Vancouver Poetry Slam Finals

Managed to do my first day of Keemo and fell fine for the slam finals at the wise hall. Did some provocative stuff including the ballad. MANY people spoke to me afterward about it, telling me how affecting it is, and encouraging to keeping saying what it has to say.

The event was at the Wise Hall, so we went down for a pint after the event. I didn't make the team, as well as three other very fine poets - all the white guys... the team this year does hit the demographics pretty good with Scruffmouth, Zach, Radar, and Faustus. All totally deserving of placing. The race card and gender cards were dealt from the top of the deck, and so it goes. Radar was pretty convinced that their weren't enough female judges and she wouldn't get a fair deal. The fact that her gender may of helped her is, of course, outrageous to suggest. The old feminist double standard. Now that she's made the team, she feels the right to tell me what poems I should do or not. Speaking of which, the has been fading poet, not sure his full name, Brandon something, decided to confront my about how WRONG, BAD, SHITTY the ballad is. Seemed pretty jealous about the attention I was getting. Really got himself worked up. Guess I triggered something there. Ended up calling me an idiot, which is hard to argue. I called him a Momma's Boy, which is IMPOSSIBLE TO argue. So the night ended provocatively. I do find it interesting that after some thirty poems were performed, the one that everyone talked about is the ballad.