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Robson Palermo, Brazilian Bullrider awaits his turn in the ring at the Calgary Stampede, 2011. Just returned from 3 whirlwind days shooting the event, and much photo/videos to come.

Empty’s Theme Park: Reflections On The Vancouver Riot

Photo: foxtongue

“Tell me will I dream?
And tell me will it be serene?
Or tell me will I stay
With my feet in exactly the same place?”

- Matthew Good, Empty’s Theme Park

I held off commenting directly on the Vancouver riots for some time, as I needed to formulate my thoughts. I didn’t want to succumb to the obvious sense of disgust and hatred towards these destructive hooligans, without reflecting on the type of society that pushes these acts to occur.

After all, we don’t live in a vacuum. Drunk, malicious hockey fans don’t wander out of the forest, before disappearing into the night. While many of them did not live directly in the city of Vancouver, they certainly came from the same culture.

An editorial in the Georgia Strait sums it up perfectly:

We can’t just blame a few “bad apples.” This riot didn’t happen on its own. Society as a whole ensured that it was the only outcome, starting with the assumption that our over-amped if not war-like passion for something as inconsequential as a hockey game is appropriate to begin with, let alone officially sanctioned. But hey, it’s a fucking goldmine for advertisers and a hell of a vacuum to suck in a growing population of bored, distracted, disassociated, and quietly despairing Lower Mainlanders marinated in the hegemony of cheap sensation, and governed by institutions hostile to art, truth, and beauty. It’s a problem that, as always, starts at the very top.

Reading this piece I was struck by how it reminded me of Tyler Durden’s devastating critique of consumerist society, in the film Fight Club:

“We’re the middle children of history…. no purpose or place. We have no Great War, no Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives.” – Tyler Durden, Fight Club

The day after the riots, a photo comparing the various “reasons for rioting” began circulating the web. It compared the social unrest in Egypt, fueled by a populace fed up with dictatorship, against the senseless violence of largely suburban kids, protesting…what? The loss of the Stanely Cup? A trigger but not the reason.

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Letter To Shane and Josh


Photo: decade_null

511 days in detainment. 511 days in a cell, in the thin light of prison, footsteps echoing up and down the halls. I read your story, and your history. We’re almost the same age.

Shane, I am a photographer and filmmaker, just like you. I have traveled to foreign cities, found myself in strange circumstances, and thankfully, left with my freedom.

But perhaps, what if one of those times it turned out differently? What if I woke up, on a grey morning, with bars in front of my eyes? What if freedom became a memory? I realize, it could have been me. It could have been me.

You are serving time for all of our sins. All the suffering we impose on ourselves and others. All of the prisoners languishing in solitude. In a different world, one that I know you both imagine, strangers could meet one another without fear. I believe one day this world will come.

Until then, I think of you both.

www.freethehikers.org

All The Ladies Of The World, And Other Media Mentions

Last weekend, Sean and I scheduled a photo shoot with the talented Nordica Photography.

With the impending release of the One Week Job book and doc, we felt it necessary to get professional photos done for journalists and bloggers to write about our story. (The previous photos are almost 2 years out of date now).

In a mind-bending bit of post-modern filmmaking, I shot the photographers as they shot us:

Also, the past week I inadvertently managed to appear in a variety of other news stories: from my Survivor mention in TV Week, to my thoughts on high-tech stress in The Province.

And finally, myself (or more accurately, my beard) were featured in a hilarious post for SoSauce ‘Adventures of Bearded Travelers.