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I am as an anarchist bent on the total liberation of ourselves and our world through creative self-expression and self-determination, the annihilation of capitalism, hiearchy, morality, ideology, and human misery in all its other forms, and--above all--the transformation of life into a joyous, carefree game, to be played for the highest of stakes. I refuse to compromise with these assembled forces of selfishness, apathy, and violence, and insist that every day of our lives be an adventure unfettered by external controls or internal inhibitions. So can you. I struggle for a day when art will no longer be just another commodity to be exchanged for other sterile consumer goods, when both the means of production an all the products there of will be shared openly so that everyone will be free to be an artist and live based on the pursuit of desire rather than ever-increasing standards of mere survival. In the meantime, I do what I can to lead lives outside this merciless system of domination and exploitation as we plot its downfall, and hold in revolted disdain all those who apparently believe it is enough just to sell things and go through the motions of traditions long dead and dry (and thus hostile to all living things). Real life involves more than a beating heart and a functioning liver, of course. It is something that must be chosen, chased, created by those who would find it. Yes, I am an idealist, hopeless romantic (both hopeless and romantic), but this idealism enables us to act while others are paralyzed by their despair, by "realism" and jaded cynicism. We think we do better to cast our lot with the quixotic madmen, the poets of revolution and absurdity, whatever the odds of success or survival may be. This is a statement of purpose, and all such statements oversimplify, as do declarations and expressions of every kind: but the important thing is to speak, to act, to do something, and let the consequences sort themselves out. So if we live, let's live to tread on kings, to break our bodies and our hearts to keep ahead of death, to dance right through our lives.

And a bit of Groucho Marx to entertain us:

"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'.""When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'."

"Those are my principles, and if you don't like them...well I have others."

"Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies."


"The trouble with writing a book about yourself is that you can’t fool around. If you write about someone else, you can stretch the truth from here to Finland. If you write about yourself the slightest deviation makes you realize instantly that there may be honor among thieves, but you are just a dirty liar."

"Humor ran like a rich vein through the Marx brothers' family. "Because we were a kid act, we traveled at half-fare, despite the fact that we were all around twenty," Groucho once recalled. "Minnie [their mother] insisted we were thirteen...
"'That kid of yours is in the dining car smoking a cigar,' the conductor told her. 'And another one is in the washroom shaving.' Minnie shook her head sadly. 'They grow so fast!'"

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