Monthly Archives: November 2025

‘Something Endlessly Inspiring and Strange’

While Shakespeare’s plays must have stemmed from some personal experience, they take the “thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to” and, through an act of artistic creation, fashion them into something endlessly inspiring and strange. (Drew Lichtenberg) Inspiring and … Continue reading

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Portrait of the Reader as an Exigent Mug

“Boundless extension of torment, incredible intensity of suffering, unceasing variety of torture. This is what the Divine Majesty, so outraged by sinners, demands.” (From “Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man” by James Joyce) I’ve been hearing a milestone … Continue reading

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I Have a Bone to Pick with the Food Chain

In a neighboring town I glimpsed a lone cow in a chute back of a meat processing plant. She was staring fixedly at something unidentified off to my right, heedless of my passing. Only one outcome was left for her.  … Continue reading

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The Parable of Angus Burdoo

“Interdependence is no longer our choice… It is our condition. We will either build healthy interdependencies and rise together or suffer through unhealthy interdependencies and fall together.” (Dov Seidman, quoted here) Picture a man who engenders a lovely daughter. In … Continue reading

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Never Too Many Books

… Peter-Ayers Tarantino[’s aesthetic] recalls that of maximalist bibliophiles of centuries past, including Marcel Proust and Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, was formed during a life on the road. In the Abstract Expressionism section, Tarantino extracts, almost without looking, a thick … Continue reading

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And One More Thing…

I adore compression and spareness, and Infinite Jest, finished at 7:29PM on 11-16-25, is bloated and prolix. It tells you something that it’s a novel with footnotes. Hundreds of them. During the periods when I ground my teeth, it tracked … Continue reading

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‘I’m Too Old to Paint Such Beautiful Things’

Monet made the comment about being too old before starting to paint the town feverishly. I’ve seen enough of his paintings for now. They’re on pillowcases and doilies. They’re everywhere!  What I relish is seeing the man himself feeding the … Continue reading

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Middlesex Praise God, Texas View

Imagine Middlesex — it must exist — a town, maybe a “village,” not a city. It’s in The Shires — wherever that is — an English village situated on a stream whose name is sufficiently spelt with three letters. The … Continue reading

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Time’s Wingèd Hotrod Tailgates Our Patoots*

 “It’s easier to turn an aquarium into fish soup than to turn fish soup into an aquarium.” (Russian saying) Time’s wingèd hotrod tailgates our patoots.The piper that denies it is pie-eyed.Rosin up the bow and lick a toad!Time’s wingèd hotrod … Continue reading

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Review of ‘Infinite Jest’ (Don’t Worry, I’m Jesting!)

I haven’t finished listening to the novel on my new Audible subscription, but I see no reason not to review it. It’s twenty-seven Titanics of insanity steaming with breakneck slowness over an eternity of pages towards a who-knows-what species of … Continue reading

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