By Eric Le Roy
I might be giving the game away if I tell you I’ve been married five times and now present myself as an authority on the best way to sustain a happy ‘holy’ matrimony. You’ll be forgiven for asking: How can this chronic nuptial fuck-up possibly have anything to say besides “Here is some advice you should immediately ignore”? It probably wouldn’t help if … Read the rest
When I was a young lad long ago in the bland, faceless, smugly prosperous America of the 1950s, I had an itch to be somewhere else. As I heard the expression put first on the TV series “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, I would indulge myself regularly in a game called “Anywhere but Here.” The Germans have a beautiful word for it: Wanderlust.
But … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
Have you ever gazed into a circus mirror that stretched you until you looked like a tapeworm or a spaghetti noodle with eyes? Or breathed in a blast of helium and then tried to talk, sounding like an idiot from Looney Tunes, so bad that even a therapist would piss himself laughing?
These are distortions, of course, but then so is a cartoonist’s … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
Suppose you spend long enough consuming Western news. In that case, you start to feel a kind of informational tinnitus — a high, continuous whine behind everything, a reminder that the machine is always running even when you’re not paying attention. It’s not a sound you can locate. It’s simply there, like an aftertaste, evidence that someone has been vibrating the air around your … Read the rest
By Eric Le Roy
In this, our very own segment of the fabulous history of humankind, one of the best things you can do – informally or otherwise – is to become a good editor. I don’t mean a ‘journalism’ editor; I mean a life editor. This is because there is so much ‘information’ piling up in front of us these days that we need a powerful … Read the rest
