Category Archives: Poetry and fiction

Prufrock’s honor…

There is worthiness, which is difficult; it can never be supplied by another, and it can never be faked. And there is worship, which is demanding; you can fake the virtues the worshipper worships, but you dare not falter. And … Continue reading

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Lies all the way down: Ventilating Uncle Willie’s Father’s Day funk.

“Hey, dipshit, if you want to lose your house and lose your family, to see your kids a third of the time if you’re lucky, to watch them spin out of control as they learn to pit the two of … Continue reading

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Fathering fathertongue: “The purpose of civilization is to prevent rape, to make the world safe for women and children.”

“Can you read the inscriptions on the buildings outside? This is M.I.T.’s way of honoring all the great men of science. Galileo, Kepler, Fourier, LaPlace. Aristotle, toward whom every branch of science must bow. Hundreds of names, some larger, some … Continue reading

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For Father’s Day, sympathy for the trans-aborted.

“How can you live your authentic reality as a stuffed animal if you can’t be laundered? Are the trans-furry to be forevermore mislabeled as ‘Dry Clean Only’?”A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story June 18, 2015 “So here’s a question for you,” … Continue reading

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Telling long stories about other people’s nightmares — for Father’s Day.

“Every one of those guys knows that this could be his last Father’s Day at home, his last chance to see his kids before they get sideswiped for life by the family court system, his last chance to make believe … Continue reading

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Willie Humanseed: Cultivating greatness one choo-choo train ride at a time.

“All aboard!”A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Monday, April 24, 2017 “Oh, I do love to see a man in a collared shirt!” I said that to The GoBot as the brood of youngsters and their grandma was still approaching me … Continue reading

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#MyKindOfBenedy: Notes on a reconciliation with satire.

Just when you thought nothing could be more enduringly funny than the shopping mall choo-choo train itself…1. As always, comedy is a misleading term, since you can make fun of people either as farce or as satire. 2. That comes … Continue reading

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