[Kzyxtalk] Ragpicker's dream.

[Marco McClean]

Subject: Ragpicker's dream.

/"Me and my associates like the clientele here."/

Speaking of here, here's the recording of Xmas Eve 2021's Memo of the 
Air: Good Night Radio show on KNYO-LP Fort Bragg (CA):
https://tinyurl.com/KNYO-MOTA-0468

A nice show. Much Xmastime material, including the traditional holiday 
music: A Christmas Dirge by Nellie (Pixie) McKay (say muh-KAI), Bob 
Gibson's Box of Candy and a Piece of Fruit, about his experience of 
/almost/ a Christmas in jail in the Frozen North. All I Want Is Peace On 
Earth, selected cuts from The H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society's album 
A Very Scary Solstice, etc. –in fact, everything /but/ The Man Who Slits 
the Turkeys' Throats at Christmas and Mom and Daddy Please Don't Steal 
For Us This Christmas. Just a shitload of elves: Terrence McKenna's 
standup riff on Hebraic-rune-vomiting, 
visible-geometric-language-generating DMT machine elves runs into David 
Sedaris' drolly edgy experience of actually /being/ a department store 
elf in the service of commercial Santa, including department-store-elf 
boot camp, and a list of his transgressions in the field that brought 
parents to say to him, "I'm gonna get you fired!" (One woman asked him 
which was the line for the women's bathroom and he, in his Crumpet the 
Elf red tights and kelly-green weskit, said, "I think it's the one with 
all the women in it.") In every show there one thing that makes me grit 
my teeth, looking back on it; this time it's when I read a story by 
Mustang Mark LVIII and I said (and didn't immediately catch) "Mustang 
Mark the 53rd." I don't care at all that vegans think I'm ignorant for 
saying it /vej-un/ not /veeG'n/; I deliberately prefer /vej-un/, like I 
prefer /guh-LAH/ and /KEE-loh-mee-ter/ and /ree-NAY-sunss/, but the 
thought of someone out in the great dark smirking at my faux pas of 
Roman numerals (sprawled in her cigaret-ashed bathrobe, shouting at the 
Philco, "LVIII is 58 not 53, you /dumbshit/!") will stay with me for the 
rest of my life. Why do I care what some imaginary hideous witch who 
smokes cigarets thinks, when I don't care that it's supposed to be 
/cigarettes/? To quote Robert Frost: I don't know. Um, let's see, I 
should mention also San Francisco Mime Troupe's elegantly contemporized 
Dickens' A Red Carol. And that's not all;  there's the rest of the 
usual: science, art, magic, lots of poetry, mostly by locals... It's a 
whole frikking eight-hour extravaganzola of wonder and delight and 
pathos and mortification and tingly fear and ah-HAH moments and glorious 
confusion, just like every week, but unlike every other MOTA show of the 
year, this one ends, as always for Xmas, with William S. Burroughs 
reading The Junky's Christmas, about the lowest of the low who gives up 
what he wants most in all the world so a stranger in pain can have a 
little peace. So shines a good deed in a weary world. Go forth and do 
likewise. Teach by example, not by hectoring people. Anybody can make a 
mistake.

Email me your writing on any subject and I'll read it on the radio this 
coming Friday night. If it's more than plain text, please provide a link 
to the media you want me to see or hear, rather than attach it.

FURTHERMORE, at https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com you'll find a fresh 
batch of dozens of links to not necessarily radio-useful but nonetheless 
worthwhile items I set aside for you while gathering that show together. 
Such as, for instance:

12 Days of Xmas gets more and more modern until it baffles even the cute 
little dog.
https://theawesomer.com/12-days-of-christmas-gets-more-and-more-modern/651545/

Pasha and Aliona! (via Everlasting Blort)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SxS3NDACZmQ

Sigmund Freud's suicide niece's rabbit dreams. (also via Everlasting Blort)
http://50watts.com/The-Rabbit-Dreams-of-Dr-Freud-s-Niece

And a theatrical encounter with actual cannibal Shia LeBeouf.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o0u4M6vppCI


-- 
Marco McClean, memo at mcn.org
https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com