Table of Contents

Tobacco Slaves

Kinko's Love for Our Planet

Justin Sane

Sweatshops

The Race to the Bottom Comes Home

Life with a kidney Stone

The Conscientious Objector

2+2=4

  

 

 

Cold Fries is a zine, that is now on the web.  In the table of contents above you can read the material from the first issue.  Below is a little about how I started Cold Fries for all you curious monkeys. 

Intro:

Hello and thanks, for reading the first issue of Cold Fries.  I’m really proud of where this zine is for the first issue and I think Cold Fries has a lot of potential.  I’m also very happy with myself and being able to overcome a lot of obstacles that faced me in writing this.  I guess what I want to do for the first issue is talk about what exactly Cold Fries is and why I did it.  No one has read this and I have only edited it so I apologize for any grammatical errors or anything confusing. 

About a year and half ago I started to have a lot of problems with my life (I’m still going through them but not as bad).  All my friends were pissing me off, I had just broken up with a girl after 6 great months, there were problems at home, I was going through mental changes everything once great, now just sucked. Before long I wasn’t close to anyone, I was a loner and I could not figure out why.  Why I hated old friends and could not find any new one’s.  Why I spent more and more time alone convinced I was stupid, I was never going to amount to anything and the reason my life sucked was my entire fault.  Despite all my problems I never did consider suicide because I still felt I had something to give to this world. I just felt alone and confused about all these changes.  I told myself that there must be some people out there that felt like me.

For a while I watched a lot of TV, it let me escape my feelings and problems for just a few hours (why I believe a lot of kids take drugs).  But TV was not helping me out of my depression, only delaying it.  So luckily my very cool parents got me into BOOKS these changed the whole way I thought.  I began reading the classics, Native Sun, 1984, Grapes of Wrath and Catcher and the Rye to name some of my favorites.  In the pages of those books the authors were writing with so much power about things they felt were wrong.  Writing was this major tool that I could use to express my feelings and ideas in such an effective way, I had never seen before.  This sent chills down my back and ideas rushed into my head like the opening of a dam.  I wanted to write.  So I started to write about things that were affecting my life and problems I saw going on in the world. 

Then another problem, I had all these ideas and feelings but no one to share them with.  How could I do this living in the suburbs and going to a conservative high school?  I knew no one would care about the shit I was interested in and even if some were I didn’t feel comfortable enough finding out.  I needed to try to discover a more open-minded group that I was sure would be interested.  Punk music and the roots it stands for was exactly what I needed.  Punk’s culture gave me the idea of free press, I read many punk zines that helped shape mine.  Bands like The Clash, Dead Kennedys, Sub-hum-ans and Minor Threat were singing songs about problems in the world they saw.  These bands really impressed me and I could relate a lot to many of the issues they sang about. So combining what I was reading and the music I was listing to was like adding fire to gunpowder inside my head, it had set off the explosion.  Cold Fries. 

 

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