Guy Fawkes is giving you the pixel…
how rude!
Or perhaps he’s just handing you a couple exclamation points. If you’re a half full kinda person.
“Anarchy didn’t feed you, Mom fed you. Anarchy was at the pub doing Miss Nesbitt.”
Mind you, too much collaboration and then you’ve got Canada’s very own Private Men’s Polo Club.  Pride does not even begin to describe the word I am not thinking. Enter Spartacus!
Spartacus Books 684 East Hastings Street Vancouver, Coast Salish Territory, BC is a non-profit volunteer run resource centre/bookstore running since 1973. Their last perhaps more central but less accessible digs burned in 2004 due to an alley dumpster fire, where that huge  gap between Dressew and the Glass/Mind blowing Clinic  is.  Now reopened since  2008 in the Heatley Block on East Hastings, across from the seriously over-priced Union Gospel mission thrift store.Â
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Spartacus champions  topics such as Anarchy, Race and Society, Community Organizing, Gender, Queer studies, Feminism, Radical Theory, First Nations, Prisons, Poetry and fiction, DIY, Ecology, Literary Criticism, Art and History. Hence they’ve been under surveillance by the Vancouver Integrated Security Unit. I asked politely if I could take pictures, and they laughed and said I could bring my scanner next time. A real secretive bunch.
Louise Olivereau anti-war activist  (1884-1963)Â
 
A great selection of  rare Zines as well. visit the Spartacus bookstore online. 684 East Hastings St. Vancouver
 
Spartacus was an escaped Gladiator slave who most famously led other slaves to battle in the Third Servile War (73-71 BC)- the last in a series of rebel slave uprisings against the Roman Republic. With mixed results.”La lutte continue.”
many thanks to the helpful volunteer staff!
The Cambie toilet review: the New Lane Of Thrones satisfies
By the wink in her eye I assume she is saying that it’s okay to take a dump here. I hope I am not getting mixed messages because the other message would be totally gross and I’m not that GGG at this point of my emotional evolution.
I must also assert that I only went in for a number one and a hand wash and yes, your mind is filthy, but we move on.  The look: mid 2000’s Earls  with a nod to early Victorian Bathhouse. Which is practical.  My first  concern was that the large chrome Mono-Piddle trough sprayed back with too much water pressure all over my boot-clogs. If I had been wearing hemp khaki loafers I would have been completely frakked. My second frustration was that the tap for the hand-wash trough was extremely hard to figure out sober. You kinda had to hit it at an odd angle which, while not intoxicated, would be easy as pie, but in the state I was, it left me angry and frustrated. My Ninja abilities were somehow diminished and I was furious.
Overall, pretty awesome, compared to the former digs where you had to pretend you were Nikita hiding from an assassin in a bus terminal euro-stall, not touching the floor or nothin, without enough space to clutch up the abdomen power to squeeze a proper B.M. It’s how the micromini-skirt got invented. Definite improvement, and congratulations to the Cambie !
Stan Douglas’ High Art: “It’s about Public space and who controls it.”
What came first? The Hippie or the smack-down? This giant installation launched January 2010 in the Woodward’s complex by Stan Douglas first began back in 1971 when Vancouver’s police chief got  “reports” of long-hairs & degenerates throwing stones through windows. Gastown was slowly becoming residential,  squatting being de rigeur. Smoke-ins at Water and Carral St. began in effort to legalize pakalolo. After the clomp and stomp and the broo ha-ha recreated below in this commision by Vancouver artist Stan Douglas, the area was deemed a commercial zone. Gastown became Ghetto-fabulous soon thereafter.
Stan Douglas : “If this neighbourhood had been allowed to have a mixed-use designation, with people living there, I believe it would have a very different character.”
Flash forward 2012 and man, it certainly does! Now you can can get yer lambchops butchered old-school  by a young man in a tam and a canvas apron! Never even mind the free peeks at ye olde handle-bar moustache. This is condo living at its’ finest! I picked up brass submarine parts and an old rusty bucket that is going to look so seaworthy above the gas-fire mantle.  Then there’s Meat and Bread who, shockingly enough sell bread and meat. I’m calling my pop-up store  Cha-Ching!  To cut to the chase. You can sit there with your sammich and watch local artists push their kinetic wheeled metal scupltures around filled with repurposed glass and aluminum tubes, performing beat poetry for free!  Kinda makes you wonder what all the fuss was about, huh? You know what? Dammit…I think I left my iphone at the drift-wood store.
read from the georgia straight article I got the quotes from here .
see images from the 1971 Gastown riot here
images: “Abbot and Cordova, 7 August 1971” by Stan Douglas.
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Hoodies as lethal as Chicken Pink Slime
Geraldo’s back-peddling moustache is currently powering Fox’s fifth floor shredder. #makingadifference . Well you know what they say about men with creepy un-stylish moustaches who roll in white windowless vans? Â ICE-CREAM!
This photo refers to the Vancouver artist Mad Dog. Using leather, brass hardware, Baby-doll parts, mannequins and bits of taxidermy his assemblages take on creepy personalities of their own. His pieces can often be seen at THE FALL Tattoo and Art Gallery Downtown Vancouver
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