Required Reading
- What’s Your Problem with Joe Biden?
- Dirty Rubles: An Introduction to Trump/Russia (My New Book)
- Youth for the President
- A Summary of the Conspiracy Against the United States
- Trump: the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly (Part 3)
- Postcards from the Resistance, Vol. 8: Mother of All
- From Lance Armstrong to Trump: The Rise & Fall of the Deified Narcissist
- Reading Malcolm X in Texas
- Playing the Donald Trump Game
- President Rapist: Women Under Trump
- An Open Letter to My Fellow Liberals
- The Democrats Can’t Win If They Won’t Fight
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Author Archives: Lawrence Benner
Eric Buchanan Is A Man With A Heart, Like Anybody. Maybe Even More So.
“I don’t put limits on myself, and I feel like I can—and I will—paint anything I want to, anything I can think of, and try any experiment I want. I don’t feel like I’m owned by pressure from a gallery to make this certain type of thing that sells, and stick with that because anything else will confuse people. I don’t care. I like being an independent because I don’t care if it confuses my audience. This is what I like.” Continue reading
Posted in The Arts
Tagged Abstract Expressionism, abstract painting, art, Asheville, Eric Lee Buchanan, Jackson Square, New Orleans, painting
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A BRIEF HISTORY OF MY EXPERIENCES IN THE PUBLIC RESTROOMS OF NORTH CAROLINA
During the Great North American Blizzard of 1996, while I was stranded for several days in the Greyhound Bus Terminal in Charlotte, I masturbated out of boredom to an L.L. Bean catalogue. Continue reading
Posted in Humor, Politics
Tagged bats, civil rights, Ed Gein, Governor Pat McCrory, L.L. Bean, North Carolina, public restrooms, Tarheel, transgender
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THIRSTLAND
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“. . . the chalybeous night swarmed around, erubescent glass dark catoptromancies, ecchymotic seeping, a chiliad of coruscation, auroral florid bathers, rummaging cacoethes . . .” Continue reading
Posted in Chimera
Tagged bawbee, cacoethes, catoptromancies, chiliad, dwaal, eviternity, spitchcocks, thirstland, toplofty
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CHIMERA
find your fingers at the ends of your hands and push, long dark shadows peeling away, faces washing in and out with the surf, sea foam like tiny metallic cake decorations, asphalt gives way to gravel, children in choirs singing, … Continue reading
Posted in Chimera
Tagged absent souls, coastal highway, manila folders, red shag carpet, suckers, uninhabited planet
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The Worst People in America: Mel Gibson
Mel Gibson as symbol—a carefully constructed image of heroism and virtue undermined by a poorly concealed ugliness—is America. Not as we like to see ourselves, but as we truly are—primitive, bigoted, enthralled by superstitions, waving our flags in the blind certainty that we are the greatest race of beings that ever erected a colonnade or scribbled guidelines on a spool of parchment. Continue reading
THE MARTYR WITH A THOUSAND FACES
Sometimes, the actors are so distractingly famous that latex appliances are required to aid in the suspension of disbelief. Nicole Kidman glues on a prosthetic nose, fills her pockets with rocks, walks into a pond . . . and Oscar history. Continue reading
Posted in Popular Culture
Tagged Biopic, drugs, Hollywood, Infinite Jest, Jesus, jimi hendrix, Moitley Croyah, Music, Oliver Stone, Patsy Cline, phonies, Sex, the Doors, The End of The Tour, The Weeklings
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The Song Of Sloth
Maybe The Sleepytime Bear is actually some sort of REM sleep vampire who feeds on the delta brainwaves of insomniacs, keeping them asleep long enough to feed, while their life force slowly ebbs away. On the astral plane, he flies out in darkness on great bat-like wings, scouring the countryside, the valleys and thoroughfares of the night echoing with his bloodthirsty cries. Continue reading
Posted in Sex
Tagged 5 Hour Energy, bears, blind mole rats, CPAP facemask, insomnia, narcoleptic horses, night shift, Sally, sleep apnea, Sleepytime
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