Sad to Say, if you ask any graduating class today who James Earl Ray was, less than 10% of those over-priced diplomas would know the confessed, then-unconfessed, alleged-assassin of Dr. Martin Luther King was indisputably one of the three biggest hand-picked-stooges in history, along with Curly Larry Sirhan and Mo Harvey Oswald »
the illusion is that you are simply reading this poem. the reality is that this is more tha… Read the rest »
That night he was woken by her long nails scratching lines of blood down his stomach and across his groin, a violent gesture which she repeated even as she pulled him inside her, locking her legs around his waist as if she wanted to break him in two. For the rest of the night, she... »
The Tar Baby is an inanimate character from the 1946 Disney film, Song of the South, the animated segments of which are based on the Uncle Remus stories compiled by Joel Chandler Harris. Jim Dickinson, the godfather of postpunk mutant funk, was a long time Uncle Remus protege, and one of the last great... »
This here excursion of three stray dogs lookin' to hide out of the holy night is something else: Silent, clandestine, completely indulgent, yet valid, unlike flogging your hype. . .Last night, blessed be His name, I thought I might find a miracle out there among the trees and one hundred percent Vermont maple syrup... »
Thanks for the wild turkey and passenger pigeons destined to be shit out through wholesome American guts... Thanks for vast herds of bisons... Thanks for bounties on wolves and coyotes...Thanks for a nation of finks... »
"In the cellar there was a restaurant with dancing and a Brazilian samba band, on the ground floor a French restaurant, on the next floor a soul food restaurant and blues bar, with Hazel Scott on the piano, and on the top floor there was a Russian nightclub called Chez Vodka, with a balalaika... »
On one of my birthdays, Girodias offered me an impromptu party at the Russian restaurant, ordering up chocolate soufflés and champagne, and telling the Russian orchestra to play any song I requested. Because he had no actual gift to hand me, Girodias picked up a wine glass and ate it, gazing into my... »
Just being at the Taj Mahal seems to make people happy, although I got so annoyed with the relentless hustlers that I summarily declared them “invisible”. India was great, but Indians were assholes to be avoided when possible, exploited when necessary, and never, ever, believed. Oh, Bwana. »
I am the man you think you are. . . . If you want to know what I’ll do, figure out what you’ll do. I’ll do the same thing, only more of it. You get your freedom by letting your enemy know that you’ll do anything to get your freedom: then you’ll get it. It’s the only... »
Even if eating it is not exactly their thing they always have the option to use it as a dildo made exclusively for them personally by white trash fashionistas from the south of France collection, Dominique, would you like a tattoo of your face on your ass, dear, while you’re waiting for the designer to take measurements we can use... »
In a stroke of journalistic brilliance -- madness? -- Esquire magazine, sensing that the Democratic convention in Chicago might well be a historic event, invited three world-famous writers, all published by or associated with Grove, to cover the convention: the satirist Terry Southern, author of The Magic Christian. . .William Burroughs, author of Naked Lunch. . . and Jean... »
Like Afghanistan I’m full of corruption. My friend McGuane once said, ”I’d gladly commit a hundred acts of literary capitulation to keep my dog in Alpo. “ The little ones needed dental braces and flutes, cars and houses. Off and on I’ve had this dangerous golden touch like a key to a slot machine streaming 20-dollar gold pieces. It was so... »
Looking back on it, depression had likely been plotting its attack on me for a while. . .I had spent the night before—as I did most Fridays—loading up on all- you- can- drink wine and assorted fried things with friends at a Chinese restaurant on the Upper West Side and then stumbling around Manhattan... »
At about six in the morning I really started cooking on the alleged “Manchester passages”. . . “. . . wan, and wholly bereft, she steals away from the others, moving trancelike towards the darkened rear-compartment where the casket rests. . . She gasps, and is literally slammed... »
John Calley, who was a very hip Producer at MGM - was sure it was time to do Blue Movie." He was convinced that the first studio to come out with a quality full length film showing erection and penetration, using stars, would go over the top. "It'll be like Gone With The Wind,"... »
Nothing and Everything is about the relationship of Eastern thought, particularly Buddhism, to the arts in post-war New York City —from the early 1940s to the early1960s—a handful of individuals brought about major changes in music, performance, dance, theater, installation, video, mixed media, painting, and sculpture, as the evolution from modernism to postmodernism broke down... »
Ed Sanders is some sort of parody of all the MC’s of history. He looks like James Jones, or a foul Bob Hope. Neither he nor his “slum goddess of the lower east side” is aphrodisiac, but they are wildly funny because he and his songs have trapped the infantilism of smutty little boys.... »
At the end of the day, hombres, it ees all about ideas anyway, isn't it? I mean, it ees the transmission of ideas. Even the bad ones, the lies, the propaganda in the name of one bogus god or another. . .in order to sell the program and advance the cause, whatever it... »
I see my thirty-five-year-old boss Betty Allen standing at the door of the club. She scratches at an itch that’s under her tight black skirt and her hand yanks up her fish net stocking at the knee. . A tattoo of a zombie geisha fills up her entire upper arm. The tattoo goes against... »
Every Night the Trees Disappear is an intimate chronicle of the visionary filmmaker Werner Herzog directing a masterwork in which his actors were hypnotized throughout. This chronicle is interwoven with Herzog’s original screenplay to create a unique vision of its own, the married texts playing off each other hypnotically. »
By the time he was in the 8th grade Barney Rosset was permanently radicalized, a romantic and pri… Read the rest »
I thought she said “There’s a bullet hole in my skull the size of Detroit” He got older but what he really lost was the energy of life he had this energy then he lost it because what happens is you start to see the outcome see where it’s all headed & then you do So you don’t want to go there anymore but there’s already nowhere else to... »
No big thing, but it wasn't a secret to anyone who was paying attention that the end of the world was a process not an event, yet when the inevitable finally kicked in, 99.4 percent of the population, including the religious zealots who were praying for it to happen, still didn't realize it. ... »
Sometime between the ages of eight and nine, traumatized by The Story of Dr. Doolittle, and his a… Read the rest »
"dick lit" is here to acknowledge the good, bad and ugly that goes with it, as it celebrates every young boy's quest to get off the next time, and every old man's quest to get off one more time, before there is no time left to get off on... »
Mimi & Richard Farina Live
In 1965, Mimi and Richard Farina dropped by the studios of WTBS (now WMBR) with electric guitarist Barry Tashian (of Barry & the Remains) for music and talk with DJ Ed Freeman. Richard is on dulcimer. One of Mimi’s two guitars is tuned like a dulcimer. The explanation for the brief gap in the tape has long been lost.
Li looked firmly into his eyes. “No! I want man who is also a woman.” Penman nodded against his will, his gaze stealing down toward the strap-on dildo she was generously coating with lube. It thrust out like a red cannon from her leather harness. Why red? Is it because she’s from China?
