We are asking ourselves, how did we get here? and what can we do about it? We have not abandoned hope, although we our taking time to reflect upon our accomplishments, our missed opportunities, and quite frankly, the noticeable failure of many, many others to wake up to the relational difference between current power structures (including arts institutions) and the lives that most Americans lead. Meanwhile, we will keep the razors finely honed, the scissors sharpened, and the propaganda mirrored to the face of the status quo. We will be the hair tonic that soothes your dry and aching scalp.
We will choose hope over fear. We will re-imagine our communities, reinvigorate our neighborhoods, and make a new day. Surely you know we can win.
Murals are sometimes proof that often we aren’t always looking. Aren’t always observing. Aren’t entirely aware of our environment. Think about the last mural you noticed; likely you’ll have a hard time deciding if it really was one. Instead, you might be thinking of a billboard, wall sign, or graffiti wall. Or was it a…
Citizens of the Republic! Early voting has already begun. The summer light is fading but not your dreams. They remain resolute as will your interest in the next iteration of Cut Your Hair in the Socialist Style. You won’t want to miss this one.
Admit it; you were keeping score.The Rio Olympics turned watching gymnastics—once shunned as the Cold-War provenance of Eastern Europe—into a Red State, core family value. Despite the protestations of some, and with the encouragement of others, we are moving forward. On Labor Day we will hoist the flag, raise the barber pole, and proclaim: CUT YOUR HAIR IN THE SOCIALIST STYLE! A series of programs will thereafter ensue.
It’s not always easy being a socialist. Sometimes it’s work. Here’s some of the research we’ve been examining over the summer as we prepare to Cut Your Hair in the Socialist Style.
Opportunities though, are just around the corner. Within the month, the days will shorten and the evenings cool. You will carry a refreshing beverage named Pleasantville to the porch and watch the sun set. Then the moon will rise. Someone—perhaps your lover—will remark, it may be time for a new haircut. You will nod and make an appointment for early September.