Month: April 2014

Sad offerings

Sometimes people’s effusions of patriotism make me wrenchingly sad… they look like they’re holding little rag scraps of flag out to the universe, seeing if it will answer, not kill them, give them meaning, give them something besides Waltzing Matilda… the bathos, you can cut it with a knife, ma… I guess it’s one of …

Karl Wenclas…

…who is still trying to tilt against the New Yorker and other unassailable gushers of bullshit, god bless the crazy bastard, has responded to my eleven Liebster questions… His blog is fun overall, particularly if you would like to see Rick Moody strung up by his balls, assuming he has any; give it a look: http://kingwenclas.blogspot.com/2014/04/eleven-questions.html