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Editorial Introduction to Issue #1: They Include:
Life in Post Imperial Amerika 3 Blair Gauntt/Idezin Digital Workgroup,
Peg Dana, Ericka Wildgirl Dana, Eric Houts ,
Ricardo Feral Doopers: Design Beyond Obsolescence 4 Christopher Schipper and:
Will Grant Beerch & Bong: Intoxitocination 5 Becky Danielson
Mick Farren Hard Times at the Aces High 6 (http://beckydanielson.mosaicglobe.com/)
Tobey Anderson
Alissa Bader The Mile High City’s New Green Economy 8 (http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/tobey-anderson.html)
Todd Colby Gas Stations and Wierdos
Electric Pony Light 9
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Reviews 14 OBSOLETE! is edited and published by Rich Dana
Rich Dana Dumpster-Diver Gardening 15
Robert Dana Blood Harvest 15
Pronunciation: äb-sə-lēt
Function: adjective
Etymology: Latin obsoletus, from past participle of obsolescere to grow old, become disused,
perhaps from ob- toward + solēre to be accustomed
Date: 1579
1 a : no longer in use or no longer useful <an obsolete word> b : of a kind or style no longer
current : old-fashioned <an obsolete technology>
2 of a plant or animal part : indistinct or imperfect as compared with a corresponding part
in related organisms : vestigial
synonyms see old
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If you are a perceptive and relatively ety was relying too much on time-binding porations and “financial instruments” take
unmedicated reader, you may have noticed media like radio and television, and that on life, procreating through phallic 1s and
by now that this is not an “e-zine” or a blog. the over-exposure was leading to a culture yonic 0s in their digital primordial ooze. No
This is a real, turn your fingers black, pulpy where “...the emphasis on change is the only wonder the late great comedian Bill Hicks
paper product. If you have the curiosity to permanent characteristic.” He felt that this called humanity “just a virus - with shoes...”
explore further, you may notice that it is, in trend would kill shared experience and local “Okay, Captain Bringdown,” you say,
fact, an old-school newsprint tabloid, com- identity and create and atmosphere of para- “...but I’m just trying to get by here!” You
plete with slapdash layout, smudgy printing noia and rigid political militarization. No are doing the best that you can. We all are.
and inflammatory rhetoric. one knows what Innis would have thought What is an under-employed hipster with
You may feel that a publication like this of the internet, but despite all of the great an over-extended credit card to do? More
is an anachronistic throwback, a vestigial gifts of modern technology, some of Innis’ rushing ahead just seems to get us where we
appendage on the body of the digital info- warnings seem to be coming true. Despite are right now. Perhaps it’s time for a lateral
organism, a bit of paper best suited to line the gushing flow of “free” information, cul- move.
the cat box or wrap a fish. However, it’s not tural ridgidity appears to be setting in. Instead of sending new technology to the
just the newspaper that has become obso- As we go to print on the premier issue “developing world”, let’s look at the adapta-
lete. In post-post-post-modern society even of OBSOLETE Magazine, “The Amerikan tion strategies that the 3rd world has adopted
the term “obsolete” is becoming obsolete- Empire” is in full decline. The earth seems to survive the foreign technology onslaught.
products are obsolete before they hit the to be facing daily major assaults from its What we can learn? Let’s dumpster-dive our
market-place, technology is only good as most troublesome species. The catastrophic culture and see what the corporatocracy has
long as its replacement is in beta-testing. oil-rig disaster in the Gulf of Mexico has offi- left behind. Make something new out of the
Maybe it’s time to re-examine the printed cially eclipsed the Exxon-Valdez spill as our empty vacu-form plastic package that they
word. Perhaps the newspaper is for the nations biggest man-made environmental sold you your life in.
“early adopters” of post-apocalyptic technol- disaster. Midwestern farmers report an on-
ogy. slaught of herbicide-resistant “Super-weeds”
For now, I hope you will find it more of - the product of over-reliance on chemical
an informational eddy, a small backwater in inputs in monoculture farming. Even hu-
the info-stream where ideas can slow down man attempts to adopt “green lifestyles”
and swirl around before being used or have unintended negative consequences- Eu-
disposed of. On the other hand, if this paper ropean drivers thirst for non-fossil-fuel-based
is used for nothing more than lining the biodiesel is causing rainforest deforestation
cat box, I posit that it has been more useful throughout Indonesia because of the in-
than 99% of the web content that you were creased demand for palm oil.
exposed to this week. Even human interactions with their own
In the early part of the 20th century, Har- kind fail to live up to the definition of “civi-
old Innis, a Canadian media theorist and lization”. The human race has taken the idea
predecessor of Marshall McCluhan, postu- of “evolution” in directions that Darwin nev-
lated that great civilizations were those that er could have predicted, choosing to contin-
balanced “time-binding” media (which re- ue to leave the physical realm to the mercy
tain ideas and history), and “space-binding” of medieval feudal fiefdoms, while focusing
media (which allows ideas to travel rapidly). on evolving the mutant offspring of their
He felt, back in the 50’s, that western soci- own misguided attempts at god-hood. Cor-
by Ricardo Feral
There are columns in nearly every magazine espousing the latest The Dymo Label Maker
gimcracks and geegaws and a myriad of websites dedicated to review-
If you are over 25 years old and live in a country that uses the English
ing the latest new cars, motorcycles, running shoes, home entertain-
alphabet, you probably have used a Dymo label maker at some point
ment systems, cellular phones, computers, home appliances and sex in your life. The hard plastic embossed labels have adorned everything
toys. from file cabinets to sports equipment, lockers to utility panels, note-
I love gadgets and I love reading about them. I like having the books to foreheads- from their invention in 1958 until the advent of digi-
latest cool stuff as much as the next person- but there are those ob- tal labelers in the mid 80’s. The daisy-wheeled pistol-shaped labelers and
jects that transcend trend, that exist in a time-capsule of near-perfect their shiny, brightly colored strips with raised white capital letters may
design. Over time, they may be tweaked, overclocked or souped-up, not be as popular now as in their heyday, but they are still available- in
but their source-code remains intact. Their simplicity, functionality, new, ergonomic designs. The classic models can still be found on ebay,
reliability and replicability make them cultural icons and their very at yard sales and flea markets everywhere.
images become memes. The peel-and-stick plastic labels still have many advantages over their
The futurist Ray Kurzweil once commented; “I’m an inventor. I modern counterparts- they require no electricity to produce, the plastic
became interested in long-term trends because an invention has to labels don’t fade when exposed to the elements, in fact, they are virtu-
make sense in the world in which it is finished, not the world in which ally indestructible. Not to mention that they just look so damned cool. So
it is started.” Throughout history, there have been examples of in- cool, in fact, that the look of the Dymo embossed label has been dupli-
ventions whose usefulness has long out-lived its inventor. Here are a cated in several font designs, like “Punch-label” and “Plastique”. The font
few examples of 20th Century designs of the highest order..... In this suggests a low-tech, retro, DIY attitude- and we here at OBSOLETE are
new era, when the “Amerikan Empire” is sliding into decline and the down with that.
only things we seem to be able to manufacture are high fructose corn
syrup, “financial instruments” and porn, it might be helpful to look The 3-speed Bicycle
more closely at gadgets that really work.....
Before the 1970s explosion of Japanese road bikes with derailleur
The Safety Razor gears, the English-style 3-speed ruled the roads. In fact, the 3 speed
roadster accounts for more than ½ of the bicycles ever built. The Raleigh
Inspired by a woodworker’s plane, the first safety razor was invented by DL-1, with it’s fully enclosed chain-case, rod and roller brakes and giant
in the late 1700’s in France. The design was perfected during the 1800’s by 28 inch wheels made it the perfect all-terrain bike of it’s time. Designed
British and German companies, but it was not until a traveling salesman in 1913 for the British military, it eventually served across the empire as
from Fond Du Lac, Wisconsin, King Camp Gillette, patented his design the bike of choice for police, mailmen, couriers and commuters from
for the double-edged razor in 1904 that the modern safety razor chal- Kingston to Shanghai. The first manufacturing facility built in post-im-
lenged the popularity of the straight razor. By securing a contract with perial India was a bicycle factory, which still produces an exact replica of
the U.S. Military to supply the Gillette safety razor to each and every G.I. the DL-1. Across Asia, the English-style roadster is the platform of choice
during World War II, these virtually indestructible little tools became for cargo bikes and pedi-cabs.
the standard issue shaving implement world-wide for decades. Wilkin- At the heart of every English-style 3 speed is the Sturmey-Archer 3
son Sword, a British company, introduced the stainless steel blade in the speed hub. The fully enclosed hub is nearly impervious to the elements,
1960s, significantly improving blade life, as well as creating an iconic and extremely rugged. To disassemble and reassemble the planetary
object that has become an international symbol for “danger.” Adopted gears of a 3 speed hub is a lesson in physics, and some might say a peak
by 1970’s punks as a symbol of the movement, the double edged razor into the clockwork of the universe (okay, mostly old hippie bike mechan-
blade has been adapted for use as drug paraphernalia, jailhouse shiv, and ics say that...). Many variations have been built with up to 7 speeds, and
professional wrestling blood-letting tool. the “DynoHub” includes an AC generator for powering lights. In Ameri-
With the advent of the era of cheap, plastic and disposable, U.S. manu- ca, 3-speed bikes built in the UK with Sturmey-Archer hubs were sold up
facturing of the Gillette-style safety razor has ceased, but they are still until the late 1970s, labeled Robin Hood, Sears brand, and even K-Mart.
found at nearly every American drugstore or grocery. Because of the Easily found at second hand stores for $50 or less, these workhorses will
longevity of the handle as well as the steel blades, they continue to be still out-ride and out-last a cheap mountain bike from Walmart.
manufactured and used around the planet and have, arguably, the lowest continued. . .
environmental impact of any shaver, with the exception of the traditional
straight razor.
The AK-47
create a weapon that would defend his Communist homeland from the
In the movie “Lord of War”, the protagonist Yuri Orlov, played by aggression of fascist Germany, Kalashnikov unwittingly invented one
Nicholas Cage lays it all out; “Of all the weapons in the vast Soviet ar- of the key elements in the blueprint for Soviet expansion. By making
senal, nothing was more profitable than Avtomat Kalashnikova model the AK-47 design a sort of “open source” technology, the USSR licensed
of 1947. More commonly known as the AK-47, or Kalashnikov. It’s the the manufacturing of AK-47s to facilities in Finland, Hungary, Bulgaria,
world’s most popular assault rifle. A weapon all fighters love. An elegant- China, North Korea, Egypt, Iraq, and other countries. Today, it is estimat-
ly simple 9 pound amalgamation of forged steel and plywood. It doesn’t ed that there is a one Kalashnikov-style rifle in use for every 66 people
break, jam, or overheat. It’ll shoot whether it’s covered in mud or filled on earth.
with sand. It’s so easy, even a child can use it; and they do. The Soviets As Yuri Orlov points out, the very image of the AK is a symbol of
put the gun on a coin. Mozambique put it on their flag. Since the end of revolution worldwide, and a symbol of the business of revolution. It is
the Cold War, the Kalashnikov has become the Russian people’s greatest the world’s deadliest meme. In another Hollywood film, “Jackie Brown”,
export. After that comes vodka, caviar, and suicidal novelists. One thing Samuel L. Jacksons character Ordell says; “ AK-47. The very best there
is for sure, no one was lining up to buy their cars.” is. When you absolutely, positively got to kill every motherfucker in the
Designed by a wounded tank commander and aspiring agricultural room, accept no substitutes.”
equipment designer named Mikhail Kalashnikov, the AK-47 is perhaps
the quintessential product of the 20th century. In an earnest attempt to
Illustration by Becky Danielson
When Alissa suggested a photo feature on the Medical Marijuana Clinics of Denver, I loved the idea.
Denver has been in the news a lot lately for it’s burgeoning MMJ scene- in fact, it’s quickly becoming known
as “America’s Cannabis Capital”. Politicians like Senator Chris Romer (a Democrat candidate for Mayor) want
to pass new laws to establish cadres of gun-toting enforcers with the assignment of regulating the clinics into
oblivion. For now, patients will still have a natural and safe alternative to the addictive and dangerous drugs
pushed on them by Big Pharma.
Interesting side note: News sources report that as of January, 2010, there were nearly 400 legal MMJ dispensa-
ries in the Mile High City, outnumbering Starbuck’s franchises in the entire state of Colorado by nearly 2-to-
one. Can you say “Grass-Roots Capitalism?”
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Alissa Bader has dedicated herself to spending a lifetime hanging out with those people her mother once warned her
about. Alissa also purchased her first package of bacon, ever, last May. She lives and works in Denver, Colorado
Gas Stations & Weirdos Electric Pony Light
Oh blue flower thigh you are silk and This is what I look like when you’re not looking
matted with blood and fur. at me I feel feverish my eyes are bigger in your
The bus seats are lavish and primed electric pony light. There will never be more of me
for your sweet flesh while jumpers than you can handle ever, I swear. Leave the heavy lifting
swoon over your eagle parts. Yes! to my sturdy legs. Parts of me are strewn on the floor,
Think claw think gangrene I can pick them up later. Leather wristband, cold cream,
all misanthropic and molecular then and my lost in space feeling marking what remains of the morning:
reach into the bed: red rim you and your helium will. It’s curtains for the
around beet piss. From Brooklyn sheepish and sullen. They can suck it. What I’m trying
a caller i.d. illuminates the welts to say is: morning with you is a luxury in the puzzle
enough to spark principle of my day. Give me the soft solace of your arms.
to sit and think or scoop chocolate All amber-scented and clear-headed,
from a bin of thistles. I am moving you move through me like a bright tiger
into the new cape with a tenderness jolts the green with her stripes in the woods.
you know from way before you were born. You might be more awake than even I could imagine
I was walking down Bergen Street but the way coffee tastes in your mouth
with a capsule comment: my lungs when I lean in makes my spine buzz with jazz.
want to breathe you in while my body When you’re not looking I’m right here.
brays at the open sky in a calm
and reassuring way. An android full
of nut butters and quinine. Do you feel
calm and reassured? Is that my hand
you’re holding? I want you to hold something Todd Colby has published four books of poetry: Ripsnort (1994), Cush (1995), Riot in
cool and silver and instructive. the Charm Factory: New and Selected Writings(2000), and Tremble & Shine (2004),
Follow me home so I can call the police all published by Soft Skull Press. Todd has performed his poetry on PBS and MTV,
and his collaborative books and paintings with artist David Lantow can be seen in the
and tell them you’re finally here for me. Brooklyn Museum of Art and The Museum of Modern Art special collections libraries.
Todd serves on the Board of Directors for The Poetry Project, where he has also taught
several poetry workshops, and he posts new work on gleefarm.blogspot.com.
[The Rum Seer, née Tura Sultana: “I never was overly impressed ~•~
by him. The slide from respect to pity was quick. Although he
could be so terribly endearing whenever he was trying so hard to In pursuit of Nice’s beckoning voice and in avoidance of Djuna, I
entertain and impress. Furman Pivo is always going to be caught walk by the library branch on Second Avenue, then the Jefferson
continued. . .
Market branch, 23rd Street, Tompkins Square – of course they are of eight streetlights on the ol’ black-eye one ferociously charged
all dark and closed behind thick grates of secure mesh, because it’s night. Perhaps you saw it the night I took the Rum Seer there.
nearly midnight in our concrete insomnia. She is nowhere. I leave A darkness so conclusive and pervasive that the Cartel has since
notes, slip them under the doors of the various far-east squats and packed up and conquered new turf. The cops, pretending to be un-
tenements that smell of brick dust and rotting wood. I no longer daunted, skirt its perimeters and huddle in the bright newsstands
live with Djuna, haven’t seen her for weeks, have somehow lost squeezing free candy bars and sodas out of the proprietors. There
Elsa’s number and can never pinpoint the whereabouts of “my” are almost no parked cars around here. Yes, this is urban renewal
Nice. my way.
I leave a note for her under the door of theTompkins The Cartel members tell a slender range of discount Shake-
Square branch of the public library and continue along the terse speare stories that involve knifings, bro’s blown away, boxing, dead
perimeter of the park. I suddenly witness a drug entrepreneur, in lifts, AIDS, the next big thing, gold, Nike, all pacing about with
full scurvy skin and grin behind loud gold, pulling a blade, get- gila monster eyes and arms like baseball bats, arguing with any-
ting into an associate’s car. With a certain slo-mo style copped from thing passing by.
Scarface [somewhere between the élan of a fencer and the hair-trig- The Yuppoisie, meanwhile, snuffed by the arrogance of
ger viciousness of a petty mobster], and with the passenger door their accumulated comforts, continue to enlarge the gaping holes
open, he inserts the blade into the torso of the guy riding shotgun. in their jeans, hunting for the proper grimy nouveau edge, where
There is blood and the kids keep on shooting hoops. illicit adventure might resuscitate their over-furnished lives. And
It used to be people only opened letters in this kind of when they park their shiny modes of transport they hope to find
casual fashion. But this entrepreneur had such grace that people streetlights so they can abandon their tin cans for evenings of
in cafés caught mid-sip, mid-allusion, were impressed by the ballet- worry-free expense-account dissipation.
like beauty of it and forgot whether it was better to yank the blade I’ve black-eyed this vigilance of light, and so they must go
out or leave it in. The blade handle just quivered there because the east, further into the toxic repose of the cornered beast. I have
car, although top of the line, was revealing a somewhat rough idle. thus, in my own way, facilitated the redistribution of wealth. Be-
A New York Post headline wafts by my feet: “Warm ‘E’ Train Hums cause darkness initiates an entire process of reclamation. Bye bye
Hobo Lullaby.” radio, radials, plates, plugs, window, seats, grimy guts, crankshaft,
The Crack Cartel, with its hierarchical dreams, is a strange doors. BMWs strewn like felled antelope on the Savannah, picked
and terrifying yet logical affirmation of Capitalism around here. clean by scavengers crouched in the carcasses with their grimy
Its get-rich-quick schemes pushed three or four notches beyond knuckles. And within a week, a Mercedes will be wingless, legless,
even those of the infomercial and the telemarketer’s repertoire. eyeless, gutless. Adapt and thrive, leave or die!
Operates outside the mechanisms of reason and morality. Crack, There’s something haunting and beautiful about a carcass
like military hardware, goes where it is paid for. Like the physics of steel. Like an abandoned dream. Like the pig eye I found in the
of fluids with a combined density of blood and bile. Like the make- gutter in front of my new walk-up chamber that once was an abat-
over of luxury into necessity, crack creates its own heroic needs. toir.
And the victimizers, suspended in their mumbling mythos of pain I now feel like part of the natural order of this asphalt
and craving, forget that they too are victims of their own strategic jungle. I am ally to the scavenger, one of them. I could demand
victimization. They have allowed the magnification of profit and commissions from chop shops. I need an agent. But I must remain
firearm calibers to skew all sense of prior proportion. Packing fire- satisfied with the highly codified nods and subtle eye signals they
power means responsibility, an increased peer pressure to use the tip my way. A secret agent does best when he keeps ego in check.
gun. This pressure replaces wit, cunning, negotiation. And my dark I go on breathing. My black-eyes reshuffle the inevitability of the
bowers become their fields of play. inevitable. I add exclamation points to despair and danger! Make
The cops in this scruff of the ’hood are bred to resemble them seem like hope and love.
these hoodlums. This is accomplished by having a gene withdrawn Yes, these haunted hulks of steel are my trophies, my sculp-
that is essential for the manufacture of nitric oxide, the molecule tures. I take curious admirers like Nice and Rita there. In winter
that allows nerve cells to communicate and is an essential brake these steels skeletons hold the cold. In summer they retain the
on excessive volatile behavior. The absence of this gene leaves the day’s heat past midnight.
enforcement agents wildly impulsive [“rogue cops”], sensitive not
to their surroundings nor their purported vocation but to the most ~•~
minute slights which might set them off, it makes them relentless- bart plantenga is also the author of Wiggling Wishbone and Sper-
ly aggressive, often to the point of killing targeted humans – the matagonia: The Isle of Man. His book YODEL-AY-EE-OOOO: The
Michael Stewart Phenomenon, or like Michael Carter, ad nauseum. Secret History of Yodeling Around the World received worldwide
In effect, rogue cops are truer to themselves and to their service attention. He is working on a new novel, Paris Sex Tete and a new
than the more sedated/civilized among them. Rogue cops are the book on yodeling Yodel in HiFi. His radio show Wreck This Mess
crack entrepreneurs of their occupation, terrorists with a licensed has been on the air on WFMU [NY], Radio Libertaire [Paris], Radio
raison d’être. 100 and currently Radio Patapoe [Amsterdam] since 1986. He lives
And Rum Seer wonders how I feel about exacerbating this in Amsterdam.
state of things falling apart. Hmm. The cover of night is a savage
and delirious color of freedom in the state that does not yet exist.
Will they name this area after me? I don’t think about it too much,
Madame Rum Seer.
I remain adamant: Darkness remains a no-man’s-land where
adventure is reinvented, yea sure, it drags some suspicion, fear,
apprehension along with it. OK, granted, but these are our primary
colors. Night is feminine, the mother of the gods, the unconscious
swim in the womb. The Greeks believed the darkness of night
preceded the creation of all things. It is fertility, germination, the
anticipatory state, the promise of awesome eruptions.
Although they do not as yet know my face, the Cartel, Law
Enforcement, and the Yuppoisie’s brittle alliance do not like me. I
adversely affect one man’s livelihood, another’s dominion, and the
yup’s right to an unfettered lifestyle. I destroy turf, the very idea of
turf as ownership. I will make parents think twice before they toss
their kids to roam the streets past midnight. I will re-establish the
diurnal-nocturnal cycles that will allow us to go back to sleep with-
out fear we are losing out on some event or profitable opportunity.
I will reconstruct repose. Peace and happiness for every man, peace
and happiness through all the land, as the song goes. Someday my
retribution will seem as natural as Marinus van der Lubbe’s torch-
ing of the Reichstag in Berlin.
I’m talking about, for instance, 12th and A. Check it out.
It’s black-eyed to the max going on a month now. I sent a string
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to one long lonesome note,
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Mali Delaney is a heretofore virtually unpublished writer who has spent her entire adult life
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as a working stiff. Dreaming along the byroads and making poems of daily occurences, the
dark light of observance in the regular headlamp gloom.
She has consistently refused to deal with publishers, agents, book tours and other forms of
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& herself. “Mickey Spillane is a hero because he always mentioned how much Hammer
tipped his waitresses.” She is currently working on an interlocking series of novels, known
as “the novelization-in-progress”.
Reviews
graphic novels. Collins, no stranger to the pulp Case’s medical bills, and as soon as possible he
genre, has paid his rent writing novelizations went back to work, hammering out an amazing
of popular films and did an extended stint as a new album with X drummer DJ Bonebrake and
writer for the “Dick Tracy” comic strip. His de- Ron Franklin of Gasoline Silver.
votion to popular fiction and his scholarly dedi- Wig! is a raw slab of bluesy, swampy, roots-
cation to the pulp genre made him the perfect rock, recorded in just 3 days. Packed with blues
DIY folks, the Internet stopped being an end in writer for Spillane to tap to take charge of his harp and distorted tremolo and slide guitar, it
Books itself and became a tool to get things done in
the real world.”
unfinished works.
In The Big Bang, Collins shows his ability
comes off as a scorching live recording laid
down by a man on a mission. Like a steel gui-
As the “Foodie” movement toward locally to take on the voice of the master, serving up tar player in a storefront gospel church, Case is
Non-Fiction raised food has raised the awareness of what we 247 pages of terse, bloody, libidinous and com- making music like he means it.
Made By Hand: Searching for eat, the “Maker” movement holds the potential pletely politically incorrect first-person tough- It’s definitely a change- at times sounding
to do the same for so-called “Consumer” goods. guy story telling. Set in the 60’s, Hammer takes more like Dr. John or Junior Kimbrough than the
Meaning in a Throwaway World
Instead of shopping for the latest avatar of per- on the hairy hippies and drug-addled crazies of polished California pop master or the thought-
Mark Frauenfelder swinging Greenwich Village, blowing open the ful singer songwriter of the past, Peter Case still
sonal satisfaction, why not use what is at hand
(Portfolio, 2010) and build it yourself, sew it, repair it, modify or biggest heroin ring in the cities history. manages to sound authentic and natural singing
decorate it? What Michael Pollan has done for Unlike Robert B. Parker’s attempt to com- the blues- and damn it, he’s earned the right.
food, Mark Frauenfelder is doing for “stuff”. plete Chandler’s unfinished Poodle Springs, YepRoc is offering Wig! on CD and vinyl, and
The Big Bang works precisely because of Col- all of the songs on the record can be previewed
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style of Spillane. Where Parker’s voice was
at the YepRoc website.
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Max Allan Collins
like a throwback Spenser novel, Collins rarely
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Dumpster-Diver Gardening
Dumpster-Diver Gardening
by Rich Dana absolutely must plant something in early spring, you can start the season by
tossing some brassica or greens seeds around. This will make you feel like you
We began dumpster-diver gardening sometime in the early 90’s, when we came are doing something, and you will get some fresh greens to eat after the long
across a vendor at the Brooklyn Terminal Market tossing flats of broken and winter. By July, your crop of mustard greens, radishes, lettuce or spinach has
wilted bedding plants into the trash. Neither Wildgirl nor I were strangers to bolted, you have collected the seed for next year and turned the rest under, and
dumpster diving (a proud trash-picking tradition that is now fashionably know you are ready for the flood of refugee plants.
as “Freeganism”), and W.G. immediately hatched a plan for me to distract the In my experience, these stressed-out dumpster plants are often already flower-
shop owner by buying a bag of peat moss while she filled the trunk of her ‘74 ing or even bearing fruit. They have been stuck in those pots for a long time,
Valiant with rescued greenery. “We didn’t need the plants, ” she recalls- “but they have become root-bound and they think they are going to die, so they try
they didn’t have to die. They were hurt but still alive. All they needed was some to make seeds. Once their roots are unbound, they are ready to party! Placed
TLC and a home.” in some decent soil with a little compost tea and lots of water, they come on
Fast-forward 10 years. We no longer live in New York. We have a small or- remarkably fast, and generally produce vegetables only a few weeks behind
ganic farm, and grow a lot of our own stuff. On a blistering July afternoon in schedule.
Coralville, Iowa, I noticed one of the seasonal garden centers set up in a grocery You don’t need a huge space to grow your own food, and in the twilight of
store parking lot was breaking down for the season and again, they were dump- our empire,
ster-izing flat after flat of sad, leggy, brown and bolting tomato plants, squash, there are plenty
peppers, herbs, and flowers. A lot of the higher-priced organic and heirloom of empty lots
stuff was left behind. I took as much as the old Subaru GL would hold. What and abandoned
I have discovered in the last few years is that throughout the Midwest (indeed, properties that
much of the country), huge numbers of plants get dumped, given away or sold can benefit from
for next to nothing sometime in the last part of June to first week of July. If some guerilla
timed properly, a pickup truck can be filled with blueberry bushes, roses, prairie “foodscaping”. If
plants, perennials, and lots and lots of vegetable plants for less than twenty you are manag-
bucks- often for nothing more than the price of gas. If you are a non-driver ing to hang on
and really hard-core, you can do it with a cargo bike, shopping cart, hand truck, to your suburban
wheelbarrow or travois. The keys to success are timing, speed, and a modicum dream-home, I’ll
of stealth. Despite bet you are ready
the fact that the to give up some
stuff is being jet- lawn mowing
tisoned, employ- and score some
ees, particularly fresh produce
middle managers, from right out-
can tend to flex- side your back
out on people door. After all,
who want their they don’t call Whole Foods “Whole Paycheck” for nothing.
trash. In most For those working in a very small plot, I suggest that you find a copy of John
cases, though, if Jeavons’ classic book “How to Grow More Vegetables Than You Ever Thought
you time your Possible on Less Land Than You Can Imagine.” This book is the bible of “com-
arrival properly, panion planting” or “bio-intensive techniques” and explains what kinds of plants
the peons who can share space, allowing you to double or triple your food production per
got exiled to square foot.
the sweltering Some issues have come up over the years of dumpster-diver gardening. Gar-
parking lot to den center plants are often hybrid varieties, non-organically raised in industrial
haul the stuff to facilities and after being stressed in poor growing conditions, they can carry
the dumpster are pests, fungi or plant diseases. You do need to know what to look for and what to
more than happy to have you lighten their load. pass up. Also, seeds from hybrid varieties, if saved, may not produce the same
A lot of people like to get their gardens in early and planting in July just plants next year. In some cases this can be fun- we have the weirdest assortment
seems contrary to the American puritan work-ethic. What kind of deadbeat of winter squash growing from years genetic roulette and cross-pollination.
plants a garden in July? This is one of those great situations where being lazy The bottom line is, dumpster-diver gardening is a great way to get into
pays off. Your neighbor the foodie-nazi paid 25 bucks for a few Green Zebra growing your own food. The risks are modest and the benefit is huge. Make the
tomato plants... you are hauling in a dozen of them for free. If you feel that you rounds and scope out the possibilities. Summer is still young- get out there and
start diving!
Robert Dana
1929 -2010
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