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Monthly Archive for January, 2009

Everybody’s talkin’ about Canada—not as much as before the election of Barack Obama took the git up from so many would-be exiles but even if you haven’t followed Rangers hockey since Phil Esposito retired, Canada is  a tough place to keep out of the conversation. In the large orthodox Jewish community of Midwood, Brooklyn, a […]

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Patsy Cline, Faron Young and Ray Price turned his songs into standards; Miles Davis named one of his Jack Johnson-era jams after him; he bailed Dennis Hopper out of jail after one of The Last Movie auteur’s notorious mid-‘70s acid benders; your mom may have sang along with Julio Iglesias and him; the great Carla […]

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Tables Upturned And Chapbooks Thrown Four People Seriously Injured Others Removed With Feelings Hurt Pandemonium In Verse —Headlines from the Brooklyn Daily Eagle, 19 January 1907 ARK 34, Spire on the Death of L.Z. is this happening, a quick as a squirrel’s tail spright of deer but burnished as a grackle foci evenly distributed as […]

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Dear Rick, Here’s the volume I mentioned. I think you may come to share my view that Borges is one of the truly great, protean, generative writers ever. Incidentally, the Barnes & Noble on 83 & B’way has the Hofstadter book Goedel, Escher & Bach (in the upstairs philosophy section, under the author’s name). I’d […]

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by Ernie Koy, Jr, Bronx Bureau Chief Randy Levine, President of the New York Yankees, is one of the biggest scumbags (Harlem River Whitefish) in town, and in era marked by Mike Bloomberg on one side and Bernie Madoff on the other— or is that Christine Quinn on one side, Adolfo Carrión Jr on the […]

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Is Coney Island handball or hoops? Where does Coney fish, and where does it play tennis? How did that African market end up next to a Mexican grocery? What was BZA doing on the terrace in 1982? Wasn’t she scared? Why don’t we read about multi-ethnic Coney Island more often? The Russians and the Jamaicans? […]

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New York is the biggest goddamn hick town of all. That anyone at any level could entertain the idiocy of a Kennedy Senate appointment— especially when there are… how many other un- or underemployed women in this state who could use a (better) job?  I don’t have an exact number but just hitting the streets […]

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“In my life had… what? Maybe three big shocks. Shock number one was when I head Cary Grant was Jewish. Shock number two was finding out how how Jell-O, pure, pathetic parveh Jell-O, sweet ecumenical Jell-O what you could eat with milk or meat— Jell-O was not kosher. But you know what was? Drake’s Devil […]

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Comics, before they are permitted to pass into camp ground— I think to some extent of W.C. Fields and Lenny Bruce— must suffer a sea change. Despair is downgraded to aggravation, madness is misread as eccentricity; and when from the extremes of alienation they rage and rail at us we hear or choose to hear […]

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Father Sullivan gnawed his wrists like a puppy. He punched his knee ten times, felt nothing. He went form mirror to mirror, tracking the scent of himself. This room, his home, had forgotten him, as missionaries must be forgotten. In his lap he held the chain from the dumbwaiter. The links were rectangular. He cleaned […]

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