The Ghost in the Concrete

The homeless are invisible, we don’t think about it. It’s a get out of being human free card, score! We assume they have no monetary worth attached to them, they have dropped out of the race, they are there to be ignored. It’s a common misconception that the indigent serve no purpose in society, that they offer no service or redeeming quality in the way of civil participation. WRONG!!!!!! They are very important. For one thing, they are responsible for keeping most of the spare change in the economy. They are like a bank, a bank with scabies, but a bank none the less. So at least appreciate them for that.
We like to call them lazy. Have you ever been homeless? That shit takes energy. Its a full time job. You gotta sleep outside, fuck off your hygiene, piss in a jar, and be impermeable to human cruelty.
You go on your lunch break at a cafe, the homeless lunch isn’t a break, it’s a dumpster dive which takes a lot of effort. And 75% of the time the meal is not even warm,… unless its the summer time of course.
The picture here impacts me. It represents who I think the homeless are to us. A cheap bottle and a dirty gutter. They might as well have been there, smiling for the camera, hand outstretched, and reaching for my pocket. I don’t give them money. I am above them. There is no compassion when it comes to rent. They’re lazy and broke. I only give my life and savings to business men who are lazy and rich.

We Were Ugly Before We Showed Up

Desperate people come to city. City desperately eats people. It digests them in the subway. Then it defecates indifferent mounds of terrified excrement, which are wearing denim, beards, retro hi-tops, and stereo monitor headphones, onto the sidewalk.- The Story of Brooklyn.

Sundays for the Takers

You went to church today to give praise and rejoice in a suit, your best jewelry, and your favorite cologne. You reaching into your pocket to give for salvation, good job, you’re really doing god’s work for him. And it seems to be a lot more about seeking to receive than to give.
I on the other hand planted a flower bed this Sunday, in sweats and a dirty mouth, giving life back to the world. Which means its really easy to be better than Christians. It took me two hours. But no your too lazy to get your ass off of the pew and do a little real work for The Lord. So, Jesus likes me better than you that’s a fact! Burn in hell but before you do, smell my azaleas you fucking loser!

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Property

Corporations are people. That’s cool. I like to think about Google getting sad sometimes. Or McDonald’s having an existential crisis. I bet when they think about me Im at work. And then they cum people cum all over themselves. Because a Consumer at a day job is porn for a corporation. They jack off to it…..at least that’s what these sculptures made me think of.

Deathsquad Secret Show Podcast

This is a drawing sketched by the artist who drew X-MEN and Conan the Barbarian. It’s Deathsquad’s Secret Show #14. I’m promototing Jt Habersat’s Altercation comedy tour album “Hostile Corporate Takeover” that I’m on. Click linx and enjoi!

Throwing Rocks at a Tank

Man to match his shop, it’s out of commision, I guess that’s Tribeca.

This is a Water Witch, but for bus schedules….he’s mid prediction here.

It’s hard living in a city that doesn’t sleep, when you do.

I saw this in Williamsburg Brooklyn. I like the idea of using art as a tool to change the world. But these other guys show what that kind of romantic notion is up against. If jokes poured beer, and paintings made homes, and song gave purpose to relics, we might have something.

New York, Old Wallet

There is so much old history here in New York. And at the same time it remains the zenith of modernity, a symbol of “progress”. The Revolutionary War, the rise of industrial capitalism, the dominance of international finance, and western civilization’s cultural rudder are all a part of this city’s story. Ultimately is is the story of the United States. And it feels like America here, it feels like a promise of new possibilities,….of course my money hasn’t run out yet. Poverty is a part of that history too I suppose.