The Occult Persuasion and the Anarchist's Solution by Lisa de Nikolits

Author:Lisa de Nikolits
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Inanna Publications
Published: 2019-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

22. LYNDON

JASON INSISTED I PRACTISE one tattoo a day on him. “Consider me your canvas,” he said generously. “And in return, you can scatter my ashes when I’m gone. Go down to the sea, stand in view of the shop, say ‘Jason says thanks, that was one helluva ride,’ and then let me be dust in the wind.”

“Like Buddhist sand art,” Sean offered,

Jason nodded. “Exactly. A mandala. Jason Deed was irrevocably and invisibly here.”

“I don’t want to think about you not being here,” I said, and my eyes welled up with tears. Jason handed me a Kleenex.

“Rule of thumb,” he said. “Don’t cry when you’re tattooing people. First, you can’t see what you’re doing, and second, it doesn’t give a good impression.”

“I was the same as you,” Sean told me while I dried my eyes and blew my nose. “I cried like a baby for two weeks solid.”

“He did,” Jason said. “You lot all cried much more than me, and for that, I thank you. Listen Sean, I want to make an anarchist statement that the world won’t forget. Any ideas? We need to be ready for Sid’s birthday.”

Sean screwed up his eyes and shook his head. “Not off the top of my head, mate. But I’ll think about it. I’ll ask the other boys to think on it too. Lyndon, the shading will work better if you hold the machine at more of an angle. Here, let me show you.”

“His name’s Liam Lemon,” Jason said, and Sean snorted.

“You see?” I said. “Couldn’t you have found me a more normal name?”

“Where’s the fun in that? As a matter of fact, I chose it for you. I wanted to make you think, shake you up. My last name isn’t really Deed. I chose it because actions speak louder than words and I am the sum of my deeds on this planet.”

“You wanted to shake me up how?” I asked, not impressed.

He laughed at me. “Your world view is so narrow. I thought the whole lemon analogy would be good for you.”

“What is your real name?” Sean asked.

Jason shrugged. “Can’t remember. But we’re getting off topic here.”

“I’ve got an idea,” I said. “For the protest. But let me finish this.”

“Right, keep us in suspense,” Jason grumbled. “Hurry up then, I’m dying to hear it, har har.”

I finished the tattoo and whipped off the gloves.

“Installation art,” I said to them. “Like Jeanne-Claude and Christo. You remember them? They wrapped buildings and monuments and trees with fabric. But we won’t use fabric. We’ll use biodegradable toilet paper! There are towns in the USA, and I kid you not, that lay down asphalt, or tar as you call it here, and then, to help it dry and also to help it stop it from sticking to bike tires or shoes or car tires, they put toilet paper on top of it. The toilet paper is biodegradable, so it breaks down and disappears in a few days.”

“And you are thinking we do what, specifically?” Jason asked.

“I am thinking that we create a very large piece of installation art.

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