the reluctant dissident

(The Blob Alt . Scene 12 )
INT-DENNY PACE'S MIND- DAY
DENNY PACE ,his art studio ransacked .His mouth is taped shut and a canvas has been broken upon is head .He now wears the work of art he has done like a collar around his neck. Two GOONS,in caricature colorlessness sit on either side of DENNY ripping and burning DENNY'S sketches and writings which litter the small studio in ribbons of MGM overkill.
We ZOOM in on poor DENNY PACE's face past his" thick skin" and into DENNY's skull. next landing like a snowflake ,like a bio chip- on the warmth /into the weave of DENNY'S co-opted neural tissue.

                                                                               DENNY

i was supposed to "stay on track"

play some part..

the dissident artist...the malcontent...the degenerate..

it was all arrange.

every painting...DONE -specifically to "read' look how cwaaaazzzy I is.

of course to be honest..

I went along with it..

I didn't know what I was getting into..

                                                         I was to be the "Last Night at the Brain Thieves Ball"

                                                         sign post.

                                                         the "outsider" wacko...

but I was beginning to wise up.

realizing that name ,rank and serial numbers were being taken

of those who visited my sight

and name  ,bank and credit card number

of all who actually bought my "simulated sedition"

as after December 2000 my benefactor from the Memphis Ohio art council

told me a "storm was a' brewing" and I should "go anti American" for my next

showing...

upside down flags..

burning flags...and whatnot.

                                                   "why?," I asked

but I was given no answers just some art books

with paintings I was to study.

since I received money from the Memphis Ohio art council to literally exist.

in the later months ..small envelopes came in the mail with "catch phrases on them"

"Fear of Flags"..."This Land is Your Land"(accompanied by some cut out newspaper photos of poor people in a soup kitchens...)

NEXT...I was told to write ...

in a similar fashion.

and sent to LA by the memphis ohio art council

to learn how to write in dissident manner...

(this took years to learn)

                                             but it never occurred to the Memphis Oho art council

I might begin

writing about where these crazy ideas came from...

in one interview

'Oh ...yeah ,' i said," They told me to paint that picture about Abruidgraib....they actually did the first layer ..the under painting  and than just said "do your thing" over top.."

"How many paintings were given to you with underpaintings and iword to write on the finished work?"

"uuuuuuuuuh...I don't think i was supposed to mention this..can we ..sorta' just pretend I didn't say this" Like just write I was high on something..because I am...you know.."

the article the guy was writing never came out.

but yesterday he wrote me ..he still had the tape ..of me saying what I did..

and said ..

he has a funny feeling "the things I seem to write"

are also coming from another source..

worried.

I gave him my phone number..to try to iron this all out..

I didn't call the Memephis ArtCouncil figuring it best I handle this on my own

to sound sincere and relaxed I had a few drinks ..when he asked about the writings..the blogs

'yeah..I get these little books each month and my job is to write them with lots of mis-spellings...and I get paid like pretty good to do this..I type with one finger...or someintes two..but always have to look at the keys..the keys on the computer...and really never check what I am writing..It's just dictation really.."

"Thank you for being so honest " the reporter said

"sure,' I said,'I'm doing for a good reason...ya' know ..Or at least that's what they told me.."

"and what's that..the good reason?"

"uuuuh ..to catch dissidents...and degenerates and anti Americans who like my work..."I say

"and this doesn't bother you?" the reporter says.

"Let's forget I said anything .." i say,"remembering I should have said something else ...in one of the books..they gave me describing what I should say..to "Ruiners'..uuhh..can we just forget I said anything..I am on something...I battle substance abuse ...'

"you seem to have all your bases covered don't you..you take no responsibility for anything you write or draw " the reporter says.

"I think ..uh..that's because I'm supposed to say i am crazy...ill,mentally,in the head and all.."

"are you?" the reporter asks.

"no.." I say," but I am supposed to use that as an excuse..I think..wait..can you hold on..while I look it up....what I am supposed to say..you knda' caught me off guard here.."