American Blackout
Joseph A. W. Quintela


I. America
(Excerpted from America by Allen Ginsberg)

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can’t stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb
I don’t feel good don’t bother me.
I won’t write my poem till I’m in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million
Trotskyites?

America why are your libraries full
of
tears?
America when will you send
your eggs to India?
I’m sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy
what I need with
my good looks?
America after all it is you and
Iwho are perfect
not the next
world.
Your
machine ry is too much for
You made me want
to be a saint.
There must be some other way to
settle this
argument.
Burroughs is in Tangiers
Idon’t
think he’ll come
back it’s sinister.
Are you being sinister or
is this some form of practical
joke?

I’m try
ing to
come to the point
refuse
to give up my obsession.
America stop
pushing I know what I’m doing.

America the plum blossoms are falling.
I haven’t read the newspapers
for months, everyday somebody goes on
trial
for
murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when
I was a kid
and I’m not
sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance
I get.
I sit in my house for days on end and
stare at the roses in the
closet.

When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never
get laid.
My mind is made up there’s going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
My psychoanalyst thinks
I’m perfectly right.
I won’t say the Lord.‘s Prayer.
America I havexx you
did to Uncle Max after he came over
from Russia.

I’m addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I’m obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I
slink past the
corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the
Berkeley Public Library.

It’s always telling me about responsibility
.Businessmen are serious. Movie
producers are serious
.Everybody’s serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
xxxtalk
ing to myself again.
Asia is rising against me.
I haven’t got a chinaman’s chancebetter
consider my national resource
s.
My millions of genitals
an unpublishable private litehour and
twentyfivethousand mental
institutions.
I say nothing
about my my flowerpots under the
light of five hundred suns.
I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the
next to go.

My ambition is to be President
America how can I write a holy?
I automobiles more so they’re all different sexes
America I will
America free Tom Mooney
America save the Spanish Loyalists
AmericaSacco & Vanzetti must not die
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America whenI
meetings they
sold us garbanzos a handful per
ticket a ticket costs a nickel
and the
speeches were free
everybodywas angelic
and workers it was all so sincere
you have no idea what a good
thing the party

was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand
old man a real mensch Mother

Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel
Amter plain.
Everybodymust
have

America it’s them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia’s power mad. She
wants to take
our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader’s
Digest. her wants our
auto plants in Siberia. Him big
bureaucracy running our
filling
stations.
That no good. Ugh.
Hah. Her. Help.
America this isquite serious.
America this is the impression I get
America is this correct?
I’d better get right down to the job.
It’s true I don’t want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts
factories, I’m nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I’m putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.



II. MURDER OF CIV IN — VILLAGE
(ZONE ); — CIV K…

(from Wikileaks, Iraq Warlogs)

AT 0945C, IN — VILLAGE ZONE —
IVO , — MP REPORTS IP HAVE FOUND — X LN
DEAD BODY
) — MP CO, —-
280945COCT06
) 3 — IP STATION
) —
MALE, UNKNOWN NAME,
APPROX —-
YEARS OLD.
—) APPROX E— WITH BLACK HAIR, WEARING TRADITIONAL — CLOTHING.
—)
UNKNOWN
—) THE VICTIM WAS SHOT ONCE IN THE — AND ONCE IN THE CHEST .
THE BODY WAS FOUND IN .
—)
HANDS WERE TIED
BEHIND HIS BACK
—) NONE
SUMMARY:
— X MURDER
— X LN KIA
— X DMG

CLOSED


III. DEAD BODIES FOUND IN — PAK (ZONE SP): — CIV…
(from Wikileaks, Iraq Warlogs)

ATFOUND
–xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBODIES
INxxxxxxxxxxxxMALE BODIES
, -FEMALE BODIES
-xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCHILD
WxxBODIES
HAD THEIR HANDS BOUND
, BLINDFOLDED, AND SHOT

IV. (CRIMINAL EVENT) MURDER(Small
Arms) RPT BY -

(from Wikileaks, Iraq Warlogs)

UNIT: – —
EVENT TYPE: MURDER

WHO:A/- :—
STREET:
SECT OF VICTIM: UNK
SECT OF NEIGHBORHOOD VICTIM FOUND IN:
VICTIM SHOWS SIGNS OF TORTURE: UNK
TIMELINE: : —
REPORTS THAT A
LN TIP WAS INVESTIGATED ABOUT AN — VIC — OF AN IP
CAPTAIN AND HIS —. UPON INVESTIGATION OF THE HOUSE A/—- FOUND
BLOOD AND BRAIN
MATTER ON THE —.
NO BODIES
WERE FOUND AT THE HOUSE. A/—- IS CONDUCTING SSE
OF
THE HOUSE AT THIS TIME : — REPORTS SPEAKING WITH —- ABOUT — x
BODIES FOUND AT
APPROX —. AND TAKEN BY — BEFORE THEY ARRIVED
ON SITE, ONE OF THE BODIES THETHE
MISSING IP BODIES ARE
BELIEVED TO BE THE MURDERED
INDIVIDUALS.
SUMMARY:
— X MURDER
— X DEAD LN (FEMALE)
— X DEAD IP (MALE)
CLOSED


V. Remarks by the President
(Excerpted for speech given March 1 2003 by George W. Bush)

Admiral Kelly, Captain Card, officers
and sailors of the USS Abraham Lincoln, my fellow

Americans: Major combat
oended.
In the Battle of Iraq, the United States
andprevailed.
country.
In thisbattle,
we have fought for the cause of liberty,
willingness to face danger for
your country and for each other — made this day possible. Because of
you,
our nation is more
secure. Because of you,
the tyrant
OFreedom was
dnot
exseen
before.. From distant bases or ships at sea, we
sent planes and
missiles that
could
destroy an enemy
division
, or strike a single
bunker. Marines and
soldiers charged to Baghdad across 350 miles of hostile
ground
, in one of the
swiftexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxadvance
sxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxof
hxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx arms
i. You have shown the world the skillxxxxxxxxxxxxxx



Joseph A. W. Quintela wrote this bio between the lines of Virginia Woolf’s Orlando with the hope he’d be transformed. He wasn’t. There’s just no magic left in the world. So he began to search. One night he closed his eyes and flung himself to sky and didn’t open them again until his feet sank into alien soil. The first world was rocky. Barren. He left. The second was made from the tears of his father, shed alone in the night and spun into a planet. He took a breath. Dove into the briny water. Became a golden fish. Find Joseph here.