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Noel Zheng: In Creation of a Movement

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 Photography, Text and Video by Noel Zheng, Copyright 2017

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IN CREATION OF A MOVEMENT

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In such a trivial time in the history of the United States of America—a time brimming with such complicated and convoluted and cunning stories, news, decisions and actions—I think there is no better action than to be outright honest.

This is not a hate letter.

This is a call for action: because I want to know from all those fighting out there—from all those fighting out there that day, or any other day, week or month—that they were not only fighting for taxes or education or sexuality, but they were fighting for a movement.

The United States of America needs to come together. But don’t fool yourselves for a minute, for you were broken before the election. It was not the election that divided you, as so many of you blame. You were broken by a 65,844,954-to-62,979,879-person-divide, before the votes were cast.

But there is something to fight for. There is always something to fight for in this new chapter in history. So, let’s hope that when we succeed in fighting for taxes or education or sexuality (and we will succeed), we won’t let that suffice and be content. Scratch that, let us be content. But let us also remember that what we fighting for is nothing short of a movement.

We are not perfect, far from it, but like we always have, we will try to aim for the best and perchance we falter or fail or fall short, then let that too be recorded. Because, America, only in honesty can you truly find the creation of a movement to create change in a stagnant, lost and perhaps unchangeable world.

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About The Author: Noel Zheng is a freshmen enrolled in the College of the University of Pennsylvania, Class of 2020. To access additional articles by Noel Zheng, go herehttp://tonywardstudio.com/blog/noel-zheng-looking-glass/

 

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A.H. Scott: What Happened to Trump’s Brain?

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What Happened to Trump’s Brain?

 

Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2017

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Photography by Tony Ward, Copyright 1977

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ORANGE CRUSH

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He paces with anxiety and mutters to himself alone

Taste for strawberries isn’t on his mind, as two scoops of ice cream or an appetite for meatloaf may give a bit of solace to him in this historic home

Watched in silence are those who dwelled here before he did

Milhous whispers, “Your reputation is on the fast track of outdoing me, kid”

Andrew chuckles, “You don’t even know I was dead before the war began”

Johnson chimes in, “I came up with sounder visions when I was sitting on the can”

JFK dismissively whistles, “Your level of tact can only fill a thimble”

Ronald wisely quips, “Bonzo had more sense than you. And, my personality was ever more nimble”

Clinton says in his Southern drawl, “Call me what you will, but my hands ain’t small”

W. sighs, “So, you wanted to toss dirt on my days in office. Well, my, my, my”

Man who mutters and paces places hands over ears

He makes it clear that these voices isn’t what he wants to hear

Rush of wind blows through the Oval Office doors, as he looks over and sees the man who lived there a few months before

He rubs his eyes and screams, “No, it can’t be you!”

Man from Illinois via Hawaii isn’t standing there in the flesh

Yet, his spirit of brotherhood filled this place of lost happiness

Mutterer grumbles this man’s name like a curse every time it is spoken from his bitter lip, “Oh, so now it’s you. So, what’s your smart-ass quip?”

A voice filled the air and said ever so soberly, “This job ain’t no joke. This is the White House and not some luncheonette casually selling Pepsi or Coke”

Yet, the resident who is now President decided to be a carbonation of resentment

Orange Crush isn’t refreshment

Orange Crush is a man without sanity or attachment

Unlinked from the truth that stares him in the face

Scaffolding of his psyche has vanished without a trace

Signposts of the past can be seen as history to some

Yet, history is alive in the marrow of democracy of today and all the tomorrows to come

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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go herehttp://tonywarderotica.com/h-scott-kiss/

 

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Janelle Tong: Hate Has No Home Here

 
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Photography, Text and Video by Janelle Tong, Copyright 2017

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HATE HAS NO HOME HERE

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Valedictorian, social entrepreneur, feminist rights activist, gender equality advocate

#theyre #not #sending #their #best #people

Open campus open ears open minds open hearts

Creating a safe haven for discourse and community

#a #total #and #complete #shutdown

Every person has a right to higher education

A right to be heard and learn and speak their minds

#blood #coming #out #of #her #eyes

Sharing the knowledge of research and data-backed facts

Questioning the beliefs yet still respecting the believers

#theyre #bringing #crime #theyre #racists

Using words to stand up against oppression

Using pen to sever through the sword

#id #like #to #punch #him #in #the #face

Equality is something not given but earned

Something not assumed but fought for

#coming #out #of #her #whatever

Double check your sources

Triple check your attitude

#im #building #a #wall

Screaming makes people deaf and close their ears

Silence makes people listen more to your words

#but #you #know #with #the #second #amendment

America was founded by immigrants for immigrants

Protecting the liberties and freedoms for anyone and everyone

#shutdown #of #muslims #entering

One nation under god indivisible

With justice and liberty for all

#building #a #wall

Enough.

You do not speak for Penn.

Love is love is love

You do not speak for Wharton.

Love is love is love

You do not speak for us.

Love is love is love

Hate has no home here.

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Quotation sources: Donald Trump’s twitter feed, Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Tony Award acceptance

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About The Author: Janelle Tong is a Senior enrolled in the Wharton School of Business, University of Pennsylvania, Class of 2017. To read additional articles by Janelle Tong, go herehttp://tonywardstudio.com/blog/janelle-tong-building-bridges/

 

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A.H. Scott: Could It Be His Kiss?

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Paint America Great Again by Taqiy Muhammad, Copyright 2017

 

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Poetry by A. H. Scott

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COULD IT BE HIS KISS?

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Could it be his kiss?

Well, it sure as Hell ain’t bliss

In his squint there’s something amiss

Could it be what’s in his kiss?

Or, far worse than delusion is what we dread

Tiny hands are nothing compared to the voices inside his head

The world loves you, Donald!

No matter how vicious you are to the powerless poor

The world loves you, Donald!

With a glint in his eye, smiling budgeter Mick “The Meat Cleaver” Mulvaney slickly slices the throat

The world loves you, Donald!

Reality TV is nothin’ we’re gonna laugh at now

Omarosa is the real deal, standin’ by your side

Could it be his kiss?

Maybe like an anesthetic, his magical pucker holds followers to sway in euphoric ecstasy

Any way the wind blows, can be like the truth or lies

Blow, baby, blow!

Surprise! Surprise! Surpise!

It’s Kellyanne “The Fact Whisperer” Conway, getting ready for her expanding 15 on the fly

The world loves you, Donald!

Daily detractors have met their match in Sean “The Man Tryin’ To Keep A Straight Face” Spicer

The world loves you, Donald!

And, who could forget that man of callous cannon, Steve “The Bureaucratic Blaster” Bannon

If their minds can match, why can’t their lips?

Could it be his kiss?

Wake up, world!

That conning pie hole ain’t worth the risk

Selling wolf tickets like they’re going out of style

What’s in his kiss?

Something ever so vile

That kinda affection he’s bringin’ forth is a poisonous mile

Kiss off!

Ban this!

Piss off!

Ban that!

Grease up and pucker hard

The world loves you, Donald!

And, the world is your dance card

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Painting by Taqiy Muhammad, Copyright 2017

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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go herehttp://tonywardstudio.com/blog/h-scott-trustworthiness/

 

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Trump’s Marriage to Lady Liberty: Heaven or Hell?

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Artwork by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy

 

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Artwork and Text by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy, Copyright 2017

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TRUMP’S MARRIAGE TO LADY LIBERTY: HEAVEN OR HELL?

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The golden rays bathed the entrance on this November morning, bringing with him sweetness and hope of a beautiful day.

I am happy when I leave my flat to see this beautiful clear blue sky, to hear the pinchers gurgling in the yard, to feel at the bend of an alley, bathed in a warm light, the tender and delicious treasures of the bakers, twirling on my high heels.

I join my friend, Miss Liberty, in the tea room which is at the corner of Saint Tolerance Street and Compassion Boulevard, just in front of the old park, Democracy.

I push the heavy glass and wrought iron “Chez Socrates”‘s door and I see that she is already waiting for me, fresh and smiling, the cheekbones dew, with gourmet lips, and her large open and sparkling eyes. She is impatient and excited at the thought that her American parents are choosing a new husband for her today. She has been used for thousand of years to be married by her Europeans, Asians, Africans, Americans and others parents. But still today, Mr. and Mrs USA have to choose her new husband for the next 4 years. They have a decisive choice in their hands and Miss Liberty is confident in them, she believes in their wisdom to offer her the wisest partner.

I sit next to her and take the smoking cup she gives me. The perfum of cherry tea mixed with hers is so sweet that it moves me.

She is feverish with so much agitation and confides in  me that she has her preferences between the different candidates, but that she will rely on the sovereign choice of her parents.

The hours pass long, interminable, this waiting becomes heavy. Miss Liberty,  her hands cold and stomach tight, a doubt assails her, and grows to the point of gripping her throat. I see her turning pale, twisting her long and graceful fingers. She moves a lot…

Finally, the choice of a church is announced, it will be Sainte Mary Bank; it doesn’t go over well. The first clue suggests that the ceremony will not be as romantic as expected.

The sky darkens little by little, a cold wind enters  the chapel next to an old, dark, wrinkled,  old man, all dressed in black. He puts a necklace with a rope and chain around Miss Liberty. I remain speechless, we cry out in the heart and her supplicating look breaks my heart.

Everything is linked at a vertiginous speed, a real whirlwind, our heads caught in this rash round, we arrive in the middle of an assembly equally astounded by the site of this marriage.

There we discover – The One – who takes the reindeer in hand, wild face, cheerful childish face of a bad little boy winning after a whim, with piercing and icy cold eyes, and without having had time to recover her shock and disbelief, Miss Liberty hears the fateful words:

-” Mr. Trump do you wish to marry Miss USA Liberty?

– I Do

– Miss Liberty Usa, do you hear?

-I Do…”

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Alexandra at the Hotel Regina, Paris. Photo: Tony Ward

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About The Author: Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy has a degree in Fine Arts from Bordeaux’s Beaux Art School in France, in opera singing from a French conservatory where she studied with Denise Lacroix and has practiced for 20 years as a ballet dancer under the tutelage of Monique Mallo and Nathalie Michaud.  Alexandra has  modeled for some French magazines as a fashion model and then later explored  glamour and erotic modeling for photographer Tony Ward and others. These different visions of Art; dance, music, photography and of course painting and drawing, mixed with a lot of traveling around the world, has aided in developing her distinctive artwork. She was recently  published by Afnor in France, and has  published some comics. A book of baroque texts and illustrations for a French publishing house is due to be published later this year.

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To see additional work by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy, go herehttp://tonywardstudio.com/blog/h-scott-much-spank/

 

 

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