“Cornithaca County” applies the cherished counselings of compassion and human worth to the thoughts and actions of today’s inflexible Doctrine — and the result?
A Satirical – Teaching – Thinking – Investigative – Activity – Game – Puzzle – Poem – Essay – Troublesome – Inspiring – Non-Conforming – Ranting – Embarrassing – Inexcusable – book.
“Bigotry: The Musical” songbook
5 board games; including “Users & Losers” and Farm-cheesi – The “Game of Flies”
“Fake the Lake” – polluter card game
“Pin the Tail on the Media” and “Undercover Party” games
Fables, Mazes, Essays, Sing-a-longs, Posters, and much, much, more
Color 8.5” x 11” 318 pages
A few years ago, I was awarded a Professional Development Course for artists. Part of the homework was to write an Artist Statement. I worked and worked; polishing an eliminating, until I only had the kernel that was “me.” When I read it out; I was told: “That’s what everyone would say.”
I got tired of being known as just “Doug,” or “Oh, him,” or “If he’s coming; I’m not going,” and decided to remake my image — “Doug the Beloved” [the guy who used to be just “him.”] I was just about to announce this, when there was a Pandemic and the bar was closed — why does this sort of thing always happen to me?
February 23, 2021
This is an excerpt from the beginning of the Deadly Drift report. The reality of Cornithaca’s “Ag Ghetto” make the satires of Part 1 seem like nothing more than an extrapolation; a projection of the future. • I tried to explore all avenues of remediation, and follow all the proper protocols, so that nothing could “fall through the cracks,” but it doesn’t matter. - The Law doesn’t matter. - The rural drug addiction doesn’t matter. - The poverty and lack of education doesn’t matter. - The health of the rural community doesn’t matter. • You have seen a lot of stories recently about injustice to Blacks; but none about the continuing injustice in our rural communities: We don’t matter. • • The fight for rural social justice is like throwing a stone into the abyss — In rural New York; No one can hear you scream.