Patrick George

On a schoolyard in 1979

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 19:11:00 +0000

I wrote this poem in remembrance of that time when I was very young, while I was playing during recess at school one day. The principal of the school sent my head spinning when she blasted my innocent mind with her venom. I liken what she did to me as a type of rape - it felt like it.

On a schoolyard in 1979
laughter echoed from the blacktop off brick walls
large red rubber balls
bounced high touching a smoggy blue-gray sky
little girls with pigtails
with smiles gleaming ran past me teasing

in the fifth grade
in one exact instance as a tetherball wound round and round
and cute Suzy Jones hung on the monkey bars upside down
innocence was lost forever

She caught me alone and she raped me
right there in the school yard
during recess
as two hundred kids
played, giggled, skipped

Mrs. Walker
principal of John Muir Elementary
looming high above me in a black overcoat
her gray hair with the ashen sky blending
bent over she whispered so that no one could here
but me, a nine year old innocent
ugliness set in
and her words fucked my head
"Youre nothing but a stupid little Mexican"

Echoes of laughter
became shrill cackles
and I stood there dazed, worried, scared
as Mrs. Walker smirking wiped the blood off her dick
strolled away
left me bleeding - left me for dead
On a schoolyard in 1979

Paul's Collection

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 08:11:00 +0000

These several photos are the first in a new series on collections. Americans love to collect. Ceramic elephants, crucifixes, 1950s memorabilia, knives, barbies, etc., a nation of collectors.
I hope to find interesting collections hiding out from society in rooms with shades drawn tight.
Paul, below, is an old friend I have known since the 1980s. He is a collector of toys, low brow art, and punk rock memorabilia.

Garage Talk

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sat, 28 Mar 2009 00:10:00 +0000

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 23:58:00 +0000

Punk Night March II

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 23:06:00 +0000

Punk Night At Audie's March 09

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Fri, 27 Mar 2009 23:03:00 +0000

Homeless woman in Guadalajara, Mexico

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 02:08:00 +0000

Biking On Sundays in Guadalajara

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 00:28:00 +0000

Every Sunday a main avenue running through the city center is closed to cars and given over to bicyclists, runners, walkers, strollers, skateboarders. Its pretty amazing to think that this is a city of a few million yet the city does this every Sunday for its people. I couldnt imagine Fresno shutting down Blackstone avenue or Shaw every sunday so families and friends could enjoy each other's company while walking or biking, what a different culture.

Templo Zapopan

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 21:02:00 +0000

Mary Altar in San Juan de Dios Market

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 20:19:00 +0000

Misc Jesus en San Juan de Dios Market

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 19:51:00 +0000

This curious assemblage of Religion and Politics graced a pillar directly in front of me while I ate carnitas this morning in the San Juan de Dios market in downtown Guadalajara.

Guadalajara Street Art 1

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 05:43:00 +0000

Guadalajara - Longostinos!

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 05:00:00 +0000

This is the first meal I had during my first week here in Guadalajara. Oh this was sooo good!

Started off with a seafood cocktail: octopus, clams, oysters, fresh avocado, red onions in a fresh tangy tomatoey sauce.

I ordered the Longostino plate, WOW. This is something you dont see too much in American resturaunts where the choices are usually shrimp or lobster. Longostinos are very large shrimp with lots of meat. These were cooked in a thick creamy tomato and chili sauce. The rice was fragrant and very tasty too. I squeezed some limon and my taste buds were screaming Revolutionary cries.

I had to show an after photo

After this awesome meal and 3 Negro Modelos and was offered this after liquer, creamy with tequila.

Blood in Sink

mypunkstory@hotmail.com (Patrick George) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 04:25:00 +0000