Month: April 2004

Looks like my commentary and links about the war on terrorism, the pharmaceutical industry, independent publishing, snuff films disguised as religious commentary, and ape breakups (which help explain the profusion of gorilla rampages in zoos across the country) are growing in appeal. March was another record month for visits to Virtual Memories.

However, the entry that garnered the most e-mail feedback from readers was this one. Why? Because I wrote the words, “I have a new girlfriend.”

So, to satisfy my readers’ desire to know more about my private life, I post here a pic of the little lady.

In other news, I’ll be over at the Hi Life Bar & Grill in NYC tonight (SE corner of 83rd and Amsterdam). Any NYC/NJ VM readers interested in dropping by for a drink (and impromptu 1980s karaoke on top of the bar)?

There’s a magazine of that title, published by the U.S. Air Force Academy. The new book by Paul West that I published last year was just named Editor’s Choice in the current issue. I’m proud of that.

Reviewer Lt. Col. James M. Meredith writes, “Paul West’s fiction stunningly and perpetually deals with violence, trauma, the conditions and nature of evil. The Immensity of the Here and Now does not shy from exploring and deciphering the vicious and randomly dangerous world that surrounds us.”

He adds, “West is a writer who still believes in the transcendent power of literature and art, which is why I join many in considering him our most vital living writer.”

New documents show that the Clinton administration knew about the massacres in Rwanda much earlier than it officially claimed to, and hid its collective head in the sand to avoid getting involved in another Somalia.

Plus, here’s a piece on the UN’s stonewalling of the plane crash that helped instigate the massacres. This one utterly boggles the mind.

I would love to hear from Samantha Power on this stuff. Anyone know how to reach her?

Talk about “No Child Left Behind” . . .

(Warning: You are SO going to hell if you laugh at this one)

Kudos to South Park for its take on The Passion last night, even if its rendition of Mel Gibson was a little, um, cartoony.