Seems Karen Finley has written a slash fiction of George Bush and Martha Stewart in her New Yorker-style book George and Martha. Some paraphrases/ misquotes from her talk at RISD today:

"Students are considering working for Martha Stewart yet we are at war... and we punish Martha when she leaves the home to make decisions."

"I don't know that its fair to give a thumbnail sketch of this psychotic man... When he was a young man, his sister died... When his friends came to ask him to play he said 'Nope, I must take care of my mother'... Barbara Bush looks just like George Washington... she is on the dollar bill... she is a masculine female... and I feel that George Bush is a very feminine man."

She started off grating and artist-plays-theorist and made a half-assed post-modern reference in the first few minutes, but (damn, I can't concentrate on this because she is talking too loud - is that postmodern, my blogging is getting interupted by what I am blogging about?*) but quickly I realized that weaving ridiculous and amusing theories is all part of her "misappropriation¹." In any case, at one point Martha Stewart is sucking George Bush's cock (that should get me some strange google hits) and George Bush is jealous of Bill Clinton and he cums with a great "Fuck Jesus."

So, ya gotta give her credit for that.

And then George hallucinates that Osama is hiding inside of him, and asks Martha Stewart for help, "I don't know if that's a tonsil or a terrorist. Are you sure he came in this way, George, he could have come in the back end."

Martha decides to fuck with him, "Oh God George, oh Allah, Osama is in there and he's tall too!"

So by the end I liked her.

While her offensiveness seems at first gratuitous the harshness sort of softens into gentle pathetic heart-tugs that linger. Like a violin string, pulled taught, then released, vibrating long after the sound has died - with a little piece of flesh stuck to the string, buzzing.

Like Martha Stewart fucking with homeless Vets showing them Apocalypse Now and Deerhunter to watch them tweak out and then seducing them ('Stump me. I want to be fucked with a stump attached to a man') and then some Vet's (or 'Gimp' as she refers to them) rant tweaks her and she realizes this is a man who would die for her... she is a woman worth dying for...

So go buy her book since you missed this talk. $10 at amazon or only $15 at the Brown Book Store. I can't really tell if its good or not, but if it sinks in like the evening did, then its worth it. Besides, it is the perfect material to leave in your bathroom so as to assault unsuspecting guests. In case she googles herself I want it to be clear I support her.

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¹ It turns out I am wrong here. I asked her if the oedipal and post-modern references were all part of the mythology or in earnest, and she said, "both... I am very earnest." Which I guess means she understands her claims are extreme, but does believe with her heart the emotion behind them is real and necessary. Amazing to see her change from Karen Finley Performance Artist to a human who is shocked and saddened and angered by this unnecesary war waged by an insecure and psychotic man.