By Kathy Acker
excerpt from Janey’s diary:
THE SCORPIONS
I used to be working round with a wild bunch of children and I used to be scared. We had been a part of the Scorpions.
Daddy now not cherished me. That was it.
I used to be determined to seek out the love he had taken away from me.
My mates had been similar to me. They had been determined—the merchandise of damaged households, poverty—they usually had been attempting the whole lot to flee their distress.
Regardless of the restrictions of faculty; we did precisely what we wished and it was good. We received drunk. We used medication. We fucked. We damage one another sexually as a lot as we might. The pace, emotional overload and ache now and again dulled our brains. Demented our perceptual equipment.
We knew we couldn’t change the shit we had been residing in so we had been attempting to vary ourselves.
I hated myself. I did the whole lot I might to harm myself.
I don’t bear in mind who I fucked the primary time I fucked, however I will need to have recognized nothing about contraception ’trigger I received pregnant. I do bear in mind my abortion—$190.
The orange partitions had been thick sufficient to stifle the screams pouring out of the working room. Having an abortion was clearly similar to getting fucked. If we closed our eyes and unfold our legs, we’d be taken care of. They stripped us of our garments. Gave us white sheets to cowl our nakedness. Led us again to the pale inexperienced room. I like it when males care for me.
I bear in mind a tiny blonde, even youthful than me. I assume it will need to have been the primary time she had ever been fucked. She couldn’t say something. Whether or not she wished a neighborhood or not. A ”native” means a neighborhood anesthetic. They stick massive hypodermics crammed with novocaine in your cunt lips and don’t numb the place it hurts in any respect. A basic anesthetic prices $50 extra and fills you up with artificial morphine and fact serum. All of us gathered round her, held her fingers and stroked her legs. Regularly, she started to relax. There was nothing else to do. We needed to wait whereas every considered one of us went by it. Lastly they got here for her.
She was the believing type. She had believed them once they mentioned a neighborhood wouldn’t damage. They had been taking the locals first.
I’ll always remember her face when she got here out. She couldn’t have come out of her mommy’s cunt any extra surprised. Her face was useless white and her eyes had been fish-wide open.
“I made a mistake. Don’t do it. Don’t do something they let you know to.”
Earlier than she might say extra, they wheeled her away.
I received to love that room, the ladies who had been extra scared than I used to be so I might consolation them, the sensation somebody was taking good care of me. I felt safer there than within the exterior world. I wished a everlasting abortion.
They strapped my ankles and wrists to this black slab. After I requested the massive blond anesthesia nurse if there was any likelihood I’d react badly to the anesthesia, she informed the opposite large blond nurse I used to be a health-food freak. After that I didn’t ask them something, and I did precisely what they informed me.
An hour later a giant hand shook me and informed me it was time to go. Ladies had been mendacity throughout me, half useless. Blood was popping out between my legs. One other nurse gave me a chunk of Kotex, a half a cup of espresso, my garments, twenty penicillin capsules and informed me to get out. I didn’t get to speak to any of the opposite women.
Penelope Mowlard was the creepiest woman in my class. Her pores and skin was inexperienced. She was silly. She didn’t know the right way to kiss. She was gangly. She was an fool. Her face was scrunched up, coated with snot, partly eyeless, and her hair was filled with puke.
Miss Richard’s was a faculty for good, well-bred women. We knew higher than to get visibly in bother. For months Penelope wandered by the lecture rooms and hallways with a bigger and bigger abdomen. She was too silly to know what was happening. The lecturers didn’t inform ’trigger they had been scared, or imply dykes. We didn’t inform her ’trigger it was enjoyable to make her endure.
Early one morning the janitor, an previous man, discovered a bloody bundle within the backside of one of many basement rubbish cans. Later that day we noticed that Penelope’s abdomen had disappeared. The principal couldn’t droop her ’trigger she needed to do the whole lot she might to forestall scandal.
I couldn’t work out what birth-control methodology to make use of. Foams and diaphragm lotions tasted so unhealthy each time I received the prospect to really feel a tongue on my cunt, I selected the tongue. An IUD made me bleed and get PID once more. There was a druggist in Harlem who’d slip me some capsules each different month if I’d give him a blow-job beneath the counter, however as soon as each different month isn’t sufficient. All of the boys I fucked refused to make use of condoms.
I made a decision that if I received pregnant once more, I’d stick a damaged hanger up my cunt. I didn’t care if I died so long as the child died. Then I heard a narrative a few girl, I believe it’s true, who was so determined to kill her child she chained flatirons round her arms, legs and abdomen and threw herself down three flights of stairs. Though nearly each bone in her physique broke, her child didn’t die and he or she gave start in traction.
I used to be nonetheless determined to fuck. Abortions make it harmful to fuck once more, as a result of they stretch out the opening of the womb in order that the sperm can attain the egg actual simply. They upset the hormonal system: The hormones ship out many extra eggs to compensate. They depart gaping holes within the womb, and any overseas object that nears these holes could cause an infection.
I’m not attempting to let you know in regards to the rotgut bizarre elements of my life. Abortions are the image, the outer picture, of sexual relations on this world. Describing my abortions is the one possible way I can let you know ache and worry… my unstoppable drive for sexual love made me know.
My second abortion occurred two months after my first abortion.
It price $50 as a result of it was a menstrual extraction. The variations between a menstrual extraction and an abortion are:
In a menstrual extraction, the physician doesn’t dilate the cervix. The newborn remains to be too small.
Because the physician could or could not discover the child, menstrual extractions may be harmful they usually’re unlawful.
A lot of the medical doctors who carry out menstrual extractions usually are not licensed M.D.’s.
The minute I entered the workplace, they doped me up with Valium.
The manufacturing unit line was shorter.
I really noticed the physician.
He was the one physician there.
He killed 32 to 48 infants and netted $1,600 to $2,400 a day.
He caught his hand up my cunt and informed me I used to be okay.
He caught somewhat needle in my arm and tried to be good to me.
Per week after my second abortion I got here down with a case of PID. After I known as up the physician to complain, he mentioned it wasn’t his fault and he had by no means heard of me.
I didn’t understand how a lot these abortions damage me bodily and mentally. I used to be determined to fuck increasingly so I might lastly get love. Quickly, my complete being was on hearth, not simply my intercourse, and I used to be doing the whole lot to make the nonsexual equal of affection occur.
The remainder of the Scorpions had been rising the identical method I used to be.
We began out making bother. Early one morning we rode in a stolen van right into a Connecticut city and busted right into a ironmongery shop. We threw the whole lot within the retailer out the door.
Perceive, we don’t hate—we’ve to get again. Battle the dullness of shit society. Alienated robotized photographs. Right here’s your cookie, ma’am. “No” to something however insanity.
Damaged glass lies over the ground. Gum sticks in every single place. Shit smeared within the cracks of the desk. Their money register is ash black, like a burnt-up phone e book.
We made the shop right into a dying home, and made the road appear like the New York Metropolis east-side slum we needed to dwell in.
As quickly as we had achieved our goal, we left the Connecticut city.
We stole.
Me and Monkey had been the primary to steal. We had been excessive on meth. We ripped off Bloomingdale’s, a giant division retailer in New York Metropolis.
I used to be going someplace the place my father and his girlfriend had been additionally going. Johnny and his girlfriend wished nothing to do with me.
We took a taxi to Bloomingdale’s so we may very well be straight. I used to be wearing a crimson wool go well with and a light-weight brown wool coat. It’s essential to be straight if you steal.
I used to be hanging on to the tip of the taxi Johnny and his girlfriend had picked me up in. Clearly, they wished nothing to do with me. The remainder of Johnny’s rock band had been within the automotive.
As quickly as Monkey and I received to Bloomingdale’s, we separated. I checked my look. My darkish curly hair, mild make-up and darkish crimson go well with made me appear like a pleasant, wealthy woman. I wished to remain that method. Being good and wealthy is a dream. I checked my vibes. I informed myself to remain guarded, gradual and calm. As I entered the shop, I checked out the shop’s vibes. Nobody was following me.
Daddy and I are standing within the downstairs of the Laguna Seashore Lodge, which is Nixon’s favourite lodge. Dealing with me, there’s an oblong white wall. A number of toes under this white wall, and to its proper, single stairs with no again transfer upward. Additional to the proper, one other massive rectangular white wall. Set on this wall, one-third of its width additional proper, a fully black hallway. Above this white wall, empty house; above the empty house, a white hanging rectangle means a room. There’s nothing round these partitions, staircase and corridor.
Again East, architectural objects are linked to, hidden in one another.
I transfer alone with out daddy, ahead backward by the lodge. The lodge is now, is de facto massive clear squares. I glide to the ultimate again room.
The again wall of this room is de facto home windows. Home windows are opaque. Home windows by which I’m seeing a black phosphorescent ocean. Not one of the males in daddy’s band wish to be with me and daddy’s with Sally. I wish to go swimming—I’ve to go swimming. The ocean is shiny inexperienced, though it’s evening. The ocean is glowing.
Now the window is completely clear. By way of it I see a person’s physique, as if useless, turning within the glowing inexperienced water.
I wished a fur coat.
Little halls encompass one lengthy, black, main corridor. Skinny white partitions, nearly nonexistent, separate these halls.
I purchased a crimson sweater within the Junior Division on the third flooring, so anybody who was watching would know that I wasn’t a thief.
Then I rode the escalator upstairs to the Fur Division. Tossing my brown woolen coat throughout a rack, I attempted on fur after fur. Stealing is luxurious. Ten or quarter-hour later the salesgirl needed to run throughout the corridor to get change.
After all, daddy and Sally and the boys in his band are given their rooms first. My room is the room nobody else on the planet needs.
My bed room is the massive white hexagon within the entrance left nook of the lodge. It has no clear exterior or inside or any architectural regularity. Lengthy white pipes kind a part of its ceiling. Two of its sides, that are all the time altering, are open.
My bed room’s operate can be unclear. Its solely furnishings are two barber’s chairs and a bathroom. It’s a gathering place for males.
Lodge males wearing white and black are available and wish to damage me. They minimize away elements of me. I name for the lodge head. He explains that my bed room was once the lads’s bathroom. I perceive.
My cunt was once a males’s bathroom.
I stroll out in a leopard coat.
Expensive goals,
You’re the solely factor that issues.
I didn’t have sufficient meals, so I began working in a hippie bakery.
It was 1977.
Working for cash is the omnipresent truth of American life.
I wasn’t allowed to prepare dinner or make any selections. My job was handy folks the bread or cookies they wished and take their cash. I additionally made vegetable juices, sliced bialies and dumped spreads made out of tofu and greens between the slices.
As a result of I work, I’m no one.
A 26-year-old English-accented Parisian hippie labored the counter with the Awful Senseless Salesgirl. The hippie by no means did any work as a result of she needed to spend all her time discovering out from the shoppers what she ought to do along with her life and the way she was going to be artistic.
(Inside a small East Village bakery)
“Why do you smile at everybody?” the hippie requested the Awful Senseless Salesgirl whereas the latter was desperately attempting to learn only one web page.
“Why shouldn’t I smile?”
“You don’t actually like everybody, do you? You shouldn’t act good when you don’t really feel prefer it.”
“How ought to I act?”
“Act such as you really feel. You don’t wish to be a hypocrite.”
“I don’t really feel something.” The Awful Senseless Salesgirl wished to kill the silly hippie.
“Then don’t smile and be good to prospects.”
“I’m being paid to smile.”
“You’re appearing hypocritically, Janey. It’s since you’re male-centered. Take a look at me. I don’t smile once I don’t really feel prefer it, and I don’t exit of my method to assist anybody.”
Simply then, a middle-aged shriveled man walked into the bakery. “Can I’ve a glass of wheat-grass juice?” he requested.
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “Definitely, sir.” (She runs across the counter to get a paper cup, runs again across the counter, down on her fingers and knees to get the juice out of the entrance fridge, stands to pour, down on her fingers and knees to place the juice away, again to standing.) “Right here you’re, sir.”
Center-aged Shriveled Man: “Do you know that this juice kills all of the ailments on the planet when you drink sufficient of it? It kills most cancers. Within the Bible, Nebuchadnezzar ate grass and cured all of his afflictions.”
Twenty-year-old Whorelike Jew Woman (who entered the bakery whereas Awful Senseless Salesgirl was making the wheat-grass run) standing very near Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “What do you do?”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “What do you imply, ‘What do I do’?”
Twenty-year-old Whorelike Jew Woman: “How else do you make your cash? Are you a whore?”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “No. I’m going to high school.”
A Wispy Blond Hippie Lady: “I need that cookie and that cookie and two of these and, is that one delicate?… I’ll take that one. And a loaf of spherical bread.” Because the Awful Senseless Salesgirl’s climbing on the shelf to get the bread: “Do you want your job?”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “It’s okay.”
Wispy Blond Hippie: “Is one thing the matter with this job? Are you discontent?”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “I’m not in love with handing out cookies and taking cash 4 hours a day. It’s okay.”
Wispy Blond Hippie: “For those who took extra of an curiosity within the bakery, went inside to see how the cookies are made, talked to the shoppers extra, perhaps you’d like this job higher.”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “After I’m right here, I’m being paid to care for the shoppers, and in any other case I don’t have any time. I’ve to do my homework.”
Wispy Blond Hippie: “Oh, I see. You may have your personal factor.”
Because the wispy blond hippie walks out of the bakery, the Parisian hippie says: “You’re impolite.”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “Why am I impolite?”
Parisian Hippie Salesgirl: “It is best to know.”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl (panicking): “I don’t know. Why am I impolite?”
Parisian Hippie Salesgirl: “You’re simply not a pleasant particular person.”
Awful Senseless Salesgirl: “Look. If we’re going to work collectively, we’re going to must get alongside some minimal bit. You may’t simply insult me for no cause in any respect.”
Parisian Hippie Salesgirl: “You don’t like taking part in these video games, do you?” (Walks away from the Awful Senseless Salesgirl.)
From then on, everybody on the bakery averted me. I used to be the plague, and there was an enormous circle of vacancy round me. If one other counter woman was speculated to be working, the second she noticed me she retreated into the again room.
I needed to do all of the counter work. My father stopped sending me cash. I needed to work seven days every week. I had no extra emotions. I used to be now not an actual particular person. If I ended work for only a second, I might hate. Burst by the wall and hate. Hatred that comes out like that may be a bomb.
I hated most that I didn’t have any extra goals or visions. It’s not that the vision-world, the world of ardour and wildness, now not existed. It all the time is. However awake I used to be disconnected from goals. I used to be psychotic.
I walked out of my crummy college. It was already evening. I used to be working ’trigger I used to be late for the bakery. I tripped.
“Ha ha ha,” some boys had been chuckling behind me. Fuck them.
“Simply ’trigger she was once a part of the Scorpions, she thinks she’s robust,” some dumb gum-chewer snarled. “Now she’s handing dumb little cookies to dumb little folks. I guess she received her cunt sewn up.”
I did. I saved working so I wouldn’t be late to work.
“Cumere.”
I saved on working.
“Cumere.” One thing grabbed my shoulder. “Take a look at me.” Because the hand turned my physique round, the opposite hand shoved my chin up so my eyes noticed a pair of grey Chinese language eyes and a protracted nostril. I couldn’t see the rest ’explanation for the darkness.
“Don’t hearken to them. They by no means used their cocks of their lives. I hear you make it with a whole lot of guys.”
“I used to. I don’t anymore. Who’re you?”
“Heh heh heh.” His giggle gave the impression of a sneer to me. “I hear you used to not even care what the fellows’ names had been who you made it with.”
“What would you like with me?”
“I wish to stick my dick between your legs.”
“You may’t.” I used to be again to my previous exhausting Scorpion method of talking. And his hand working up and down my again exhausting made my legs moist.
“You don’ wanna. You don’ wanna.” He was speaking proper in my ear. “What does girlie wanna do? You gotta boy at residence you gotta go and screw? You gotta boy who’s a greater screw than me?” The phrases had been nearer and warmer. “You’re coming residence with me now.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“I gotta go to work.”
“What’s the bitch crying about?” “Why don’t you beat her up, Tommy?” “Punch her within the abdomen.”
“My mates such as you,” he whispered proper into my ear as he pushed me alongside. “We’re gonna be scorching collectively.”
“Pay attention. I can’t go residence with you. I’m not what you suppose. I lose my job and I’ll be up shit-creek. I’m not going to surrender my life for a one-night fuck.”
His lips got here down on mine. His tongue traveled in and coated mine. His fingers ran large bugs down my again.
I assume a very long time handed, however I didn’t know.
“Nicely?”
“Uh—” I didn’t know. “If I come residence with you, I’ll damage the friendship between us.”
His hand introduced my mouth to his mouth until his mouth was fucking my mouth. It was a fountain. We shoved in opposition to one another.
He lifted his head. “It’s as much as you,” he informed me.
I went residence with him and didn’t give a shit anymore about the rest however him.
Love turned me again to crime. Tommy and I kidnapped kids. Smeared up the partitions of buildings. Carried harmful weapons and used them. Did the whole lot we might to uninteresting our judgment, and acted as outrightly violent as attainable. Shitted on the streets. Attacked strangers with damaged bottles. Hit folks over the top with exhausting objects. Kicked the heart out of individuals on the streets. Began fights and riots.
I might barely stand being so completely satisfied. The intercourse made me crazier than the crime. I began to thrash simply when he touched me; simply his fingers pinching my nipples made me come. I couldn’t cease speeding towards him like an overloaded volcano…
We pulled into the rock membership about one o’clock. It appeared like a warfare was taking place.
We had heard that this rock band known as the Contortions was gonna play in a redneck city in New Jersey and that the white, head singer thought he was James Brown. The remainder of the band can be too drunk to cease the rednecks from beating up Brown.
James Brown was crawling babystyle throughout the ground.
The rednecks had been jerking their cocks off in a nook.
James Brown crawled as much as the redneck’s boot.
The redneck, confused, jumped James.
Everybody within the membership began hitting one another.
I heard cops’ sirens.
I ran.
The remainder of the Scorpions had been behind me.
We piled into the van.
Inexperienced and pink lights flashed previous us, neon yellow and violet lights gleamed.
The intense lights had been denser and denser.
We had been transferring sooner.
“Hey,” Sally mentioned, “step on it.”
“Huh?”
“The cops’re after us.”
He drove sooner.
“Can’t ya go sooner?”
He drove even sooner.
I heard the cops’ sirens clearly.
“Suck my tits.” Greaso leaned over and sucked Sally’s tit whereas he drove.
“Watch the place you’re going, Greaso.”
The cops’ sirens had been louder.
Greaso’s foot hit the accelerator all the way in which.
We had been in a completely black part of Newark.
A tiny crimson mild appeared within the blackness.
The crimson mild grew bigger and bigger.
I don’t bear in mind the crash. Everybody died however Monkey, who received mind harm, and me. For just a few days I floated in a dream.
The blackness I now see in every single place comes from perverted as a result of unrealized needs. I see this. I gained’t be capable of fake the world isn’t horrible. Overwhelming worry separates me from the need I noticed. Now, overwhelming worry makes me a part of the dying world.
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