BLUE COUP D’ETAT

Suitman Invasion
Hong Kong
November 2005
suitman.org
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Music - lotrane, mogwai, brianjonestown massacre, yo la tengo, coco rosie, (smog)

outsidehk

The leaves fall slowly into the creek passing through waning shafts of light whisking across the rapids that cloth the jutting rocks.

Some Oscar Wilde:
“…punctuality is the thief of time.”
“Nowadays people know the price of everything, and the value of nothing.”
“Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious; both are disappointed.”
“When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one’s self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.”

Hong Kong, beer on a boat with Young Kim and friends, a speedboat chased us down and delivered more beer when we ran out, bar-b-q on an island outside of the city, secluded lights at night, and the return to the heart of the city. Young is the man, check out his Suitman site suitman.org, he had an art show out in Hong Kong that I had the pleasure and privledge to attend. More footage of that later.

Music - Oracle Says Wander by Sufjan Stevens

outsidehk

“Here’s to sugar on the strawberries.”
- Burt Lancaster as Ned Merrill in the Swimmer.
“My lost kingdom!”
- Jack Palance as Jeremy Prokosch in Le Mepris (Contempt)

A wild happiness, strange and somewhat unwarranted - Why now and not yesterday or the day before or even earlier this afternoon? Can’t be ecstatic all the time or you become scattered, can’t do anything too much or you become scattered - a good rule of thumb. Need constant change but with a positive bent. Watch the bitching, watch for the users, be up front and unambiguous (decide these things ahead of time and stick with them) don’t withhold help, just think about who you’re giving it to and why. Do things for yourself, everyone else is not depending on you nor should they, ”in order to be effective you must be selective” - be a good man, don’t worry too much about what others think, be your good man not their’s. Don’t be afraid to give, the water runs in a strong current when you do and dries up when you don’t.

A pit bull has been tied to a fence and left there for about a week now. The poor girl barks at anyone who passes by, barks in fear. The resident bum of my street, a vaguely Hispanic man with a beard and a drinking problem, told me that she was his dog and rather defensively added that she eats well and he treats her much better than the others. Every time I walk by this dog I feel as though I’m betraying her, I rebel against the filth and suspicion of the neighborhood, the cruel children with their bird calls and the thugs shouting, drinking, and playing dominos. They hate this dog that barks in fear, they want her to shut up, to go away, to disappear. They throw shit at her, provoke her, slap her. She was gone for a couple hours today and her corner was soaked with water or blood. I want to help this animal, I went outside at four in the morning and sat with her, she growled and barked and when I did nothing she quieted down and watched me suspiciously. I moved closer and then someone passed by and she started barking again. Finally the bum appeared and quieted her down, told me she’d probably bite me. I figured that pit bull was the only real friend that guy had and I forgave him and didn’t have the heart to tell him that it was terrible to chain this magnificent animal to a fence all day and feed her rice and beans. Leaving her at the mercy of children and drunks, the city dirt . . .

The train was being held when I arrived breathlessly. A woman hastily vacated her seat so I sat down thinking, “What luck” until I realized that I was sitting across from the reason they were holding up the train: a deranged looking man who would suddenly shout, “Stay the fuck away from me!” or “Leave me alone, just leave me alone god dammit!” Of course no one was within two seats of him and I was under the impression that this was rather tame behavior compared to earlier antics. At any rate he had really pissed off the guy sitting to his left who suddenly said, “You better chill the fuck out”. The conductor was so pissed off that, in the midst of telling the guy that we weren’t leaving until he exited the train, he threatened to kick his ass. He was a macho Hispanic guy and he said, “If you keep yelling at everybody, I’m gonna kick your ass”, which just caused the man to fume and curse even more, waving his arms through the thick air of the summer subway car and shouting, “Get this shit going!” After a few more minutes of this the conductor came out again and told him that we were just waiting for the police to arrive and “escort you off the train” to which the man shook his head in dismay and for a moment I thought he would change his tune but he looked up and said, “Why don’t you suck my ass?” before huffing off the train in the fumes of his own anger, choking with rage and hurling his anger upon the empty subway platform. The conductor watched him leave with satisfaction and with every taunt and insult that the man threw at him the conductor responded, “Yeah you say that as you leave. Real tough guy. If I wasn’t working I’d whip your ass.”