However I turn out, I’m happy I’m choosing the right path. It’s a lot of hassle, harassment, but you have to realize that doing the default is usually the worst way to live your life.
Use the Force, Luke!
Smut magazine from the early 1990s… maybe the early 2000′s? Slayer, Skateboarding and Snowboarding, what more is there in life? From the awesome Rock Paper Scissors Zine Library.

This is how it was for girls who were awesome too except we had XX chromosomes. Unfortunately therewas a total anti Susan Faludi style backlash and women still aren’t allowed to show anger. They end up all messed up, unable to skateboard or do anything meaningful in life and trained to seduce men and manipulate them into becoming their ATM machines.
The the daughters they grow up to be these frustrated housewives losing their looks who pass ridiculous laws against drug use and try to ban skateboarding.
Good parents know that teen girls skateboarding, listening to Slayer and learning how to drink beer and respect boys their own age for their personalities as well as their bodies is the best thing to do.
You’re also the ones who have the bumper stickers that say “My kid is an honour student at the punk rock academy of life” to counter all those obnoxious PTA mom bumper stickers. Keep fighting the good fight…
People without a clue will say that the Misfits are sexist and little girls should listen to brainwashing music instead. However, although Glenn Danzig would admittedly be the boyfriend from hell, he has chicks that kill evil men who walk alone. Man! Even outwardly looking sexist people can be totally having subconscious thoughts to do good things like create heroic women!
Really good punk rock dads and moms also teach their kids that songs about killing people doesn’t mean that they will actually kill people. The real people who are into killing people are the ones into buying guns tend to kill people and so do people who are massively racist and pretending they are populists when they are just mean-spirited jerks.
When Columbine happened the community did not stop to examine its ways of life and instead felt like blaming Marilyn Manson because they were easy targets. You don’t want your kids to be mentally stupid and pick easy scapegoating targets like young poor black men. The Misfits teaches children complex topics of allegory, metaphor and myth.
If the people who initiated the Iraq war had danced around the bonfire with their moms and dads and asked “Mommy, can I go out and Kill Tonight?” then maybe their parents would have realized this is a perfect way to practice the Socratic method.
Little Kid singing: “Mommy! Can I go out and kill tonight?”
“Do you want to feel really bad and be an evil person?”
“Yes!”
“But like, I’m not talking about being this fun person who wears black and burns things, but this truly awful person who screws people over, doesn’t care about human life and turns punk rock into a total high school scene well into their 30s.”
“Huh?”
“Do you want to be a total poseur who doesn’t believe in global warming, wants to run the country as if it were a major corporation (even though there are nice smart people in corporations), and is really into busywork instead of doing work that matters?”
“No way! I don’t wanna be a poseur!”
“Well if you’re into literally going out and killing tonight then you’d be a total poseur. What Danzig was doing was letting his subconscious issues work themselves out. He’s probably a lot nicer and more mild-mannered than he looks and talks. He’d be a really complicated boyfriend though, so those are those guys you want to avoid. They just always get so emotional.”
“Ew! Boys have cooties!”
“They do, they do. But so do girls.”
Years upon years and now trying something new… happy with art, but glad I didn’t become an artist. It wasn’t the right thing for me. You get that feeling in your gut.
But you don’t realize until much later that everything and anything is art, and it’s something you use to tell stories and build in the most unlikely of places. I like dress shirts too, but just because you wear a dress shirt doesn’t mean you sold out. It only means you have a scary dry cleaning bill.
The pieces at the very top are by “8 Ball Saint” by Elle Seven (left) who does work with music and art on L.A.’s Urban Canvas and then Marseille French Comic book homie Clement Baloup.
Ah yeah!
Here’s a moment from my record collection: a DJ cam record from that crazy fun trip to Paris a few years ago. I spent 5 hours in the shop listening to albums because I was addicted to music at the time. Oh wait, I’m still addicted!
Paris is this cosmopolitan, exciting city almost completely unlike most people’s perceptions of it, but it is true that it tends to be cold and impersonal.
Come on… it has the worst tourist infestation problem in the whole world. It’s like a tsunami of tourists 12 months out of the year. It just never stops. And there are a lot of people. You have to keep up your guard!
After five hours the employees finally let their guard down, I made off with the DJ Cam record, and I was imparted with all these nice secret spots in the Paris underground music scene. How else could I as a dumb American tourist end up in secret basements of Senegalese restaraunts in Belleville with secret DJ crews?
I didn’t even realize this until later, but the passes they had given me were worth a lot of money. And I didn’t even ask for stuff. I hate asking small shops for free crap.
So Thank you, record stores of the world! And skate shops! And bookstores!
Sometimes you wonder if some people are still alive. Nostalgia is nice once in a while, but it also makes you forget how lame some of your choices were in men. What sounded so profound and moving back then just comes out in total douchebag dialogue now.
Thank God teenaged girls become middle-aged women.
I’m not even sure if these theoretical weird men, even if they did exist, which they probably didn’t, would have liked Jawbreaker. Who knows?
To all my Los Angeles friends, or rather, the 3 people that actually read my blog… I’m going to be down south for a few days at the delightful L.A. Skate Film Festival.
Let’s hang out, eat all the food that’s possibly eatable (Sawtelle gorging warpath here we come!), raid Out of the Closet for fancy designer gowns for $5, get makeovers from drag queens (Psych), listen to breakcore and death metal and skate!
Please prevent me from:
Whenever I see older zines like this full of a hope and joy I am secretly praying to whichever god is in power at the moment that whoever did that is still seeing things with life. I hope they aren’t dead, broken or bitter. Life is rough and it’s inevitable that we all get cynical as we age. Bad things happen.
But to lose that beautiful moment just because you have more candles on the birthday cake is unfortunate.
Plus it makes me happy to see happy skateboarding people.
You can read City One Skate Zine at Oakland’s Rock Paper Scissors Collective Zine Library. They have a whole bunch of skate zines there going back into the 1980s.
I realize I’ve been hassled a little lately when I skate so I do mention it. However I do NOT want to give the impression that skateboarding is unfriendly towards women. It’s actually a lot cooler.
And remember… Punk’s not dead oh no! And neither are start-ups.