OUR relationship had always been challenging. Promises implied. Promises not kept. It offered a strangely invasive and yet impersonal way to create friendships. In the process, it took everything and gave back what it wanted, when it wanted and how it wanted. Although it took from me freely, if I needed its help, I had to pay; and even then, I had no idea what I was getting.
Worse, for me as a participant, it became a mesmerizing social cesspool, a relentless torrent of trivia, some helpful, most not, and much of it divisive and destructive to our shared and fragile human community.
…I had no idea what I was getting.
My work is about savoring life. Facebook, as I came to realize, is about overwhelming life with dazzling displays of sound and fury. And, while it collected, saved and sold every detail about me and my “friends,” it revealed very little about itself. Presumably free, Facebook has “revealed” itself to be a very bad bargain.
If you want to stay in touch, we always have email. And this blog is interactive and much more thoughtful, considerate and discrete. Nobody is collecting anything on anybody here.
But more to the point, you can’t smell the roses, or the coffee, through a computer screen.
THOSE WHO believe religion and politics aren’t connected don’t understand either — Gandhi
CHATTY CATHY 2.0 is outside the scope of my “spiritual” brand, but in keeping with our times. My congresswoman, Cathy McMorris Rodgers, is a Republican cipher: she speaks of kindness and votes cruelty; she speaks of community and votes to destroy it; she speaks of her child with Down Syndrome and votes to take healthcare away from other children with chronic disabilities. Is she really that clueless, which makes her incompetent, or is she aware of her duplicity, which makes her evil? I don’t know. Either way, she has to go.
Her handlers have spent a fortune branding her as “Cathy,” an approachable, “I-could-be-your-next-door-neighbor” persona. That is an utter fabrication; she is a Republican princess who lives in a fantasy castle constructed entirely of platitudes. So this music video sets out to reframe her more accurately as Chatty Cathy 2.0, a mindless congressional dolly who will say whatever she’s told to say by her paymasters.
I recorded the Spokane Raging Grannies in my upstairs studio and set about making a video to share with the 5th congressional district where I live. After a few production missteps, I came up with the idea of using dolls to tell the story, including an actual 1960s Chatty Cathy doll with a new hairdo to match Ms. McMorris Rodgers.
I offer these versions free of charge. It’s my patriotic duty.