Note: It’s important for readers to look at “For Talent Agencies and Talent” (and the links provided therein) prior to reading this challenging piece. Also, please know that you can come along on this proposed ride just for the laughs. You don’t have to care one way or the other about large societal issues like I do.

Like 5 Rapid to the Gut
Dedicated to Jake Byrd and Mitch Hedberg
by The Ox

“Anybody can make history. Only a great man can write it.” — Oscar Wilde (who is not known among the general public for his severely serious societal side)

“Anybody can make a buck or steal a buck, but to fuck a buck-hoarding bastard in this too real life, that’d be… writing history if you and me could end up with some loose change from it all.” — Mitch Hedberg to the author, not so very long before he overdosed from demons related to dinero denial

“Darling my frustration it gets me, its gets me where it hurts the most,
Like five rapid to the gut it not so easy to see.” — the opening of Paolo Nutini’s No Other Way

I have a great way to get people out of their resignation, burst their atomization and cynicism at the same time. Not everyone. But enough citizens to make a difference. To stop our horrid societal momentum, and — simultaneously — have the hugest of laughs, ongoing belly fun in the fraudulent electoral arena… transforming it, and all associated with it that’s most negative.

Through fun, it’s the only way,… or we’re done. No other way remains. [I am writing here to underscore that we must go through the back door, that we cannot expect to make this a better world by appealing to others in terms of intensity and morality. That became obsolete long before the building of the first cell tower.]

The Grand Joke:

We begin, like Mitch Hedberg once recommended to me, by having people think that what we’re doing is a joke. A grand joke. From there we build solidarity on entertainment and escape, but then have the whole kit and kaboodle culminate in putting ourselves into a position of power… whereby — if we want to try to patch up the sinking Titanic (or at least salvage a few extra row boats) we’ll be holding a very valuable megaphone for motivating others.

Why the title of this piece? I’m working virtually alone on this project* to corral Jimmy Kimmel into a gubernatorial fun run in California, and I keep getting five shots to the gut in rapid succession like a boxer on the ropes. But there’s another reason.

*That said, I do have the imprimaturs of many high profile figures worldwide.

I have a very odd vision that keeps recurring. I’ve been working on this project 24×8 for over a year now (albeit in a different form), and my new comedic twist has been begging for a singular website treatment, a presentation which will do justice to this attempt to wed comedy to concerns about social injustice, etc.

I don’t want to give away the whole shebang prematurely, but I ask you to use your imagination for a moment, using http://www.last.fm/music/Paolo+Nutini/_/No+Other+Way as a point of departure.

SPECIAL NOTE OF MENTAL PREP: Keep in mind, if you will, that violence — in one form or another — dominates politics in the dominant culture. I can elaborate on that, if you like, but — for the moment — I’ll presume that you know what I’m talking about. [Pause.] Well, my idea is to play against violence with the only two cards that are capable of turning the trick. That is, to embrace what’s sexy (enveloped by comedy) to go up against the appeal the politicians wield with their painful talk and intense attitude, their abrasive, humiliating stance against the immiserated, their ignorance concerning collective survival issues.

That’s getting kind of heavy… so let me get lighter now by spelling out how I see the website alluded to above opening up.

Play the Paolo link provided (for “No Other Way”)… and once you get past the sexy Otis Redding boom whack whack thump… imagine a shot of, say, Ronald Reagan coming up in the upper-left-hand corner on a darkened screen when the word frustration is sung, followed by its fading as an image of Schwarzenneger emerges (adjacent to the vacated Reagan space) on the cue where it hurts the most. Then, as I hope i’m still the kind of guy your needed for a fool rings out Arnold’s visage fades, and Jimmy Kimmel’s face comes up in the center of the screen. [The strange counterpoint is quite intentional.]

The other comedians (or whoever) joining Jimmy on the Lost Comedy Party ticket (or whatever)… their images would start popping up as the song proceeded. That’s where you (or someone you recommend) enters the picture perhaps. [Jimmy does not necessarily have to be the fulcrum for all this.]

[Pause.]

I’ve got a shitload of detail to put on the table for your consideration. [Funny, how the spell check didn't put a wiggly red line under shitload.] Your feedback on the above and more is greatly desired, needed. Possibly, your participation on the ticket will be appropriate.

Tell ‘ya what, you get me in touch with Jake Byrd (or someone comparable) and we’ll create a watershed in history together.

Contact Richard Martin Oxman at 831-688-8038 at any hour or email tosca.2010[at]yahoo.com.