Guys- I just got back from opening night at The Chicago Underground Film Festival in which I'm involved. And while the crowd was huge, I have to say I'm depressed. So many directors, artists and the like either couldn't come or barely could because they've been laid off from their jobs. The stories I heard tonight from so many people really got me down. The worst was from my friend Cynthia Plaster Caster. Cynthia was a groupie in the late sixties/seventies who did plaster casts of male rock stars' genitalia. She has become something of an underground icon since then- doing exhibits of her casts in cities around the world. Despite what you might initially think, she's a wonderful, warm, sweet human being and one of the nicest people I've ever met in my life. Tonight she told me that her cast of Jimi Hendrix's "member" was not allowed to be shown at her exhibit in Boston which people have to pay to see. It was banned. That really scared the crap out of me. Are we really going back to the puritan age? I mean, it's a man's genitalia- we all know what they look like, so what's the big deal? It seems like we're in a War Against Artists as well as Terrorism. I'm sorry, this is not meant to be political, but I'm scared. Somebody please give me an encouraging word, because America is beginning to scare me a lot.