corporeal, hell yes

If im not superman
Im fearless
If not the cyclone
Im the agile stem
In the face of terror
And defeat
I meet my fate with
an expectant face
and for all that
Im a tourist
I buy a necklace
A hat, a scarf
And you think
I am in love
But I am


Now that we know or are sure we don’t care whats eating gilbert grape I wondered seeing certain film whether there is casuistry and stoic tonic for pornstars. So, what makes the pornstar swallow? I was wondering if there isn’t charitable counsel and moral support amongst pornographic actors. For the content of films, and the social context in which we must view them, is strongly suggestive of an element of dark pathos and but for the irrepressible spirit it would be hard to believe that pornography is only partially as dehumanizing as it looks. But insofar as sex is control I can claim that all control is dirty. Or imagine the cheek of one 60+ man, with two dawdling khaki-clads having the temerity to tell us off ju premises. Their ju? But mine too. At least the field, I thought I could always safely think. But no. Much as it troubles my conscience that perhaps I was part of the recklessness that invoked this retribution, I am no less traumatized by this sudden loss of paradise. For paradise is of course not what or where I think it is, obviously; it is for all time to come a patch of earth one calls own and the way to the future, is, has been, the complete democratization of that territory that finally we may own without owning, enjoy without endowing. Still, even if the cause being served was a just one, there was a distinct us and them feel to the entire unceremonious eviction episode made more galling by 4-no. gate’s guardian’s sneer about us having wrapped up rather prematurely for the evening. hmmph.

+3 — you gentlemen from jadavpur?
Gang — none o’ us from ju.
+3 — then you shall have to pack up this moment, and leave.
Gang — why (an enfeebled plea)
+3 — because y’all aren’t from jadavpur and this field is for jadavpur students.
Gang — fields for playing. No?

+3 have moved on and because this certain group had a solitary university flagbearer they survived dismissal but were moping in some kind of limbo as we conducted our weary, our system beaten, our poor, our huddled masses yearning to breathe free outside the uni premises with the decorum of fatalists, cynics and philosophers upon children’s future. It’s an to each his own world.