The wages are lost. Are we in Las Vegas? I’m not sure. Have I ever left the town? Was I not born here? Or was it reborn? This town IS the future of America. The lights, the hope, the risk, the wealth working its way up the ladder of success. I want to live here. I want to make love to this town. To sink into its real reality. To BE this town. This town is the most real in America, it has fake pyramids, fake canyons, fake pirate battles, and a fake New York City, and it is the most real town in the country. You’re a sucker and everyone knows it. The town is full of them, built on their backs, and they line up for more. Begging endlessly “more, more, MORE!”
Las Vegas, surrounded by desert. Surrounded by dry, cracked, empty faces of years of hard labor and scratching in the dust. The locals, the real locals who are unseen and unwanted, the locals are natives. Natives. Natives I tell you! Natives whose European forbearers beat, slaughtered, and destroyed the previous incantation of themselves. Natives who now get by on the dole, and on the dodge. These natives are unwanted, like all of them. These natives wear their identity, in their creased faces and in their cirrhosed livers. They wend their way through the streets not existing in anyone’s American self. Their Las Vegas selves see the Dalit and in a conflict with their America adjust just so. “That one looks odd, sketchy.”
Chet Cooper
2 comments:
There was an old Sci Fi story, about a 24 hour earth, non stop, long before the 15 minutes of fame, where fortunes were lost, made and relost in the span of an evening that wound thoughtlessly into day, a continuous clock with no snooze button.
The carnical barker, selling women for whatever purpose, including shooting, and as the barker said "hell, you can shoot me if you'd like, I don't know if you're into that sort of stuff."
Las Vegas. But I'd choose NY City. Compared to NY, Las Vegas has all the thrills of a McDonalds Play area. Everything is padded in Las Vegas.
While you may not support him politically, Bush has confidently and with great fanfare paraded the "Christian" banner in front of his administration. "All hail the misbegotten mascot of Christendom". Like it or not, he is yours.
Very soon it will be time to cleanup the messes being made by this administration and we'll all get to watch the Republican party and Christian organizations everywhere rushing to distance themselves from these moral crusaders. So I suggest you prepare yourself for even more defensiveness and even an indiscriminate backlash against the sanctimonious dogma which you, George Bush, and droves of other pious individuals like to exploit.
One more thing - is boxing really a part of a Christian lifestyle?
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