Monthly Archives: March 2009

Normal Bob Smith gallery art show in Williamsburg Thursday

This Thursday (Mar. 26th) I will be having a showing of my art at the 99 South 6th Street Gallery in Williamsburg. It will be a joint art show with Fred Herbert Simon. I will be displaying prints of both digital, and pen & ink. There will be blasphemy, Sheeples, freaks, Jesus Christ, and of course graphic displays of my Satan fetish on display.
Come join me in my very first art show, as well as the opening of the 99 South 6th Street Gallery!


Date:
Mar 26th, 09

Time:
7:30p to 9:00p

Location:
Williamsburg

Street:
99 South 6th Street (btwn Bedford & Berry) Brooklyn, NY

Train Stop:
JMZ Marcy stop, then walk down 6th towards river past Bedford.

Arizona blog

So, I am at ASU and really having a good time. It’s been super freaking hot, especially considering they had snow yesterday morning back at home. And even more so if you’re the one dressed up in full red devil make-up and a tuxedo.

When I think about it there’s really been a lot accomplished this week. I’ve been getting tons of footage of the campus preachers and the craziness that abounds when they get to the square. They set up right in front of the atheist booth… or is it the atheists who set up across from them? I got the most amazing footage of a preacher fight! No kicking or punching, but about 8 minutes of verbal bitch slapping between two fundie preachers that’s just priceless. And I have to admit the students here do a fine job on their own handling the never ending onslaught of wacky preachiness, and don’t need my help at all in putting them all back in their place. Yeah, there’s lots of footage I need to go through, and I;ll be posting it in the days and weeks to come. You’ll love it.

We also had a couple showings of Bob Smith, USA. One at the Anarchist’s Library and the other on campus. The one night before last on campus with most of the club members was the most enjoyable for me. Everyone was excited to see it, there was lots of friendly story telling before and after the film, and the accommodations were exquisite! It was an extremely nostalgic viewing of it for me. I’m sure that had everything to do with the fact that the first time I ever saw the movie it was in a theater almost identical to the one we were in. It was a luxurious viewing room with sofa seats, mood lighting, and at that time,  the director, a bunch of fancy industry big wigs, and an extremely hot/crazy girlfriend. Oh, the memories.

On Wednesday not only did I have a wonderful photoshoot with Broken Image Photography in downtown Phoenix, but I also finally got to meet Super Chic Rix who drove up for the shoot and drinks afterwards! She’s so unbelievably hot and sweet, and I’ll soon be reposting her in Super Chics in all her glory. RIx, me and Melenie (the girl who’s letting me sleep on her sofabed) all went out and had some of the best burgers ever and, later, some beers at Monkey Pants. I have the most unbelievable picture of me looking like the biggest fuckin’ pimp in Arizona… no offense to the lovely ladies!

Last night the Freethought Group has a kind of “town meeting” that included not only everyone from the group but also the preacher Brother Jed (brojed.com) and his family, and several others from their side of the fence. Brother Jed gave a speech explaining why he thought believing in his god fit squarely with reason. Then I gave a speech (which is not my specialty) and there was Q&A afterwards. I was told later that I said something that made some of the group cringe. During my Q&A I was asked by someone from the religious half of the room how believing the universe came from nothing is any more reasonable than believing it was created by a Supreme Being. In my response I stated that it seemed obvious that a magical wizard coming from nothing was far more unreasonable than a pebble coming from nothing (or something to that extent). I realize now looking back why that would make the group cringe, and it didn’t come out like I meant. Part of me knows not to ever make any claim or statement in answer to “how did we come from nothing?” question. Needless to say, I was a bit embarrassed that I’d made them wince, and I don’t want to make that mistake again.

Anyhow, tonight they’re having an “Unholy Army” party that I’m looking forward to. I wonder if there’s anything I can do or bring that’d show them all how much I appreciate this whole experience? I’ll have to think.

I’m in Arizona, ASU Campus, all this week!

I am in Phoenix AZ, at ASU campus all week with the film, a Super Chic, my friends, some anarchists, and my tux & horns! Last night we had an impromptu showing of “Bob Smith, USA” at the Anarchist’s Library, and today I’ll be heading over to the Atheist Booth to hang with the kids and spread my anti-God nonsense to the passers-by. I’m tellin’ ya, if you’re in the area stay keen on the event schedule. It’s being updated daily! I hope to see you!

March 14th, 2009 – I’m headed to Arizona State University!

If you didn’t get the news already, I’m going to be at ASU next week! The 17th through to the 21st, and we’ll be showing Bob Smith USA, hanging out on campus at the Freethought table, partying and pranking ’til the end of the week! If you’re in or around Pheonix you should definitely come on down for one or more of the events. There’s going to be a lot of fun to be had, some of which won’t be listed until that day, so keep tuned in to the tour page which I’ll be updating every day I’m there. I can’t wait to see you there!

The Useful Tool of Mockery

Yesterday was the first good weather day to really hang at Union Square, and everyone knew it. They were all out. The crazies & college students waving “FREE HUGS” signs, skateboarders, musicians, junkies, drunks, and I even saw Richard Edson there. And of course the first beautiful day of the year wouldn’t be complete without a street preacher yelling about the damnation & insignificance of us all.

I’d seen him before, about 2 years ago appearing from the crowd, then absorbed by another group of loud mouth fundies. But this time it seems he worked up the courage to take on the crowd all by himself on this lovely afternoon.

As I’m sitting there watching him carry on, the crowd is slowly but surely turning against him. One group sitting on the steps starts heckling, then another group is dancing around him with “FREE HUGS” signs, teasing him with unlimited hug offers, while even another group who were sitting listening to hippies on guitars turn it into a “Praise Satan” circle. And the preacher just kept on preaching.

Bible in hand he preached about how because you have to teach children NOT to sin, that’s evidence we’re born evil, and how God wishes everyone could go to heaven but “would you invite someone to your home who didn’t love you?” and on and on and on and on while I videotaped.

Then this girl who’d been sitting next to me the whole time says to me, “I think it’s funny how all these people who are talking about ‘free hugs’ and ‘loving everyone’ are being so hateful to this guy.”

“Well, first of all,” I replied, “No one’s being hateful here. No one’s trying to take swings at him, or screaming ‘Get outta here you f***ing f***!!’ They’re all just making fun and bustin his balls.”

“Yeah true, but you know what I mean. All these kids are all back there hugging everyone and saying how much we all need to love each other, and this is how they’re treating him. It’s just funny to see them say one thing and do another.”

“I don’t think I heard anyone back there saying ‘love everyone.’ They’re just giving away free hugs.” I couldn’t believe I was defending the “free hugs’ kids. “And what they’re doing isn’t hate. They’re just bustin’ his balls New York style. This is Union Square. It has a history for exactly what’s going on here.”

“I know. I’ve lived here all my life.” She retorted. “But aren’t all these people supposed to be about free speech? They’re not even letting him talk.”

“They’re doing exaclty what people should be doing to someone who’s standing on the streetcorner yelling crazily. It’s no different than if he were standing there yelling how martians beamed him up into their ship and he’s warning us of their iminant attack. I’d even say that he’s the one who’s ideas are… I wouldn’t say ‘hateful’… but inhumane.”

I could tell she wasn’t into any of what I was saying. She didn’t respond to me, then a few minutes later she got up and left.

I understand where she was coming from, but I couldn’t help but imagine that after several more minutes of watching all that was going on she saw the “craziness” of his beliefs reflected in her own. Hell, that was one of the first dominos in my conversion to reason.

The Useful Tool of Mockery.
Here’s the video I shot of everything….

Mar. 5th, 2009… 400 Pages of Hate Mail!

Page 400 of hate mail is here! I knew we’d make it one day, and it only took just under 10 years to do it! And it’s extra special, featuring complaints from South Africa, with a dramatic, poetic ending. And as a special treat, listen to some of the neat phone messages I’ve received about Jesus Dressup and where I can stick it.

It’s been a fun 400, and I know there’s another 400 yet to come, whether I like it or not.