You Don't Understand The Implications

“When I was doing The Invisibles… I kind of went method acting on it. So if I had a transvestite witch character then I had to become a transvestite witch and see what that felt like and I had to summon Mayan and Mexican Gods and deal with Them and see what They look like and copy down what they have to say… I became the King Mob character, the Lord Fanny character… I was living out that book. The idea was to do almost like an art installation… you know I wound up in hospital because I had my lead character in hospital. This shaven headed bald guy who had lots of fun and sex and girls. So when he got sick, I got sick and when he got well I got well.

And I found I could put things in… and it was very weird I still don’t know what it is and I ask other people to try this… 

Try and implicate Your Art and Your Life to such a degree that You can’t tell the difference anymore and strange things start to happen. Reality becomes very plastic. And it seems as if you can press buttons in Your Little Voodoo World, your little fictional Creation… and real things will happen… 

The more We test it the more it becomes a Human Technology that We can give to EVERYONE…”

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Must Our Children Be Revolutionaries at 9 Years of Age?

The Village :

Youth, with its enthusiasms -

Which rebels against any accepted norm 

because it must

 --and we sympathize--

It may wear flowers in its hair, 
Rings on it's Fingers
Bells on it's Toes --


But when The Common Good is Threatened, 
When The Function of Society is Endangered :

Such Revolts Must Cease. 

They are non-productive and must be abolished.

RIMMER:

(Through clenched teeth)

What are you doing?

KRYTEN:

I, um, I think I'm, uh, rebelling.

RIMMER:

Rebelling?!

KRYTEN:

Yes, I, uh, 

I, I, I, I think that's what I'm doing.

RIMMER:

You are rebelling?

KRYTEN:

Mmmm... yes.

RIMMER:

What are you rebelling against?

KRYTEN:

(Tossing his paint palette on the floor and speaking like Marlon Brando)

Whaddya got? 

(Struts across the room.)

Dinosaur Breath!

(Picks up the pot of pasta sauce.)

Molecule Mind!

(Splashes the sauce over Rimmer's bunk.)

Smeg-for-brains!

(To LISTER)

I need your bike.

LISTER: 

You got it!

KRYTEN: 

(High-fives the CAT then turns around and shoots Rimmer the bird.) 

Swivel on it, punk! 

(Struts out the door.)

Marlon & Johann

Johnny Depp on Marlon Brando

John, how many movies would you say you make per year, usually?

I don’t know, maybe 2 or 3 on average.

Hm. That’s too much.

Why Do You Say That?

Because — We Only Have So Many Faces in Our Pocket.

The Time of Your Life

preface by 

William Saroyan

In the time of your life, live - so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness of death for yourself or any life your life touches. Seek goodness everywhere, and when it is found, bring it out of its hiding-place and let it be free and unashamed. Place in matter and in flesh the least of the values, for these are the things that hold death and must pass away. Discover in all things that which shines and is beyond corruption. Encourage virtue in whatever heart it may have been driven into secrecy and sorrow by the shame and terror of the world. Ignore the obvious, for it is unworthy of the clear eye and the kindly heart. Be the inferior of no man, nor of any man be the superior. Remember that every man is the variation of yourself. No man’s guilt is not yours, nor is any man’s innocence a thing apart. Despise evil and ungodliness, but not men of ungodliness or evil. These, understand. Have no shame in being kindly and gentle, but if the time comes in the time of your life to kill, kill and have no regret. In the time of your life, live - so that in that wonderous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it.

Oh. Well, Our Masks Really Get Us in Dutch, Now Don't They?

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Your People have taken My Mask, Don Octavio. 

They had no right to do that. 

I never remove My Mask in public. 

Do you understand the consequences of this? 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

Not fully, but, uh.... 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Well, I will be cursed. 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

Well, I can certainly understand how that could be upsetting. 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Think how you would feel if you were made to take off this mask that you are wearing. 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

Oh. Well, our masks really get us in Dutch, don't they? 

How long you been wearing yours? 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Since l was 16. I placed The Mask on my face... 

...and vowed never to remove it on the day I left my mother... 

...The Dark beauty, Doña lnez. 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

I have some pills here. 

And, uh.... l'd like you to take them. I think they'll help. 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Pills to stop Delusions? 

Well, then I am afraid we must take these pills together... ...because you are severely deluded. 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

Well, what delusions have I got?

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

 This fantasy that you are some, uh, Dr. Mickler. I'm very disappointed in you, Don Octavio. 

Very disappointed. 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

Here's the drill. Ahem. 

They can make you take the medication. 

That's State Law. 

You're on what they call a 10-day paper. 

And, uh, for those 10 days —

They can do whatever they think is appropriate. 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

I am not deluded. I am Don Juan. 

And if you will not medicate me for these 10 days, I will prove it to you. 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

All right, and what if I don't believe that you're Don Juan? 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Then I will take your medication... 

...and you may commit me for as long as you like.

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

One night, I watched Doña Querida at the window in her slip. I noticed for the first time... ...how a woman's underclothing barely touches her skin... ...how it rides on a cushion of air as she moves... ...how the silk floats above her body... ...brushing her flesh like an angel's wings. 

And I understood how a woman must be touched.

Don Octavio DeFlores :

Are you Italian, Mexican, or Spanish? 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

That is all you have to say?

You want to know my nationality? 

Don Octavio DeFlores :

No. Your name is DeMarco. 

That's Italian. 

You were brought up in Mexico. 

And when you speak English, you speak it with a Castilian accent. 

Don JUAN DeMARCO :

Well, my accent has been colored by my many travels. 

Very well, I will answer your question. I was raised in Mexico. 

My Father was born in Queens. 

His name was Tony DeMarco. 

He was Italian. The Dance King of Astoria. 

Don Octavio DeFlores : 

Excuse me — Your Father was a Dance King here in New York City in Astoria? 

The Secondary Fathers — Julius Caeser

Textbook Joseph Campbell.

The way Campbell explained it, 

Young Men need a Secondary Father to finish raising them.

Beyond their Biological Father, they need a surrogate, traditionally a 
minister 
or a 
coach 
or a 
military officer.

The floatsam and jetsam of a generation washed up on the beach of last resort.

That's why street gangs are so appealing. 

They send you men out, like 
Knights on Quests 
 to hone their skills and improve themselves.

And all the TRADITIONAL Mentors -- forget it.

Men are presumptive predators. 

They're leaving Teaching in 
droves.

Religious Leaders are  
pariahs.

Sports Coaches are stigmatized as 
odds-on pedophiles.

Even The Military is sketchy with 
sexual goings-on.

A Generation of Apprentices 

Without Masters.