by Jerome du Bois
We failed, utterly and completely, in our argument to keep a cheap and inevitably misanthropic carnival scene out of downtown Phoenix --a vision of humankind which is unkind, stunted, spoiled, self-indulgent, adolescent, and misogynistic. Since then, a couple of creeps who are part of the other side came out to gloat on their victory.
Over on livejournal, a man who calls himself The Klute first criticized us with one sentence, then, when I wrote about his words and scene, came back with a lame screed about Shelley and pseudonyms, then said he was going to drop the subject of me, and then didn't. And when he didn't, he said something about me feeling left out of the big hullaballoo they're setting up down there. Sure. Listen, you wouldn't find us down there even if we wore the necessary biohazard suits. Locals keep making the mistake of thinking we feel left out. No. We left. We're out. We're glad we're out. We do not want to be part of your skanky scene. But your damned right we'll write about it.
They have to think we envy them so they don't have to examine themselves.
The other creep is none other than Steve Gompf, a member of the board of Artlink, the people that brought you the disaster of August First Friday, and who are now belatedly scrambling with meetings and wrestling with unfamiliar city codes. Gompf responds with the levels of imagination and intelligence we have come to expect from that dis-organization:
Thank you so much for your continued support of the downtown arts and particularly for your post plugging Wasteland Circus: The Final Curtain show starts at . . .
We have put you on the guest list and hope you can make it. I just spoke to Jeff Falk and we decided to dedicate the show to all the folks at thetearsofthings.net and especially to you and Catherine for all you have done for the Arts in Phoenix. Keep up the good work.
Thanks again,
Steve Gompf
Typical high-school irony, from a man who must be approaching forty. He's fronting points for Jeff Falk, too, who wisely stays away from us. As for what we've done for the arts in Phoenix, I'll bring up once again The Collective I, a public art project which would expose, among its many wondrous effects and features, how impoverished the credentialed artists would turn out to be, when competing with the general population of the state. That's what they're afraid of, and they should be, since so many of them are imposters.
Gompf adds a kicker to his note:
PS The line about always wrestling with Trent Reznor I found really HOT! And to tell the truth I think I would let him win.
Great, another fruitcake, who doesn't mind exposing a humiliating and self-debasing image of himself to all the readers of this blog who don't share his infantile tendencies.
So here are two champion clowns for you, Phoenix. Laff it up.
Posted by Jerome at August 27, 2005 08:40 AM | TrackBack