September 19th, 2015 - SpazioA
"To a Person Sitting in Darkness (#2 Perimeter’s Walk)"
-I met an artist whose mother had worked at Camp Darby, cutting hair. The military haircuts are very short and need to
be cut often. The artist is very good looking and I imagine his mother as a young attractive woman, touching hundreds,
thousands of bare necks, scalps. Holding the heads in her hands, feeling the cranium. The boys then disappear – fly
away to one of the 600 other military bases the US has around the world.
-‘and what did you do?
and what did your father do?
and what did your father’s brothers do?
and what did your mother’s brothers do?
where are you coming from, exactly?
where are you going, exactly?
and what did you think would happen after the bombing?
what did you think would happen after the president was dragged down the street by the crowd?
and the secretary of state laughed, what did you think was going to happen after that?’
-The 2002 and 2003 Iraq War Protests in the US were often organized by a group called ‘Not In My Name’, and people
held mass produced signs that said ‘Not In My Name!’ So, not Jeremiah. Not my name. Everything else, but not my
name. Everywhere else, but not my name. I imagine going to Baghdad: ‘hey, it was not me,’ I could say.