As an attached-lober, Mark Twain used literature and writing to overcome his debilitating propensity for violence and anti-social behavior.
As an attached-lober, Mark Twain used literature and writing to overcome his debilitating propensity for violence and anti-social behavior.
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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I cannot say it comes as any surprise to learn that the spiritual perversity evident in every sorry word that dreary fraud foisted upon the eager dupes of the reading public should have shown itself forth in the malformation of his very flesh.
Veneration of that violent, anti-social old huckster is one of the roots of our current intellectual stalemate. What is called for is nothing short of extirpation, and extirpation forthwith.
ZORRO
ZORRO,
Have you ever considered membership in the Korrektiv Kollektiv?
Dear Mr. Lickona,
I do spy the occasional glintings of sound theology and geometry in some, rather widely scattered, postings on the Korrektiv Press Web-Log — particularly in those entries bearing the bylines of Mr. Webb, Mr. Potter, Mr. Finnegan, Mr. O’Brien, a lady writer whose name escapes me, and the Asiatic. Nevertheless, the deficit of taste and decency in this quarter is as pervasive as it is undeniable. So vast is this deficit that even my own, frankly commodious, resources would be, I fear, taxed beyond their capacity to supply either sufficient taste, or sufficient decency, to justify the inevitable upset that my hypothetical immersion in this rank pool of degeneracy would inflict upon my valve. (My valve is rather sensitive.)
In fine: I must reject your veiled invitation, and shall continue my quest for worthy society elsewhere.
ZORRO
P.S. Having meditated upon the manifold shortcomings of this operation, I believe that many can be traced to the baleful influence of Kierkegaard — a thoroughly modern figure, and as such, thoroughly corrupt. Had Kierkegaard lived in a saner, more reasonable age, he would have been burned at the stake. I am happy to say that I have never read a word of Kierkegaard.
ZORRO
Most people who have never read Kierkegaard probably are happier for it, but Kierkegaard might say that happiness isn’t quite the point. Then again, he might not.
I can’t really argue with your charges about taste and decency. Or rather, I won’t.
Also, ZORRO, ‘Asiatic’ is not the preferred nomenclature.