. . . was about 10:43tm, Sunday morning, October 8, 2000 on the steps of the Hugo House literary arts center.
I was about to subject him to a one-hour-long work of performance art.
_11 a.m.-12 p.m.
Against the Future: Work, Elimination and Waste on the Surface of a Sphere.
In the pundit/pulpit tradition of a Sunday Morning talk, Mr. Jensen will examine the contemporary situation from a geometrical perspective. Flat earth culture and its idea of an infinite frontier no longer fit easily on our spherical world. The disappearance of the misplaced old logic is inevitable and thrilling to behold. We will look at recent work on this topic, focusing on (unconscious) waste and (conscious) elimination and the implications for local business._
Was it god-awful? Quite possibly. We haven’t spoken since.
Two or three years prior to that moment, we had a very brief conversation in Thomas Goldstein’s kitchen. Somehow we got to speaking about the Abolitionist movement and I soon realized I knew very little and he knew very much about this topic. I don’t remember how it ended. My spouse’s medicine made her surly and we had to leave quickly before she hit anyone. (I swear she hasn’t hit anybody since the 90’s.)
Several times between 1985(?) and 1990-something, I’m quite sure Josh and I stood within a few feet of each other in the small rooms that comprised Seattle’s seminal Fallout records, comics, and skate shop, but I don’t think we met.
During most of my life, I tried to hold onto every interesting piece of paper that entered my possession. For this reason, even now, I have a Fallout newsletter from the mid-eighties featuring a photo of the Fallout Skate Team, including a relatively hairy, young Josh Petersen.
I’ll track that down soon and post it here for the benefit of our community.
