MacBeth?

Courtroom Drama: The Trump Letter Bombshell

[INT. FEDERAL COURTROOM – DAY]
JUDGE MARSHALL (stern, unblinking):
Let the record show we are now entering Exhibit 47-B — the so-called “Birthday Letter.”

(Gasps ripple through the gallery.)

PROSECUTOR (MS. ELLISON):
Your Honor, we call attention to the typed text, believed to be authored or approved by the defendant. I will now read it into the record.

(She holds up a leather-bound album, carefully flipping pages until her finger taps one page.)

PROSECUTOR (reading slowly):
“Voice Over: ‘There must be more to life than having everything.’
Donald: ‘Yes, there is, but I won’t tell you what it is.’
Jeffrey: ‘Nor will I, since I also know what it is.’
Donald: ‘We have certain things in common, Jeffrey.’
Jeffrey: ‘Yes, we do, come to think of it.’
Donald: ‘Enigmas never age, have you noticed that?’
Jeffrey: ‘As a matter of fact, it was clear to me the last time I saw you.’
Donald: ‘A pal is a wonderful thing. Happy Birthday—and may every day be another wonderful secret.’”

(A murmur spreads — the courtroom gets very still.)

DEFENSE ATTORNEY (MR. BRADY):
Objection. The authorship is in dispute. This could be parody—artistic expression—not a factual admission.

JUDGE MARSHALL:
Overruled. The jury will decide what this is. The handwriting analysis will proceed.

PROSECUTOR:
We will show, Your Honor, that this was not parody — it was a message between two powerful men who shared more than champagne and airspace.

(She turns to the jury.)
Secrets have weight. And this letter? It’s heavy.

[CUT TO – J.D. VANCE in the gallery, sweating through his collar. Whispering to an aide:]
“I told him not to write that damn thing…”

[LIGHTS DIM.]

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Something of Interest

Arthur Rimbaud

A Season in Hell

A Lost Gospel of Gay Literature

Before Wilde, before Genet, before Ginsberg — there was Rimbaud.

Une Saison en Enfer (A Season in Hell) is not only one of the great masterpieces of modern literature; it is also one of the foundational texts of queer self-revelation. Written in a fever-dream of heartbreak and exile after the collapse of his explosive love affair with Paul Verlaine, Rimbaud’s work tears the veil from the tortured ecstasies and taboos of gay desire in 19th-century Europe.

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You Had to Be There…

Master the VIBE

You can’t scroll to find it. You won’t see it on Etsy, or eBay, or Redbubble, or anywhere else out there. The Dover Prints that we’re trading for Goldbacks simply don’t exist on the open market. There’s only one way to see them, and that’s LIVE, in Gorby’s Zoom Art Tour, in real time, when the screen is shared and the portal opens. You either show up for the drop, or you miss it. Simple as that.

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Three New Drops

🎻Suite: Eight Slavonic Dances

by E.J. Gold

Long ago, beyond the reach of maps and memory, there was a village that appeared only in the mist — a place of ritual, rebellion, love, loss, and laughter. Some say it still dances just beneath the surface of our waking world. This ballet is a reconstruction of the village’s final day, told through movement, light, and the ghost of folk melody. Continue reading

Too Late to Run

Tell Me Where it Hurts

oh, oh, ooh, ooh
tell me tell me where it hurts.
is it the brain,
is it the heart,
is it that you’ve got to fart?

oh, oh, oh, oh,
tell me,
tell me where to kiss it,
tell me in case i might miss it.

if there’s a cloud in the sky tonight,
i hope you will see me in the dim moonlight

if it’s just after midnight and you see the sun,
forget about take cover, it’s too late to run.

run, run, run, run,
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A Handful of Art?

🎯 “The Wall Art That Could Someday Save Your Ass”

Own It Now. Trade It Later. Hang It Forever.

Sample Pitch:

“Let me show you something that’s more than just wall candy. This is a signed, original art print by E.J. Gold — a renowned West Coast artist with decades of museum-level history. It’s printed on a nearly extinct handmade stock called Dover Paper, and it’s yours today for just $35.” Continue reading

Spiritual Mystery of Gold

E.J. Gold with tenor sax & DX-7 and Korg keyboards in Oz Fritz’s studio.

There Be Gold in Them Thar Hills!

The Sacred Exchange: Art, Goldbacks, and the Eleven-Dimensional Circuit

When a Goldback is traded for a work of art, it may look to the ordinary eye like a simple transaction.

But what’s really happening is a ritual of resonance — a mutual recognition between two high-frequency objects: one forged in gold, the other in creative fire, in a much higher dimension. Continue reading

Legacy Matters

Legacy Matters: Why We’re Releasing the Premium Art Now…

Over the years, my work has made its way into private collections, public spaces, and quiet vaults. Some of those sales were substantial — not guesses, not estimates, but bonafide, documented gallery transactions, with real numbers and real buyers. Continue reading

Still More about ART

Artwork for Tarot Deck by ej gold.

Still more about the artwork. Today at our 6:30 am zoom meeting, we’ll go on a little tour of my art files to see what we want to convert to pencil-signed Dover Paper Prints..

You’ll have an opportunity to acquire pieces never before offered, and all at only one goldback, for a pencil-signed 8 1/2″x11″ full-color Dover Paper print from my personal files.

There are also some unusual photos that may also be considered.

The whole idea is that you won’t be amassing a huge pile of art. You might want to keep some of them for your own collection, but the main thing is to SELL them.

You buy them at one goldback — currently that’d be about $6.50 apiece. There’s no way you could get these at that price if you owned a gallery. Continue reading