Before 'Pol what happened? When Humans Evolve beyond
Life.
Politics what replaces it?
LIFE!
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by Joe B. It’s Wednesday, February, 19, 2003 usually, supposedly my seemingly one day off getting away from POOR Magazine’s constant Political stuff. Not today, later day history is being made but all I’m thinking about is Yoga, and later the same night Latin Ameri-Folk Dancing which are at turns the Merengue, Salsa, and (yes, may have spelled the first dance wrong) So far I’ve stuck with both classes Yoga being the easier of the two, the instructor and students know me as the guy most likely to drive the instructor crazy but I taking her words to heart "To take whatever positives learned in the class and build on them." With the launching of POOR’s Book Release Party and precious little time I and others scurry about handing out flyers ads to people, organizations, and S.R.O.[single Residency/Room Occupancy] Hotels Spreading the word as wide as we can. Me, with two both classes on the same days at different hours the last thing on my mind is practicing the skid ‘uh-play on ‘houzin, first on this day of all days I had other plans which already have been back-burned enough My my, all this on the same day plus my brother and sister in-law are at mama’s place. I won’t be able to leave to see them before their gone again and they may not be able to be at the event makes real cool on the idea of performing this skit ‘uh play, I’m ‘kinda not ‘feelin it now. Again a missed opportunity to visit KPOO radio station in the city, glad I had two and a half hours of sleep before going to a potentially historic "Ammiano For Mayor Kick Off Party" later on the same night. If it wasn’t for a good friends invite I would not have known about it. In San Francisco’s Plummer’s Hall on1621 Market Street. And to think in a not to lucid state Mr. Ammiano called Ms. Alex C. I answer and blearily call the man Tom, as soon as it came out of my I knew that was bad but its to late he probably thinks I’m an idiot; oh well at least its no worse than that. Got to practice saying "The Honorable Mayor Mr. Tom Ammiano. The food was good chicken on long, thin, sharp, wooden sticks, and plates, alcohol and non alcoholic beverages. By 6:07 or 10 pm. Mr. Ammiano Arrived. Supe. Mc Goldrick first spoke about Amminano then Mr. Ron Dicks, Transplanted New Yorker spoke about a great ball player hounded out of baseball when he contracted HIV[Human Immuno- deficiency Virus] Times ‘tickin by 6:41 I knew if I stayed any longer I wouldn’t be able to get home, do last minute, sprucing up, brushing teeth before taking Bart to City College. I left with the positive mutual buzz around this political bash. Though I’m not political I do who ever is the best candidate wins and that’s as far as it goes. All the rest of I have no time to deal with. My friend on the other hand eats up this stuff, loves it, cannot fault my buddy for it but to me its just to much stuff to always be looking up-at statistics, voting districts, facts, figures, and all the other stuff that goes on forever. Its not that compelling or exciting for me as it is for my friend who eats, sleeps, dreams, the stuff daily making a career. All the best but leave it at the job no long 'convo about it to me like "Billy Joel sings "I don't want to work that hard." Its exactly why I do few news item because the story never ends there's always a backstory, review, quotes, it really never ends. So I write colums beginning, middle and end or section them in parts but eventually there's an end to them. How did politics evolve? It probably began as the first chieftains, queens, kings, monarchs, princes, and leaders so much land and people they needed help with her/his fief, queen/kingdom(s), lands and advisers helped them to decide how to be leaders, draft, and enforce laws then it became a permanent fixture of leadership to have qualified advisers and eventually politics came to be. I don’t trust the two party system its like a closed game and though it’s the only game in town. One can get away from the town altogether and get along without all the excess crud getting dragged with it. The personal is political but I’m A political will stay that way because my goal is way beyond elections every two to four years but is about the very essence of life itself and there are times all that goes beyond mere politics because without life itself politics is a game of tactics, advantage, popularity, and parties. That’s another pet peeve, not enough political parties for the populace to chose from. The Two party system is broken and folks should have more choices than picking form plan A or Plan B we need a mixing all the alphabets and numbers. I made it to the dance club early and forgot about the historic ‘Pol bash. My main goal is learning to dance better, meeting lovely women, dating regular maybe in my journeys finding my soul mate and living a slower, healthier life span. Bye Folks. Please send donations to For Joe only my snail mail: Email: askjoe@poormagazine.org |