death Takes A Holiday, which was in turn based on a stage production. The Angel Of Death wants to know what it feels like to be human, so he takes over the handsome body of Brad Pitt, who has just died in a car accident. Because of a heart attack, Death is supposed to take the soul of a wealthy but likable media mogul who is approaching his 65th birthday. Instead he strikes a deal. He'll postpone the mogul's death (played by Anthony Hopkins), if the rich man acts as his tour guide through the human condition. Naturally Death falls in love with Hopkin's exquisite daughter and also has to help the good guys by blocking a Rupert Murdoch type takeover of the business. It's a long slow movie, sometimes the dialog is endless, but there is some real magic between Pitt and Hopkins.


posted by stew at 9:34 AM


wWednesday, September 22, 2004


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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The Act

A powerful ventriloquist
performed before a world gathering,
He brought along his favorite new Dummy
Democratic Allawi.
The ventriloquist threw his voice
through his asshole,
the dummy kept saying "fart"
Everyone was humiliated
but Dubya said he was just
having himself a little fun
why don't foreigners have a sense of humor?

Afterwards, even the dummy was angry.
The powerful ventriloquist
promised to give him more lines.
The dummy replied:
Fart! Off with their heads!

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Day 277 -- Weird stuff. Crazed chemo induced dreams of me being and feeling very angry. The Hep C treatment chemicals also induce day time anger but I quickly recognize their source and do a good job of controlling my conscious thoughts and feelings. But when the distortions are part of my dreams what control can I have? I wake exhausted from fake anger. The treatment has invaded my sleep.

We saw a paranoid movie called Shadow Conspiracy. A high level Presidential aide discovers there is a coup plot afoot to murder the liberal President and everyone who has learned of the traitorous scheme. Poor Charlie Sheen, playing the aide, finds out about the plot, and he has to spend most of the film running away from a magnificently cold blooded assassin who dominates the action and acting.


posted by stew at 8:20 AM


wTuesday, September 21, 2004


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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On His Reelection

America imploding
so many blockages
nobody breaths easy
in the heartland
even on July 4th
during a great festivity
fever ringing in our ears
heroic appetites becoming diminished chords
we used to play
in a city on a hill,
even when served a movable feast
during times of national triumph
the food tastes terrible
its wine is bitter
nausea is a national mood.
So is Bush.

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Day 276 --I felt a little better and spent the day reading. Breathing came easier. The Hep C treatment chemicals played me a bit weird in the head but I didn't take them too seriously. Some mainstream TV people are coming here next Monday to interview me for a documentary they are shooting on Abbie Hoffman. Abbie never really left -- did he?

We saw UHF. Weird Al Yankovic takes over an end of the dial TV station that only shows repeats of Mr. Ed and starts producing strange, sometimes slightly funny satires of movie and TV shows and his station becomes number one in the ratings. Michael Richards is great as the slightly demented janitor turned kids show TV host. Naturally a very evil capitalist, a big station rival manager, wants to destroy Al and all his crazy programs, The viewers unite in support of madness. It's best to see this movie when you are a bit feverish.


posted by stew at 8:46 AM


wMonday, September 20, 2004


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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The Mall

America died long before 9/11
on the day commercials
pumping products
were more important than novels
mano a mano
sneakers over Hemingway
citizens were only consumers
they stopped studying history
freedom was shopping and dropping
rootless images of disconnected happiness
your good life
continuous beaming on a suffocating soul
then someone said
Dubya was President
people who believed that purchased joy
was always possible
took him home
with the latest hairstyle.

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Day 275 -- Full blast Hep C treatment side effects struck yesterday with an emphasis on breathlessness, an anemia based symptom. But Judy and I saw a woodpecking Northern Flicker eating ants on a city side walk --he looked like a side walk pecker but he was only hungry.

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We saw The Freshman in which Marlon Brando brilliantly satirizes his Godfather role playing a gangster who seems to be illegally importing endangered species and then inviting the worlds most glamorous and evil citizens to dine on the poor creatures at a million dollars a plate soiree at the Gourmet Club. Don't get your conscience in a knot, it's a comedy and things are not always what they appear to be or not be. Film school and fashionable cinema criticism also come in for some hilarious spoofing.
Best scene is when the legendary Bert (Miss America) Parks entertains the decadent during their special dinner by singing Dylan's "Maggie's Farm." Best line spoken by Brando? "Scam? That is an ugly word. I prefer opportunity."


posted by stew at 8:56 AM


wSunday, September 19, 2004


My central website is http://hometown.aol.com/stewa/stew.htmlFor information on Stew Albert's new book --"Who The Hell Is Stew Albert?" go to http://www.redhen.org/stewalbert.htm or Amazon.com. If you want a signed copy get in touch with me at stewa@aol.com
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Stand By Your Man

9/11 driving women
into Bush's ice cold embrace
promises he will be protecting their children.
Getting off on tough guy swagger
by cowboy afraid of horses.
A militaristic draft dodging mama's boy,
Dubya knows some women enjoy
being lied to.


Ketubah

Yippies proclaim marriage is sacred institution
involving exclusively:
1 Man
1 Woman
1 Sheep
Oregon Constitution must be amended accordingly.

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Day 274 -- Feel terrible, full force of Friday night Hep C treatment needle taking charge of my body. Just a day I'll have to ignore, maybe sleep for 24 hours. Just another day for being tough.


Saw Hero, a Chinese martial sword fighting film set at the birth of China. One brutal emperor is trying to forcibly unite the country and some of his victims are plotting to kill him. There's is good and evil on both sides and both sides have a crucial historical role to play out. The brutal sword and beautiful calligraphy are counterposed, each will act out its part in creating a new China. Because of its spectacular camera work (enjoy the Chinese desert and the flying sword fighters) and sophisticated plotting, this is the kind of Asian film that makes you think western imagination is dead. True, it borrows some from spaghetti westerns, but only as a cover for Taoist magic and dialectical philosophy.


posted by stew at 10:13 AM