The Steampunk World

Being the continued explorations of a living steampunk.

The steampunk world is all around us, lying just out of sight, in a continuous thread of steampunk builders and culture that extends from the Victorian era to the present. You'll find no science fiction here: This is real life steampunk.

Monday, November 18, 2002

Okay so I'm perusing the archives of Rawkstah's blog, and I come across the Friendly Gangstaz link, and I visit it. I listen to their Quaker/Gangster songs and I have to admit that I like the idea in the oh-so-po-mo ironic sense, but then again, I appreciate anybody who is friendly rather than a meanie. As a member of a gang, I enjoy the fact that my gang's interactions with rival gangs most often takes the form of mutual admiration (though I'm always pushing for a choreographed fight routine) and we tend to help people out rather than terrorize them (swarming up on a stalled car and pushing them out of the intersection, for example, though I've done my fair shair of fleeing from thugs, but the thing about a bike is that the only thing that can catch it is another bike, since cars get stuck in traffic [thank goodness because I've been chased by plenty of thugs in those] and a guy on foot can't go fast enough [thank goodness again because I've also been chased by plenty of those, dumb fuckers, what the fuck are they thinking, I'll stop and wait for my ass to get kicked?]). "Oh my god" say my pomo friends, "How deliciously twisted etc etc and just the sort of thing that fark.com would love etc etc."

I show the link to all of my regular AIM appreciation-for-things-ironic buddies. I also send it to my friends Stridewideman and his roommate Steve, who are Quakers, Stridewideman being a friend from college and Steve being one of his Friends from church. "You probably already know about this group through the underground Quaker network but just in case check it out" ha ha I said, like Quakers have the sort of conspiracy network that the Jews have. At my college there were a few Quaker professors and I liked them all, I've never met a Quaker I didn't like, but the Brethren I've met scare the shit out of me.

So then just now I showed it to SingularGirl, and she saw the picture on the main page, and she said, "Isn't that Steve?"

Whaddaya know, I know one of the Friendly Gangstaz. Weighty Grandpa.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home