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Aquillo Mallot

Aquillo Mallot
We’re talking this issue with Aquillo Mallot, a homeless man of alternative housing. An occupational non-profit mercenary, Gypsy Moth farmer, comfrey and mullen rancher, pie rat, and surveyor of exotic substances. He currently holds the position of Bishop of the Holy Primeval Coyote Church in his space-time. Also Master of the Sacred Marriage bar none. He lives souly on food bank handouts, dead carrion alongside I-5 and visions of extraterrestrial guidance. “The Secret Chiefs told me to do it,” he says. His projects involve reviving the Old Goddess Worship down on the beach near Marine Park for Eris Kegal, the Sumerian Goddess of the underworld at 4:20in the mornings and evenings. He would also like to say, “ Half way between here and there the public is encouraged to participate in a naked funfest in Fairhaven half way between…”
Editors note: Writers of Conchsense Lee Vamial Oan and George Hush prepared questions and met with Aquillo Mallot at a secret location. The following is a transcript of that conversation. Lee Vamial Oan acted as interviewer.
LMO: How do you feel about being referred to as “homeless?”
AM: ( Laughs) I think it’s a fine and outstanding name. I think everybody should refer to me as homeless. That way there’s definition. I think we should each wear orange armbands so we can be identified by the populace and have us picking up trash daily to earn our right in this fair city. And each homeless person should be branded with a “V” for vagrant on their forehead. Like in old town England and if caught inside of the gates, again behead them and post their heads on the outside of the gate as you come into town. That’s what I think about homelessness
LMO: How do you feel when you hear a politician or some such person say anything like, “ We’ve got to do something about the homeless problem?”
AM: Well, I guess I feel like figuring out who they are, where they live, and working on their problem. That’s how I “feel”. Figuring out who they are and where they live.
LMO: Do you feel that actions taken on “ the homeless problem” threaten your way of life?
AM: Exactly.
LMO: A lot of people will refer to a homeless person as a “lazy bum”. Do you feel that laziness has anything to do with your way of life?
AM: (smiling) I am the king of laziness! I am laziness himself! The god basking in the fuckin’ sunshine, that is I. Laziness! Sloth! Indolence!
LMO: Do people you don’t know express prejudice to you?
AM: Generally always.
LMO: What, in your opinion, allows a person to perceive you in a way that raises a prejudice.
AM: Dirt level.
LMO: Dirt level?
AM: How much dirt you have on you, and how much dirt you don’t.
LMO: Do you find this attributable to an emotion?
AM: No, it’s general fear. Cultural fear. The thing about homelessness is that that’s the right in America for children to grow up killing homeless people. It’s the new right of passage in America as well as children to go into high schools and mow down their classmates. This is what I feel is happening. You know? I don’t even look at it as homeless though, that’s the main thing. You got the wrong guy as far as the homeless dude. You know? You picked the wrong fuckin’ dude. I’m just a low down clown. You know? This homeless guy- he’’ another dude….cause I carry my home in my heart. That’s the amazing thing, all those other people are homeless out there…not me. I’m just adequete shelter deprived. Unable to build my sacrificial fires and ceremonial fires wherever I need to cause I’m a holy man. You know? I have a gift. I’m bringing it to the people without a roof over my head. That’s what Jesus said, go out into the wilderness and fornicate….rapidly.
LMO: What would you say is the fundamental oppressive force that impoverishes, so to speak, people such as yourself?
AM: The W.T.O. World Trade Organization. Evil masters of the planet Earth. Or the general class system. What would be my answer to this question? Class war. You know? Which is already trying to be instigated by certain interest groups like the WTO so they can have their U.N. Goon Squad bop down in the back yard and start rounding up “homeless” people and shipping them off to the concentration camps to fuel the new Soylent Green factory dog food conspiracy. What do you think when the WTO kicks in and they sell a billion cars to China? Everybody’s going to be homeless then. ( Smiling) Everybody’s going to be living off dirt and sticks. It just changes hands. The water’s rising, better get ready. I’m building a giant ship out in Bellingham Bay, one of my projects. The center of worship. It’s going to be an underground city, just like in Star Wars.

Aquillo Mallot is a character from Rough Living by CD Damitio. If you enjoyed this, explore more of CD’s books — memoirs, fiction, and philosophy — on Amazon →


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