Dear Followers, Friends, fellow Workers:

I have just begun a new blog/zine called
Chirot Zero Zine A Heap of Rubble--
Anarkeyology of hand eye ear notations
the blog is more exusively concerned than this one with presenting essays, reviews (inc. "bad reviews") , Visual Poetry, Sound Poetry, Event Scores, Manifestos, Manifotofestos, rantin' & raving, rock'roll, music all sorts--by myself and others--if you are interested in being a contributor, please feel free to contact me at
as with this blog, the arts are investigated as a part of rather than apart from the historical, economic, political actualities of yesterday, today, & tomorrow
as with al my blogs--
contributions in any language are welcome

Free Leonard Peltier

Free Leonard Peltier
The government under pretext of security and progress, liberated us from our land, resources, culture, dignity and future. They violated every treaty they ever made with us. I use the word “liberated” loosely and sarcastically, in the same vein that I view the use of the words “collateral damage” when they kill innocent men, women and children. They describe people defending their homelands as terrorists, savages and hostiles . . . My words reach out to the non-Indian: Look now before it is too late—see what is being done to others in your name and see what destruction you sanction when you say nothing. --Leonard Peltier, Annual Message January 2004 (Leonard Peltier is now serving 31st year as an internationally recognized Political Prisoner of the United States Government)

Injustice Continues: Leonard Peltier Again Denied Parole

# Injustice continues: Leonard Peltier denied parole‎ - By Mahtowin A wave of outrage swept the progressive community worldwide at the news that Native political prisoner Leonard Peltier was denied parole on Aug. ... Workers World - 2 related articles » US denies parole to American Indian activist Leonard Peltier‎ - AFP - 312 related articles » # Free Leonard Peltier 2009 PRISON WRITINGS...My Life Is My Sun Dance Leonard Peltier © 1999. # Prison Writings: My Life Is My Sun Dance - by Leonard Peltier, Harvey Arden - 2000 - Biography & Autobiography - 272 pages Edited by Harvey Arden, with an Introduction by Chief Arvol Looking Horse, and a Preface by former Attorney General Ramsey Clark. In 1977, Leonard Peltier... - # Leonard Peltier, American Indian Activist, Denied Parole And Won't ... Aug 21, 2009 ... BISMARCK, ND — American Indian activist Leonard Peltier, imprisoned since 1977 for the deaths of two FBI agents, has been denied parole ... - Cached - Similar - #

Gaza--War Crime: Collective Punishment of 1.5 Million Persons--Recognized as "The World's Largest Concentration Camp"

Number of Iraquis Killed Since USA 2003 Invasion began

Just Foreign Policy Iraqi Death Estimator

US & International Personnel losses in Iraq &Afghanistan; Costs of the 2 Wars to US

Number of U.S. Military Personnel Sacrificed (Officially acknowledged) In America's War On Iraq: 4,667

Number Of International Occupation Force Troops Slaughtered In Afghanistan : 1,453


Cost of War in Iraq


Cost of War in Afghanistan

The cost in your community

flickr: DEATH FROM THIS WINDOW/DOORS OF GUANTANAMO--Essays, Links, Video-- US use of Torture

VISUAL POETRY/MAIL ART CALL Cracking World’s Walls & Codes Concrete & Virtual

Cracking World’s Walls & Codes Concrete & Virtual

No Sieges, Tortures, Starvation & Surveillance
Deadline/Fecha Limite: SinsLimite/ongoing
Size: No limit/Sin Limite
No Limit on Number of Works sent
No Limit on Number of Times New Works Are Sent
Documentation: on my blog
David Baptiste Chirot
740 N 29 #108
Milwaukee, WI 53208

Miss Universe Visits Guantanamo: 'A Loooot Of Fun!'

Miss Universe Visits Guantanamo: 'A Loooot Of Fun!'

The current 'Miss Universe' Dayana Mendoza (formerly Miss Venezuela) and 'Miss America' Crystal Stewart visited US troops stationed in Guantanamo Bay on March 20th, the New York Times reports. Here's Mendoza's account of the visit from her pageant blog last Friday. She says the trip "was a loooot of fun!"

This week, Guantánamo!!! It was an incredible experience...All the guys from the Army were amazing with us. We visited the Detainees camps and we saw the jails, where they shower, how the recreate themselves with movies, classes of art, books. It was very interesting. We took a ride with the Marines around the land to see the division of Gitmo and Cuba while they were informed us with a little bit of history.

The water in Guantánamo Bay is soooo beautiful! It was unbelievable, we were able to enjoy it for at least an hour. We went to the glass beach, and realized the name of it comes from the little pieces of broken glass from hundred of years ago. It is pretty to see all the colors shining with the sun. That day we met a beautiful lady named Rebeca who does wonders with the glasses from the beach. She creates jewelry with it and of course I bought a necklace from her that will remind me of Guantánamo Bay :)

I didn't want to leave, it was such a relaxing place, so calm and beautiful.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

"For Palestine, For Lebanon"/"War Torn Walls"/"Anarkeyological Walls"/Arofish Stencil Grafitti from Beirut

Mail Art Call from Dorian Ribas Marinho

here are his contributions to
"For Palestine, For Lebanon":

Mail Art/Visaul Poetry Call
"For Palestine, For Lebanon"
Size: A4 Max (postal)
Deadline/Fecha Limite: Ongoing/Sins limites
Documentation: all works exhibited on
postal: David-Baptiste Chirot 740 N 29 #108 Milwaukee, WI 53208 USA

"WAR TORN WALLS" and "ANARKEYOLOGICAL WALLS" --decompositions--d-b chirot

When I make these i think both of images of walls in Palestine and Lebanon and also walls i see in dreams, imagination, in memories going back to childhood and in streets--sometimes immense walls, sometimes simply a very closeup square inch--
i hope to find a way to convey the beauty of the textures, chance/naturally occuring compositions made by materials and time, interactions of weathering and chemical reactions, the fragmentation and dissolution of letterings, words, sounds, meanings . . . . into visual musics . . . poetries . . .
i find somethig paradoxical and humorous and as yet unknown to myself in wanting to make things which are presentations of the work of destruction, decay, decompostion--of working to make something which is an expression of a profound experience of objects acted upon by natural processes--when why not for example simply take a foto of found walls?--or collect such fotos?--in making these pieces i'm confronted ever more with their mystery--and some mystery in myself that responds to them--the only way to find out what any of it is about is to keep making them!--so i have been working even during rain lately and very high winds as many days out not very congenial to work--yet one wants, is called to, keep on doing it as a way to find out what is going on--i have a feeling there is no end to it, no final destination--it only goes further and deeper--takes different turnings--so it is continually the unexpected which one encounters--and that is the best of all--

The above pieces are of charred walls . . . (memories of these . . . )(and the smells of them come back, too!)--

More works from Beirut by Arofish grafitti artist and relief worker, from his ongoing series of "SCRAWLS OF WAR" at

Of these works Arofish writes:

Cleaning up the streets: These Syrian guys who tirelessly clean the streets here are true heroes of the city if you ask me. I filled in the cracks and painted this wall one fine morning in front of half the Lebanese army and a crowd of protestors. Tony Blair was in town for a spot of hypocritical mumbling and the city became even more of a militarized zone for the day. Martyrs Square and most of central Beirut was off limits. Another great day for democracy. I went back home covered in crap, put on the tv and there was Caiomhe Butterfly (whom I'd said goodbye to in Aita al-Shaab the day before) inside the conference hall. She was unfurling a banner about Israeli apartheid while security bustled around her and Tony stood behind, guiltily fumbling his fingers and trying to look unruffled. Next day I did a dawn assault on the wall as I'd been clocked by a few plain clothes guys with radios the day before. Thanks go to May for writing the Arabic and for negotiating so skillfully with roaming security guards.