A spoken-word monologue that catalogs everything the speaker consumes: alcohol, cigarettes, Nike, Tommy Hilfiger, art, poetry, pro-choice politics, Howard Dean. By listing these inputs, the speaker asks what remains of identity when you strip away all the things you've absorbed.
I— I consume alcohol. I consume cigarettes. I consume the news. I consume the library. I consume those little candy-coated chocolate M&Ms. I consume family. I consume independence. I consume music. I consume food, clothing, and shelter. I consume the Nike swoosh. I consume Just Do It. I consume Nautica and Tommy Hilfiger. I consume art that's A to the R to the T. I consume academia. I consume language. I consume memory. I consume the me that is me. It's easy to figure out who that is. Just consider what I consume. I consume education. I consume pro-choice. I consume healthy food. I consume poetry. I consume text, I consume video, I consume New York, I consume South Africa, I consume the Middle East conflict as a New York South African Jew. I consume Iraq and the World Trade Center, but separately of course. I consume World War III, I consume the economy, I consume gay marriage, I consume Howard Dean, John Kerry, John Edwards, and Ralph Nader. Thank you, Mr. Bush, for allowing me the space to consume. I consume the
