In Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac writes
about the reading at the Six Gallery where Allen Ginsberg first read "Howl."
He called Kenneth Rexroth Rheinhold Cacoethes.
Michael Schumacher writes,
in Dharma Lion,
Taking notice of the mixture of mixture of literary and political interests represented by those in attendance as well as by those on-stage, Rexroth compared the climate of San Francisco to that of Barcelona at the time of the Spanish anarchists, where culture survived despite an oppressive national political environment.
I called a character Cacoethes Scribendi once.
I don't know if the
reading at the Medusa Lounge will be historic or not.
But I know that TWO
ZINE FESTS AND A HOOTENANNY will be an insider's account.
* * *
Q: Do you think a literary movement, The Bushed Generation, will coalesce
around the reading at the Medusa Lounge, and you will be its theorist, and spokesman?
A: No.
Or, I hope not.
Man, I'm bushed.
All I want
to do is write.
Not lead a movement.
I don't even want to belong
to a movement.
Any movement that would have me, I don't want to join.
But I do plan to read a squib about Bush fucking a pretzel. In an act of auto-erotic
asphyxiation (AEA) syndrome.
I suggest that Bush's Roadmap for Peace (RFP)
has not brought us any closer to peace in the Middle East, because it's not even-handed.
I call Bush senile. Or I say he has pre-senile dementia (PSD).
Is that news?
Q: We'll find out.
A: We'll find out.
It's a howl, a barbaric yawp.
Put me
in, coach. I don't smoke.