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JERUSALEM (AP)--Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice on Sunday branded Zimbabwe's president a "disgrace" to Africa and expressed concern about whether the country held free and fair elections. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

KEVIN's PHOTOS!!!

"NEON"--Black & White Abstract Photography by KEVIN POSTUPACK will be on display at our fave COFFEE ON THE CORNER in beautiful downtown Staunton, Virginia beginning Monday, March 31 through Saturday, May 31st. This is the first time this series has been publicly displayed! (For a slideshow go to artisdangerous.com under "Photography".)

MONEY FOR NUTHIN'!

"That ain't workin'! That's the way to do it! Money for nuthin'!" So goes the line from the old Dire Straits song. In the news recently is the 20-something college dropout who founded "Facebook" and turned down an offer of one billion dollars from Yahoo for its purchase. Now what exactly is "Facebook" one must ask, other than a glorified bulletin board? The people who join it do all the work! They put up all the blurbs about how they like bagels but dislike croissants. They post all the photos from their latest vacation, photos that everyone on Earth is just dying to see! In fact, the entire contents of Facebook is provided by its members, yet somehow this entrepreneurial genius 20-something college dropout gets the one billion. Oh I forgot, he turned it down (as experts say it's worth at least ten!) My question is, and imagine this shouted through one of those 20 foot-long Alpine horns from a mountain top in the Swiss Alps, "HOW THE FUCK CAN SOMEONE MAKE A BILLION DOLLARS BY IN ESSENCE DOING NOTHING?!" In today's world, if you make an Internet template on which teenagers and college students can talk about last night's date then you are in line for a mega-bonanza. Yet as far as I know, no one ever asks, "What exactly have they created?", or rather, "Is Life really that good?" It certainly is for the two 20-somethings who made "Life is Good" t-shirts and other endless paraphernalia. Only in America can someone become multi-millionaires by marketing a completely banal, insipid, vacant catch-phrase and having the masses gobble it up. So I must pose the question: What does this do for you, those of you who proudly wear this ubiquitous slogan on your t-shirts? Does it announce to everyone that you are woefully out of touch with world events? Life is indeed not that good in most places. (Ever hear of Baghdad?) How 'bout life is good for a Mexican immigrant? For an African with AIDS? For a woman in the United States concerned about her reproductive rights? The list is endless. Or perhaps the "Life is Good" t-shirt is a testament to pure narcissism: "Who gives a shit about anyone else! For me, life is good!" To greed: "I made my million, and I deserve it, so life is good, goddamn it! (And fuck the lazy slackers!") To solipsism: "I am so self-absorbed as to be the center of my own universe, and as God looked out, so do I and say, 'Life is Good!'" These things make me wonder if Americans are perhaps the stupidest, most gullible (and egocentric) people on the planet. But maybe I'm just going about it the wrong way. Perhaps I should start my own Internet template. Call it "Life Sucks" where everyone bitches and moans about how shitty things are, and everyone will log on to everyone else's site to see who has it worse off than they do! Or perhaps I can call it "My Self-Indulgent Life with Lots of Crappy Boring Photos", and then I can just sit around and wait for Yahoo to make me an offer...

KRONOS Undercover...

KRONOS went undercover to Staunton's Adult Video Store to see what all the fuss was about and here is what we discovered. The door creaked ominously as we stepped inside onto a dirt floor with what looked like bones scattered here and there--although it's hard to see in the dim light, the place lit by a single burning torch. The walls from what we could make out were old stone with rusted chains hanging from them like one would find in a dungeon. And in fact, screaming was heard at times coming from the back room, leading us to believe that human sacrifices might be taking place. There were countless monoliths positioned around the dirt floor like a kind of Stonehenge; giant phalluses hewn from rock, some 5 or 6 feet high, with pentagrams carved into them. In the background, what sounded like medieval chanting (along with the screaming). In one corner, a group of five or six half-naked lesbians were gathered in a circle around a goat, all holding what looked like daggers (except for the goat). The smell in the air was thick, acrid, impenetrable--of burning incense, blood, decaying flesh, napalm, and what smelled like a Subway meatball sandwich. On the counter were dusty leather-bound books. Upon closer inspection we saw the Kabbala, the Koran, the Communist Manifesto, the Utne Reader (and most surprisingly an "Art Is Dangerous" bumper sticker!). The man behind the counter was a hunchback, his body covered with leprous sores, his voice a primal, almost unintelligible grunt. It was at this point that we wondered if we'd indeed make it out of there alive, and at that moment a deafening sound crushed our ears, what could only be described as Marilyn Manson meets a bulldozer, and we fled for our lives!

So there you have it, our unbiased account of our time spent in what might be the unholiest place on earth...

KRONOS ROCKS AGAIN!!!

They're young, they rock, and they might just be the next NIRVANA!

"ATTRACTIVISM"

Our fair city had a renowned luminary from the art world last night--Janine Antoni, an artist from New York City. She brought with her some really prestigious awards (which was why the local college brought her here in the first place). Aside from painting with her head (as the poster below attests) she also does artwork with lots of other body parts as well. As to whether the resulting artwork is any good or not is another story. (But did I mention she has those prestigious awards?) She also has a derriere that is reminiscent of Catherine Zeta-Jones in the trailer for that awful movie "Entrapment". In fact, if we could pan up the poster below we would see all the people behind her staring intently at her butt. But like all good artists she doesn't want to be pigeon-holed, so in a more recent piece she lies naked in a bathtub, all attractive and slim, while nearby cows walk around, ruminate, and occasionally stop by for a drink of her bath water. This raises several questions. One, how exactly is this art? And two, would she still get these really prestigious awards and exclusive NYC gallery representation if she were fat and unattractive? I submit that Janine Antoni is the founder of a new school of modern art--"Attractivism"--where one can do whatever pops into their heads as long as they look really hot while doing it! After all, the process is what it's about, and who wouldn't want to see some slim hot naked babe lying in a bathtub or gyrating around the floor in a black skin-tight cat suit!

KRONOS HATES WAR (2)!!!

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"FLAG"--kevin postupack

22"x28 1/2" Drywall, spackle, acrylic, oil can on canvas board.