beastofbourbon has a new community that’s worth investigating. To say that is about raging against the dying of the light would be to engage in the fine art of understatement. Mike is mad, and he ain’t gonna take it anymore. Good stuff, and highly recommended. A warning, though – if you like George Bush, this one is going to piss

You know who you are, although everybody else reading the Pit right now has no clue about this entry. Dr. Clark has told me a bit about you. The gods only know what she’s told you about me, though. Let’s use this space to prep my visit to class a bit. Start by telling me who you are and what

This morning I sent around via my e-mail list the text of a blog at that liberal rag The Nation that talks about globalization, Bush, etc., and uses as its jumping-off point the curious presence on the president’s iPod of one James McMurtry, a musician who has been brutally critical of the president and his No Millionaire Left Behind politics.

There’s a pretty active discussion on Audities (e-mail list) right now as to whether the new Supergrass record is great or less than great. I haven’t heard it, and therefore have no opinion as of yet. I did offer these comments, though. I’m glad to hear that it’s not just me. I’ve been a big Supergrass fan for awhile now,

Ooh – so it begins to look as though FEMA’s Michael Brown may have, ummm, “embellished” his resume? More at myths_americana….

“No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun – for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax – This won’t hurt.” Article. This will save you the pain

Damn. Alan Dershowitz crawls up on the casket, rips open the lid, and stomps the nards of the deceased in his new HuffPost Rehnquist obit. Brutal stuff. But you know, dying doesn’t automatically make you a good person, does it?

One of my volunteer “beta readers” for my manuscript got back to me this morning with all kinds of really interesting, detailed comments. I asked a huge variety of folks to respond, and I did so because the last thing in hell I want is to only hear from pro poetry types. I want that feedback, yes, but I’m also

Clearly I must have misanswered some of the questions. Because this ain’t even close….

1. Go here. 2. Pass it on. My answers:

Below is a review I was asked to write for the new Paul Lewis CD, Trading Horror Stories (hence the somewhat overwrought, out-of-character stylism of certain passages – it’s a review, after all). In the interest of full disclosure: Paul is a close friend. I co-wrote one of the songs on the record. Ergo, I may not be fully objective.

For those of you who know and love drdenny – got this in the morning e-bag from a mutual friend of ours: Don’t know if you heard about Denny. Here’s the condensed version: Bicycle accident. Ruptured/shredded Achilles tendon. He had surgery Friday. Lengthy recuperation/rehab expected. Maybe you could encourage all your cyberfriends who know him to send him words of

Cody over at Mojo City News is calling for asses. If I were so inclined, I could argue that we should table the hangings until after we’ve saved the victims, but it’s also true that nothing motivates contemporary American “leadership” quite like very public, poll-threatening, displays of outrage while the cameras are rolling. In this sense, calling for the heads

Thanks to Dr. Frank Venturo for passing this link along. CNN, which is providing us with an unusually good job of reporting (given how abysmal they have been at times in the past few years) stacks the sanitized government version of how well things are going in N.O. up against other, more dramatic eyewitness accounts. For instance: FEMA Chief Michael

Spencer Peavey at SBU forwards this on. Refer any affected Gulf Coast students you know of… _____________________ St. Bonaventure is offering free room and board and one-half tuition scholarships to students from higher education institutions in areas affected by the hurricane