Club None Long To Belong To…*
No proof of residency, utility bills, bank
or vaccination records or two pieces of ID
Needed.
No bios, resumes, CVs, credit scores, or
References required.
No decoder rings/secret handshakes used.
No gifts given to joiners. No monthly news
letters.
No Mickey Mouse Club; Book Club; Buyers
Club or Nightclub.
Lifetime Membership Club: struggling to stay
exclusive—Fighting to keep others out…
Members instantly earn seasoned ears; helping
hands; broad shoulders; steadfast instruction in
Hugging.
Members learn when to call. What to say. When
to say it. When to feed/text/tweet—And when to
Shut the fuck up…
Monthly membership dues include sleepless
nights; ulcers; cancer; stroke; heart attack;
depression; divorce; anger and isolation.
Smells, songs, snacks, words re-stimulate
salinity, helping trace bitter tracks of members’
Tears…as they cry themselves to sleep nightly…
Members remember ‘The Call’ admitting them
to The Club as though nano seconds ago…
remember robotic motions/silent shrieks…
Birthdays/death dates still stir tsunamis of tears…
Death certificates double as membership cards bearing
“Justifiable Homicide” hashtags sanctioned by the
state
Members remember sweetness, savoriness of eats. Re
member fuzziness—foggy flashbacks—chuckles and
belly laughs…
Members remember surreality/shock and awe;
remember distrusting ears—
demanding— “Stop joking!!!” “Stop playing around!!!!”
Members remember automated voices—cold calls of
Strange Fruit messengers—remember ‘grapevine’ voices
and
poison penned/murder mouthed Fox-box foot soldiers digging
dirt—covering up crimes of testi-lying triggermen…
Members Remember…
pithy politicians’ semiautomatic… “…thoughts and prayers…”
Members remember fiery pulpits falling silent. Remember
teddy bears, liquor bottles, candles, hand-lettered signs, T
shirt likenesses and “say their names” strangers
going poof. Members remember Mr. Pain, Ms. Emptiness, Mr. McGrief
and No Getting Over It Crew…hanging out as house guests: Overseeing
State machine accountants and lawyers determining how much, if any,
Black Lives Matter…
*Inspired by groups of grieving parents witnessing for the world…
Recent debates about Critical Race Theory (CRT) have been abysmally uninformed at best and utterly inaccurate at worst.
Bird, strings, Big Chief: 100: Harlem (For Charlie Parker/Donald Harrison/Harlem Symphony Orchestra) Gathering witnesses bearing beautiful collisions—
In this series, we ask acclaimed authors to answer five questions about their book. This week’s featured author is Erica R. Edwards.
Richard and Roberto would like to dedicate this feature to Glen Ford, one of the fiercest critics of U.S. corporate media the country has ever known.
The following is a talk that Michael Steven Smith gave on July 27, 2021 at a book party in New York City’s Lower East Side sponsored by the New York City chapter of the National Lawyers Guild t
