John Ross in VT: Author/Human Shield] (

[I'm in a different hemisphere, so let me know how this goes. /a]

 John Ross in VT: Author/Human Shield AN EVENT OF ABSURD CLARITY - NOT TO
BE MISSED - (Really!)  Thursday, September 16 7 pm - 9 pm
 AUTHOR/ACTIVIST JOHN ROSS TO SPEAK
  Author John Ross discusses his experiences as a journalist in Chiapas
(Mexico) and Palestine and as a human shield in Baghdad, Iraq.  His
newest work, MURDERED BY CAPITALISM - A MEMOIR OF 150 YEARS OF LIFE
& DEATH ON THE U.S. LEFT, has just been released.
 427 Waterman University of Vermont Burlington, VT (corner of College
Street and So. Prospect St.)  This event is free and open to the public.
 Contact Global Justice Ecology Project (802) 482-2689 Co-sponsors to be
announced

 Here is an excerpt from Ross dated today (September 8)--

 On The Road in Gringolandia
Blindman's Buff #39
  The Politics of Darkness North/South - 1
 NEW YORK, NEW YORK  - ...  In the spotlight, a smugly chortling Bush
lip-synched doom to 20,000 beardless Caucasian conventioneers. "This
will not happen on my watch" the President pandered from the podium
while the Twin Towers crumbled on the big screen behind him, apparently
so brain-damaged that he did not remember that it had already happened.
The Caucasians zeig heiled appropriately. "Four more years!"
they regurgitated.  "Four more wars!" I screamed hoarsely and
my colleagues in the press corps backed off to avoid contamination by my
alarming lack of journalistic objectivity.  An agitated gnome in an
elephant's head hat two rows in front of me who had been haranguing the
sky boxes where Al Frankin and Michael Moore were quarantined to prevent
a public lynching, lunged at me menacingly when I refused to stand up and
cheer the bilious Bush.
  ...Bushwa pumped up the paranoia as the lynch mob swooned in the aisles.
 Although the President often mumbles in a patois only his fellow Texans
can decipher, his intentions were crystal clear.  Filling the hearts and
minds of the American electorate with fear and loathing is his most
ballistic missile, and the malignant exploitation of national tragedy
his hole card in the battle to retain the White House.
 I longed for an overripe tomato to toss at this dangerous bozo strutting
around down below on the circular stage but the sentries at the Garden
gates, perhaps remembering an earlier Eden, had proscribed all round
fruit from being carried onto the premises.

 The craven spectacle that profaned the hallowed home court of the Knicks
and countless classic championship slugfests, was my first stop on a
campaign trail I will cover for the next months as I wend my way across
the country from right coast to left, reminding my fellow Americans of
their true his and herstory as depicted in my latest instant cult
classic, "Murdered By Capitalism", a personal memoir of life
and death on the U.S. Left.
  Indeed, I had just touched down at LaGuardia en route from tropical
Chiapas where I had been celebrating the first anniversary of the
Zapatista "caracoles" (political/cultural centers) and the
"Juntas de Buen Gobierno" (JBGs or Good Government
Commissions) that now administer the five autonomous regions and 29
autonomous municipalities in the highlands and jungle of Mexico's
southernmost state.  The anniversary week had been filled with many
cumbia dances and basketball tournaments and earnest evaluations of the
JBG's first year of work.  They still made a lot of mistakes, the
members of the Juntas confessed but 50 rebel schools had been built in
the autonomous zones in recent seasons and they were learning each day
how to apply the Zapatista ethos of "mandar obedeciendo" or
"governing by obeying the will of the people", a concept so
foreign to Bushite brains that the rebels might as well be discoursing
in Martian.  Above all, the Zapatistas spoke from their hearts, an organ
which Bush and his boys, despite their claims of "compassionate
conservatism", have never been able to locate.  The contrast
between the toxic megalomania at the Garden and the unselfish, heroic
resistance of the Indians was as stark as a sudden plunge into Dante's
Inferno.
 Contact Global Justice Ecology Project  if you want the full text of
John's eloquent rantings.  *********************************      John
Ross is on the road in Gringolandia hawking his latest literary
"Murdered By Capitalism - A Memoir of 150 Years of Life & Death
on the U.S. Left" from right coast to left. These dispatches will
continue to be issued at ten-day intervals before he returns to Mexico
City in early December. *********************************  Global Justice
Ecology Project
 P.O. Box  412 Hinesburg, VT  05461 +1-802-482-2689 ph/fax
http://www.globaljusticeecology.org  "In a time of universal deceit,
telling the truth is a revolutionary act." --George Orwell


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