The Noir in the War on Christmas: Noël Noir @ YBCA

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David Wojnarowicz by Peter Hujar

You have probably heard that the Smithsonian Institution’s National Portrait Gallery recently ejected from its premises David Wojnarowicz’s video installation, A Fire in My Belly. The work was part of the museum’s “Hide/Seek: Difference and Desire in American Portraiture,” reported to be the first major museum exhibition addressing gay and lesbian identity in the arts.

‘Tis the season, in other words, for another right-wing attack on a piece of artwork by a gay artist depicting Jesus. This one reportedly depicts Jesus at one point with ants crawling over him and is otherwise described in the museum’s catalog (not inaccurately) as “homoerotic.”

Seriously, where’s the sport in this? It’s like crucifying fish in a barrel. The real value for the Republican leadership and attendant blowhards is, of course, in the distraction all their righteous umbrage affords from the real obscenities well underway this holiday season. Yeah, merry fucking Christmas to you too.

To the extent this blatant act of censorship does call attention to the video piece by the late artist-activist Wojnarowicz (who died in 1992), it’s good to see it will be given pride of place tonight at Yerba Buena Center for the Arts’ alternative Christmas party cum fundraiser, Noël Noir. YBCA recently announced A Fire in My Belly will replace the previously slated midnight “surprise” movie, and play on continuous loop from 11 p.m. to 2 a.m.

Noël Noir

Fri/10, 9 p.m.-2 a.m., $25

Yerba Buena Center for the Arts

701 Mission, SF

www.noelnoir2010.com

 

 

Comments

On December 24, 2010 - Christmas Eve to be precise - we Progressives are planning a violent, nationwide, revolutionary uprising against Christmas.

[Cue the jingle bells]

'Twas the night before Christmas and all 'round the place
Them Liberals was planin' to attack us with mace
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds
While visions of Rand Paul stomped on their heads

And Mama with her Demerol, and I with my booze
Had just settled down for a long winter's snooze
When out on the rooftop there rose such a ruckus
I sprang from my bead to see
"WHAT THE **** IS GOIN' ON UP THERE???"

A whole gang of Liberals, all armed to the teeth
Were doing rude things to our poor Christmas wreath
They spoke not a word but were vile, and we shook
As they ripped up our copy of Ms. Palin's book

They poured gas on our presents and set them aflame
And to our stuffed Santa they did just the same
And I heard them exclaim as they drove out of sitey
"Happy Kringle to all - AND GO SCREW YOURSELF, WHITEY!"

But seriously folks, have a blessed and happy Christmas/Holiday season. Whatever you wish to call it, it doesn't hurt me. It doesn't hurt you. I suspect it doesn't hurt God either.

www.tomdegan.blogspot.com

Tom Degan

Posted by Guest on Dec. 11, 2010 @ 6:45 am

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