Monthly Archives: December 2011

This if off the live board at my weekly “Acoustic Air Force” open mic, and has only been tweaked ever so slightly. Continue reading →

Batocchio at Vagabond Scholar has undertaken the noble task of keeping the late Jon Swift’s Year-End Blog Roundup alive. Continue reading →

When you can disgust a pornographer, that’s saying something. Case in point: Sarah Palin’s misinterpretation of which daughter Dave Letterman made an Alex Rodriguez/NY Yankees joke about, which became the “underage” daughter, which became theoretical “statutory rape” and, therefore, “rape.” As in “DAVID LETTERMAN IS MAKING JOKES ABOUT RAPING A CHILD!” Continue reading →

The “O” in the center turns out to have unintended implications. Continue reading →

Let me restate the thesis of “The Invisible Empire” the interconnection between self-defined libertarians and the neo-Confederate “lost cause” and White Supremacist underground is exstensive and disturbing. The same characters with the same weird views keep showing up in the same contexts. Take a gander at this … Continue reading →

This is just to tell you that I have done this as a Citizen out of love of my fellow citizens, and for what the “United States of America” actually stands for and could stand for. I have done it as an act of “altruism” — that word so loathed by Ayn Rand and her followers. I have attempted to write this unselfishly, as an act more of service than self-service. Continue reading →

Most of you remember the terror, and how it began. Sheerest chance that the invaders appeared at that time of year, or that they arrived at Pismo Beach, California at a shopping mall. Most of it’s been declassified now, so I can fill in the spots you don’t know… Continue reading →

I wrote this during the amazing Summer and Fall of 1986, when I wrote two books, two screenplays and a slew of short stories and essays, and fathered a daughter in my Hollywood office on Kingswell, in what turned out to be Walt Disney’s original studio. (OK: He originally started in his garage,which was two blocks down the street. I used to walk by it, nights.) Continue reading →

We don’t usually see life in these terms, of course. We see it as an endless parade, and we dream about cruising the Mediterranean with our Retirement Nest egg and how proud our grandkids will make us. We dream of moving up the corporate ladder. We dream of creating the perfect confluence between the Pie In The Sky Constitution guarantees of freedom of speech and call in to talk radio shows when Huckleberry Finn has been banned, yet again… Continue reading →

All drawings from November, 2011. You never did the Kenosha Kid. Continue reading →

The greatest problem of the next few days will be a big story with a lot of paid bloviators bloviating based on not all that much. I mean, if it were Lindsey Lohan, they could expound for hours, but in this case, we don’t have the paparazzi shots and snippy memories and phony familiarity Continue reading →