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This sentiment pretty much nails what I thought about him for many years after I was first introduced to his story & his writings in the wake of discovering Allen Ginsberg & the other Beats my freshmen year of college. The first Burroughs book I read was Naked Lunch – in hind sight probably not the best one to begin with but the one that got & still seems to get all the “press.” When I finished it the first time, I didn’t know what had hit me, pretty much resolved that he was a shady (to be charitable about it) character, and decided not to read any more of his books.

I revisited that attitude after Mr. Burroughs’ death in early August 1997 (just a few months after Allen Ginsberg’s death). By then, I knew much more about these artists & authors who dared to be different during a time in the 1940s & 1950s when it was dangerous to do so. So, in what I believed at the time to be an attempt to ‘honor him,’ I gave Naked Lunch another chance. While on some levels I better understood what Mr. Burroughs was trying to do in that book, it still pretty much zapped my brain & left me shaking my head at the end of it.

Soon after that, I was at the Borders bookstore (remember Borders?) north of my house, and there was a big Burroughs tribute display I decided to check out. Part of that display included 2 books I’d never heard of – The Cat Inside and Last Words: the Final Journals of William S. Burroughs.

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A quick perusal of those books made me realize there was much more to William S. Burroughs than Naked Lunch & what I thought I knew about him up to that point. So, today, on the 100th anniversary of his birth in St. Louis, I present my tribute to him – part biography & part apology for my short – sighted judgmental attitude I held about him for a number of years during which time I was introduced to & knew people who knew him and who could’ve introduced me to him, but I was still “too creeped out” to take advantage of the opportunity; I will regret that decision for the rest of my life.

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... Y comió, bebió y se feliz! (Spanish for 'ate, drank, and were merry!') :D

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The lady in the purple sweater in front is Furbabies2013, and the goober in the Indianapolis Kossack 3/4 sleeve shirt is...well...just guess!

More pictures & details of frivolity & good discussion below the orange 'chimichanga'!

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Look at these hap - hap - happy faces from the inaugural Indianapolis Kossack par - tay on September 28; I hope we have just as many or more at Panchos Taqueria at 96th St. & Allisonville Rd. at 2 pm on Saturday, November 16!

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And, yes, there will be swag AND the potential for EVEN MORE swag; check out the guaranteed swag & more below the Great Orange Satanic Cheeto!

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About a month ago, Dave in Northridge featured City Lights Bookstore in this series in the context of the "Howl" obscenity trail in San Francisco in 1957 & how this well - known trial helped put City Lights Bookstore on the map. So, allow me to feature a clip from the movie Howl as a bit of a refresher. This movie is A MUST VIEW, its dialogue in the trial scenes are straight from the trial transcript, and the trial scenes were filmed IN THE COURTHOUSE where the actual trial was.

However, the beginnings & back story of how City Lights came about in the first place laid the groundwork for City Lights' publishing house to publish Howl & Other Poems & support and publish other 'degenerate art'. If you don't know that, you only know part of the story & will not have as full of an appreciation for the icon that City Lights has become.

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Shapiro's Deli in downtown Indianapolis had not quite seen the likes of this scene, I imagine, before Saturday, September 28. :D

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Yep, I am now an official BOOB - a member of the Benevolent Order of the Orange Boa! More fun details & pictures below the orange boaesque squiggly thing. :)

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...or the Colts or farming or any other of the stereotypes associated with Indianapolis and Indiana - or at least I frequently try to convince myself and others of that.

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Until I become independently wealthy or find my dream job in the San Francisco area, Indianapolis is my home now. I am a 'born & bred' "Hoosier" and will be for life no matter where I end up.

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Today is Harvey Milk Day in California. I first wrote this diary last summer for the LGBT series in the Readers & Book Lovers group, but since I can't be in California or the city he loved so much to honor a great man, I can try to honor him in 'fly over country' by republishing this diary about Randy Shilts' The Mayor of Castro Street.

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In this rare instance, this diary has nothing whatsoever to do with Keith Olbermann, Rachel Maddow, politics, etc. This diary has everything to do with a sudden and heartbreaking decision my husband and I had to make this past Friday morning and to explain my absence in my usual virtual haunts the past few days knowing full well that I will have sympathetic and supportive thoughts that I really need right now.

This is Karma.

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Apologies in advance for this short - sweet - but - to - the - point diary, but I knew this news would be of interest to this community.

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If you feel like you're having deja' vu' all over again, well, you are. ;D Navajo was kind enough to suggest re - posting my diary from last week announcing the formation of (I think) the newest Kos group - Indianapolis Kossacks. So, without further ado, here's basically what I posted before with just some minor tweaks.

Take #2 under the orange Cheezy Poo - lookin' thing!

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Thu Feb 07, 2013 at 08:08 AM PST

Calling Indianapolis Kossacks!

by CityLightsLover

CityLightsLover is back like a bad penny & diarying. :D If you've read my past diaries and comments, you know how much I enjoy living where I live. However, maybe living where I live would be more tolerable if I didn't feel like the only alien. What's the prescription for my "malaise"? Indianapolis Kossacks!


For those of you unfamiliar with Indiana geography, Indianapolis is right smack dab in the center of the state.

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Unlike most corporations that hoard their profits or otherwise have a tendency to make life miserable for their employees while lining their personal pocketbooks, the "corporation" known as Keith Olbermann is helping out his alma mater AND honoring a couple of very important people in his life who helped make him the voice for so many without a voice.

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