From: "Raven Mack" <raven1@confederatemack.com
To: <dougmoon@dougmoon.com
Subject: the 23 questions thing
Date: Sun, 5 May 2002 00:50:08 -0400
Hey Doug, thanks. I really enjoy your site. I'll plug it heartily. Be
sure to poke around and make sure you're down with my site. We're not
racists,
but we're not real sensible either. Thanks though. Below is the
standard
question thing...
23
Questions With The Semi-Famous
Don't' take the semi-famous thing as
an insult, or a compliment. But
do the questions. Anything below in parenthesis will not appear in the
final
version, everything else will. Take your time. Make light of the whole
thing,
or be serious. Whatever's most important to you, or whatever. Please
feel
free to go into detail on questions. Or don't. Again, whatever feels
comfortable.)
Where were you born, and where do you
live now?
I was born in Trenton, New Jersey. I live in West Hollywood,
California
- a suburb of Los Angeles.
What does your mom refer to you by?
She calls me Doug, or the slightly formal Douglas.
I've got this belief that most oddball
creative individuals fall under
the influence of a "crazy uncle", in other words a close family member
who
can corrupt you without actually having to live with the madness he
creates.
Who was the crazy uncle in your life?
I was never inspired by family members as the oldest child looking for
better
off. Neighbors and friends charmed me far more as more to show for it.
I
had what I had in family.
(Answer this however you want, it's a
dumbass thing just meant to be
wide open for however you want to answer it.) Who's the man?
The man for me is many individuals doing regular everyday things with
finesse
and a ton of class - never focusing on one individual. The man comes
and
goes back to it. See me.
The perfect woman. What is she fixing
you for dinner right now?
The perfect woman is fixing herself dinner and maybe I eat. A few
things
- I am gay and see no woman as I see manhood. People who provide food
for
me are graced but not particularly worthy of such. I eat to live and
live
to do. Who helps me do? The perfect woman, as such, helps me do but
only
in such and in kind. We help each other to a better place.
What two people have been the biggest
influence on what you do?
This sounds corny, but I look to many people and take from wherever
good
is found as loving the right answer at the right time. One such
influence
was a neighbor that kept the house spotless with little treasured and
another
known for hospitality to children. Others skilled in conventional
matters
thrill me. I can't really name an honest do in truth. Onward from there
and
up.
At what moment did you most feel like
a success at what you are doing?
A few years ago, I sat back and realized that I loved who I was to
myself
and others. I knew special in me. Leave it at that.
What makes someone a "sell-out"?
A sell-out acts in the interest of others forgoing their own feelings
on
things. A sell-out is but an appendage to another and is not worth
speaking
of.
Ideally, if you could just chill and
not have a job or bills or any of
that shit, where would you settle down at, and why?
I would live where I'm living comfortably and engage in the arts
routinely.
I'd own a record store, a lounge, a dance club, and a party zone for
filth
ensues. I am nothing but cordial always and people love being aroudn
me.
We are never boring, but gay catty to one another.
If the World was ending tomorrow, who
would you kick it with tonight?
I'd probably be high and not caring at all. I'm into destiny and as
such
never plan an 'end of the world' catered affair. I insult the past and
the
future by buying in not. So what to you - I do as I always do. What do
you
want? A reaction? Die like a man lives.
What three songs should they play at
your funeral?
Those songs haven't been written yet. Another thing I never plan
is my own
funeral. Talk about living for others - you can't even rest in death,
can
you? My funeral is quiet, small, solemn, and bare. I was no one to you
or
anyone else and like it that way. My being is owned by me. You see
this.
What book is your Bible? And you can't
pick the Bible.
Any book of practical knowledge. I like doing, not saying. A book that
helps
me do anything technical is but my friend. I learn to know and you help
me
with this to be my bible.
Who, in your opinion, is the most evil
person alive on the planet today?
In terms of truest evil that would be me (seriously). The truest evil
has
no bounds for cruelty and harm for you. Your evil suggests playmate and
I
have none. Bad is more to your liking, but bad only hurts people. My
evil
saw you long ago and likes you anyway. Other than that, I nominate the
Snuggle
bear (of laundry softener fame) for knowing who he is too well. That
creature
is purely evil falling from heavenly grace to your known and seen.
What scares you more than anything
else?
The known world. I cherish the world and its frights for making me
special
to people. The world evidences the highest measure of cruelty to people
and
I love it for scaring me straight too. We were never meant to live so
good.
What's your favorite t-shirt, and how
often do you wear it?
My favorite t-shirt declares me a supporter of UCLA in white and blue.
It
is both youth and confusion served up to the little mind afoot.
Anything
ante-statement (against and for) is my personal treasure.
What would you get tattooed across
your fingers if you were getting a
LOVE/HATE type tattoo?
A tattoo across my fingers? It would have to be mystic (known to us)
and
cryptic (buried within somewhere). I don't believe in communicating to
people
in tattoo. I have nothing to say, but much to suggest in this and
perhaps
that. Favorite question: What do you see? to annex that.
If you could be a character from a
movie for a day, who would it be,
and why?
It would be Pinhead from "Hellraiser". Pinhead always commands respect
and
never leaves you wanting for a better line. He is me.
What's your favorite beer, and what
beer have you probably drank the
most of in your life?
I like Miller Lite for no good reason other than goodwill and good
sales
respect. Take me - I'm yours.
What's the worst thing that ever
happened to you while you were drugged
up or drunk?
The worst episode came on behalf of masked heroin snorted and I nearly
blacked
out with nausea and disrespect. I hate that shit forever and hope it
sails
on. I've done much as not particularly flattering and find it all
routine
and necessary for lifebeing. We live to foible - I'm sure of it.
(Don't be an asshole; just admit
something that ain't cool about yourself.)
What's your guilty pleasure?
I'm intolerant of people and their needs around me. A guilty pleasure?
I
fear no shame and have no mercy towards you in pursuit of anything.
Take
what you can and leave the rest for others to wonder about.
What do you think of the Confederate
Mack website or zine?
I like the stance - never forget us here - but owe you so much more in
terms
of knowing. We see you otherwise and care for you too.
Fuck all these stupid assed questions.
What should I be asking you, and
what's the answer?
Who am I really? God Incarnate. See this to be with. It's real and
delivered
good.
Wrap up everything you believe in one
sentence.
We live to see the future unfold, not the past. Be a part of my future
or
see the past around you waiting to die as you die too. I'm in this for
fun.
How 'bout you? See it to me.
Thanks.
Thanks to you too - I like the opportunity to say me.
Doug Moon