ron androla
erie, pennsylvania
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ron androla lives in erie, pennsylvania. he works steady 3rd shift in a factory as a custom molding press operator. he's been writing for 30-some years. maybe he's an alien.
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• What do you do for a living?
i work steady 3rd shift in a plastics reinforced fiberglass factory as a press operator. i've worked thru amerika's factories since age 18...going on 30 years...it's always been the same stupid, ignorant fucks i no longer tolerate with empathy. the amerikan factory worker is a piece of shit.
• Who are your favorite artists?
kerouac, magritte, fuck, favorite artists abound left & right! well, favorite ART abounds, in any case. then again, nobody & nothing really impresses me -- who fucking cares about ART when millions of former humans are rotting a few feet under the surface of planet earth.
• What influences you to write about/how you do?
i've been writing for decades & the process is not pretty nor easily & readily accessible in being defined. fuck, i hate fuckers who are so fucking self-absorbed & it's all "i, i, i" with every fucking thought uttered. poets love talking about themselves & it's a goddamn shame. my fingers talk -- i don't know what else to say.
• Where do you see the underground writing scene in 25 years?
dead. nobody will repeat us. we're the end of the fucking line.
• from cait - why do you REALLY wear those shades?
better to shade my eyes from the radiance of literary geniuses herein manifested via cold fusion visionary fog-dream screens exploding shards of sharp asshole glass we name a pretty blue day in amerika. that, & sometimes i'm stoned on not only the radiance of humans, but i'm a fucking light-sensitive vampire.
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