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by Joan Baez
A Day Without a
Mexican, Illustrated Screenplay & Screencap Gallery, directed by Sergio
Arau
The Diary of Frida
Kahlo, by Frida Kahlo
The Underdogs, by
Mariano Azuela
Hey Dude, Where's
My Silver Mines?, by Charles Carreon
Crank, Crap & Cruelty, Eric Schlosser's Fast Food Nation, by Charles
Carreon
My Art, My Life
-- An Autobiography of Diego Rivera with Gladys March
American Fight Songs, by
Charles Carreon
Charles Carreon, The Arizona Kid
A
Mexican Fourth of July, by Charles Carreon
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"Angleton would come into Allen's office first thing in the
morning and report what his bugs had picked up the night
before. He used to delight Allen with stories of what
happened at people's dinner parties. One house he bugged
was Mrs. Dwight Davis. Her husband had been Secretary of War
in the Coolidge cabinet. In the early 1950s she was a
much-sought-after Washington hostess, a dowager lady who
had senators and cabinet members to her table. Jim used to
come into Allen's office and Allen would say, 'How's the
fishing?' And Jim would say, 'Well, I got a few nibbles last
night.' It was all done in the guise of fishing talk."
Molehunt -- The Secret Search
for Traitors that Shattered the CIA, by David Wise |
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Richard
Farina: Folk singer and novelist, a close friend of Thomas
Pynchon. Married Mimi Baez, sister of Joan Baez - to the
national security state born. Joan Baez wrote in her
autobiography, And a Voice to Sing With (Signet, 1987), that
when she was a young girl, "most of the bright young
Stanford scientists went off to Los Alamos, New Mexico,
where the atomic bomb was being developed. My father
recognized the potential destructive power of the unleashed
atom even in those early days. So he took a job as a
research physicist at Cornell University in Ithaca, New
York." Cornell was the home base of the CIA's mind control
experiments, and Joan Baez a self-described survivor of
ritual child abuse, which employs a form of mind control,
trauma-based programming. "Soon my father was invited to
become Head of Operations Research at Cornell. Exactly what
the job entailed was classified information, but he was
offered a three-week cruise on an aircraft carrier as an
introduction to the project and promised a huge salary. As
it turned out, he would be overseeing Project Portrex, a
vast amphibious exercise which among other things involved
testing fighter jets, then a relatively new phenomenon.
Millions of dollars would be poured into the project, about
which he was to know little and say less." Farina, who had
married into a national security family, was killed in a
motorcycle crash.
Alex
Constantine, CIA Killings of American and British Rock
Musicians |
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"Joan
Baez was born on Staten Island to a family of Mexican,
English and Scottish descent. The family converted to
Quakerism during her early childhood. Her father Albert
Baez, a physicist (co-inventor of the x-ray microscope and
author of one of the most widely used physics textbooks in
the U.S.), refused to work on the "Manhattan Project" to
build an atomic bomb at Los Alamos, a decision which had a
profound effect on young Joan; he also refused lucrative
defense industry jobs during the height of the Cold War.
The
family was forced to move frequently because of Albert
Baez's work, living in different towns across the United
States, as well as in France, Switzerland, Italy, and the
Middle East, including Iraq, where they stayed in 1951.
Joan, at the time only ten years old, was deeply influenced
by the poverty and inhumane treatment suffered by the local
population in Baghdad. While there, she saw animals and
people beaten to death, and legless children dragging
themselves down filthy streets begging for money. She later
wrote that she felt a certain affinity with the beggars in
the streets, and that Baghdad and the suffering of its
people became a "part" of her.
In
1956, Baez first heard a young Martin Luther King, Jr speak
about nonviolence, civil rights and social change, and the
speech brought tears to her eyes. Several years later, the
two became friends, later marching and demonstrating
together on numerous occasions. That same year, Baez also
bought her first guitar and began entertaining her fellow
students at school by singing and playing. It was her only
means of making friends, as she was alienated both from the
Mexican students because she did not speak Spanish, and from
the white students on account of her darker skin and Mexican
last name and heritage.
In
1957, at age 16, Joan committed her first act of civil
disobedience by refusing to leave her Palo Alto Senior High
School classroom in northern California for an air-raid
drill. After the bells rang, students were to leave the
school, make their way to their home air-raid shelters, and
pretend they were surviving an atomic blast. Protesting what
she believed to be misleading government propaganda, Baez
refused to leave her seat when instructed and continued
reading a book. For this act she was punished by school
officials, and was ostracized by the local population for
being a supposed "communist infiltrator".
That
same year, for 50 dollars, Baez bought her first Gibson
guitar. At her aunt's behest, Baez attended a concert by the
"daddy of folk music," Pete Seeger and soon began practicing
the songs of his repertoire and performing them publicly.
She also began teaching herself the ukulele, and before long
began singing for her classmates."
Joan Baez, Early Life & Political Influences, by Wikipedia |
Click here to play "Fishing,"
sung by
Joan Baez
Please have a
seat. Sorry I'm late.
I know how long you've had to wait.
I did not forget your documents
No time to waste, why not begin?
Here's how it works, I've got these faces
You give them names, I won't deport you
Make sure you face my tape recorder
Make no mistake,
this fountain pen
Could put you on a plane by ten
And by the way, your next of kin
I know which house she's hiding in
So now that you know whose skin you're saving
In this photograph, who's this one waving?
I think you know, so speak up, amigo
It says here by trade you were a fisherman
Well I'll bet you Indians can really reel them in
If you get the chance
You should try to get up to Lake Michigan
Well maybe, but then again, anyway...
Where were we
then? Is he your friend?
Well I recommend that you look again
Where does he stay? What is his name?
There is no shame. He'd do the same
So what do you say? I don't have all day
It's up to you. Which will it be
Good citizen, or poor campesino?
My dad used to
rent us this place in Ontario
He showed us how to cast the line and tie the flies
He used to say God rewards us for letting the small ones go
Maybe, but I don't know
Anyway, it's easy to bite. You can't snap a line.
You just take the bait, you can't fight the hook
Hurts less if you don't try to dive
Senor, as you know
I was a fisherman
How full the nets came in
We hauled them up by hand
But when we fled, I left them just out past the coral reefs
They're waiting there for me
Running deep
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