From: "genet son of genet" <radiogenet-AT-hotmail.com>
Subject: Re: ID for Poetryetc sub.
Date: Tue, 24 Jul 2001 05:25:20 +0000


-- Since I have received several back-channels emails asking me to 
'identify' myself, I have decided to send this email to the lists.

Dear CW, my name is Genet son of Genet radio genet. I realize that it is 
unusal for you(and perhaps others)to accept this. I am not metaphoring, but 
simply stating the facts.  If you doubt this, I have nothing that I can do 
to prove it. But of course, I can, and you do know this, I can simply 
withdraw my request. If you do insist on me proving this is my name, well 
then I can only iterate that it is. If yet again you will not accept, or 
rather if you and the list owners will not accept it, then I have no 
recourse but to go the higher authorities. These higher authorities being 
the masters of poetic disguise and truth. Please do consult my erstwhile 
father's books. I was born to him, yes, Jean Genet, in America. My mother is 
black; Genet fathered me when he spent time with the Black Panthers; it was 
unusual for him to have any relations with women, but clearly in this case 
he did.
Finally, I should point out that as all names on the world wide web are 
fictional, that is that they are legal fictions, there is no reason for you 
to suspect my name as being other than what is written; your 'own'name and 
life on the web are as false and fictional as my own. If you do not beleive 
this, then I suggest you contact Chris J who is a member of the -- list; he 
will vouch for me. But Lord knows, you might be asking for proof of my 
gender next, and for this there is no such proof! On the other hand, you can 
also contact the editors of various poetry reviews around and they could 
also vouch for me. There is also a certain Kent J.I think his name is, who 
could also vouch for me. Finally, I think it sad that  'policing' is 
required for such matters. After if poetry is going to be a line of flight, 
then let is fly with all its terrors and joys, its cunts and cocks, its 
uncles and aunts, its diseased and demented, its mented, cemented and true 
truths and partial ones. As for James Joyce, and Artaud well my father knew 
them only by hearsay and never met either men. Although I must add that he 
came to appreciate the latter's work in his later years.

Cordially,

RG

P.S. About Gilles Deleuze: My father was very good friend's with Jacques 
Derrida, but did not know G.D.

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