Posts Tagged: Kerala

I Fall On My Knees Every Sunday VI

INDIA // JUNE 2016

Entartete Kunst IV

INDIA // JUNE 2016

You Know You Want One VI

“As soon as you start talking about mystique, you have none.” ― Neil Young

INDIA // JUNE 2016

Animal Farm V

A Steve McCurry moment.

INDIA // JUNE 2016

I Fall On My Knees Every Sunday III

God is dead and Jesus is blind. But at least we have Trump guiding us through the coming years, heightening chances of one apocalypse or another.

INDIA // JUNE 2016

The Walls Are Screaming VIII

Raise your glass to the hard working people
Let’s drink to the uncounted heads
Let’s think of the wavering millions
Who need leading but get gamblers instead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
Empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio

INDIA // JULY 2016

I Fall On My Knees Every Sunday

So Mother Teresa has become a saint. She sure was no saint in life. She spent years tricking the most vulnerable, desperate people into Christianity, made millions of dollars of donations disappear, vocally hated democracy, and hung out with or pledged sympathy to a long list of dictators and crooks around the world including Bebe Dòk (Jean-Claude Duvalier) in Haiti, Enver Hoxha in Albania, Robert Maxwell, the neo-fascist Italian Social Movement and the Argentine Military Junta. In southern India she languishes in hundreds of vitrines on street corners, looking like an atrophied sex worker. She probably ate the sick looking baby she is holding in her arms here seconds after I turned my head.

INDIA // JULY 2016

Love in the Age of Intolerance III

Train, train, comin’ down, down the line
Train, train, comin’ down, down the line
Well, it’s bringin’ my baby ’cause she’s mine, all mine
She’s mine, all mine

‘Mystery Train’ – Elvis Presley

INDIA // JULY 2016

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