I see Larry about once a week. Last week when I seen him he had this wicked ugly black guy. It was really fucking bad. So I says to him hey Larry what the fuck happened. He turns to me and he says hey it's none of your fucking business. So I let it go.
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Monday, August 25, 2014
Review of The Brit by English Professor
I just stumbled upon this review of The Brit: Drawing Dead, posted some time ago by George Haggerty, an English professor from The University of California - Riverside. I thought I would share it here.
The Brit tells the story of the professional gambler, T.S. Fowler, and various people who encounter him during his short time in Las Vegas, Nevada. T.S., who is mostly called The Brit in the novel, has come to Las Vegas to improve his earnings at poker, which he plays for high stakes, as does his wife, and they both support themselves in this way. The Brit is not cheating or working any system besides luck and his knowledge of the game. But he gets so into playing that he hardly eats, pops amphetamines to stay awake, and drinks, with coffee or gin, depending on whether he wants to keep playing or to crash.
On this particular visit to Las Vegas, he seems to be doing well in reconstructing his fortunes. He is strung out, but he still manages to keep up decent conversational patter, and when he does chat late one night with an attractive corporate lawyer, she is on her guard, but she likes him enough to give him her card.
Meanwhile, in London, his wife Edith is trying to cope with a sense that her life has become meaningless. She visits a counselor and feels for the first time in a long time happy about her prospects and the chance of working things out with the husband, whom she realizes she hardly knows. During his second day, the Brit’s luck turns sour, and he almost instantly loses not only all his gains but everything he brought with him to Las Vegas. This sends him into a crazed spell in which he does some horrendous things, and the next thing Edith hears is that he is being held in a Las Vegas jail on an indictment for murder. Edith responds to his call and heads to Las Vegas with the little cash she has and no idea where to turn.
In the meantime, the Brit has phoned the lawyer, Mary, explaining his plight and asking for her help. She says she will try to help him find an attorney, but she does nothing and he is appointed a public defender. That turns out to be an overworked but very competent and concerned young man, who helps the Brit to shape a defense. He calls Mary again, however, and asks her to help with his wife. Feeling guilty, Mary agrees to contact Edith and offer her a place to stay when she arrives in Las Vegas.
The two women hit it off immediately, and the intensity of their feelings help them both deal with the crises surrounding them. I say “crises” because everything seems to go wrong. The judge rejects a plea—because he is upset that a Lockerbie defendant has been set free in Britain; there is an explosion at the jail; and Edith ends up returning to London alone.
It is a simple tale, almost a long short story or a novella, but it is powerful and thought provoking in lots of ways.
The Brit tells the story of the professional gambler, T.S. Fowler, and various people who encounter him during his short time in Las Vegas, Nevada. T.S., who is mostly called The Brit in the novel, has come to Las Vegas to improve his earnings at poker, which he plays for high stakes, as does his wife, and they both support themselves in this way. The Brit is not cheating or working any system besides luck and his knowledge of the game. But he gets so into playing that he hardly eats, pops amphetamines to stay awake, and drinks, with coffee or gin, depending on whether he wants to keep playing or to crash.
On this particular visit to Las Vegas, he seems to be doing well in reconstructing his fortunes. He is strung out, but he still manages to keep up decent conversational patter, and when he does chat late one night with an attractive corporate lawyer, she is on her guard, but she likes him enough to give him her card.
Meanwhile, in London, his wife Edith is trying to cope with a sense that her life has become meaningless. She visits a counselor and feels for the first time in a long time happy about her prospects and the chance of working things out with the husband, whom she realizes she hardly knows. During his second day, the Brit’s luck turns sour, and he almost instantly loses not only all his gains but everything he brought with him to Las Vegas. This sends him into a crazed spell in which he does some horrendous things, and the next thing Edith hears is that he is being held in a Las Vegas jail on an indictment for murder. Edith responds to his call and heads to Las Vegas with the little cash she has and no idea where to turn.
In the meantime, the Brit has phoned the lawyer, Mary, explaining his plight and asking for her help. She says she will try to help him find an attorney, but she does nothing and he is appointed a public defender. That turns out to be an overworked but very competent and concerned young man, who helps the Brit to shape a defense. He calls Mary again, however, and asks her to help with his wife. Feeling guilty, Mary agrees to contact Edith and offer her a place to stay when she arrives in Las Vegas.
The two women hit it off immediately, and the intensity of their feelings help them both deal with the crises surrounding them. I say “crises” because everything seems to go wrong. The judge rejects a plea—because he is upset that a Lockerbie defendant has been set free in Britain; there is an explosion at the jail; and Edith ends up returning to London alone.
It is a simple tale, almost a long short story or a novella, but it is powerful and thought provoking in lots of ways.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
The Opposite of Morality
"The direct opposite of the principle of morality is, when the principle of private happiness is made the determining principle of the will..." (Emphasis added) Emmanuel Kant
Do we let what drives us be what makes us privately happy?
I wonder. And I wonder what you think?
Do we let what drives us be what makes us privately happy?
I wonder. And I wonder what you think?
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
I Worry About Fracking - Do You?
Energy independence would be good; reducing greenhouse gases would be better. I'm just not convinced that natural gas through fracking is the answer. Here, in Southwestern PA, we are at the epicenter of a whirlwind of fracking activity. The drilling is outpacing the regulation. The rush to fuel, no pun intended, the economy and to extract this energy resource might be a fool's game. At a minimum, it pocks the countryside with tanks and drainage ponds and all the aftermath of a well. Beyond that, I am afraid of what time will tell. The law lags science and science lags economic impetus to move forward and cash in. But at what cost? I only advocate caution and, more importantly, precaution. I'm not a scientist or a geologist, but I don't think the gas is going anywhere. Can't we take some time to make sure we're not doing more harm than good.
What do you think?
http://www.cmaj.ca/content/early/2014/04/22/cmaj.109-4725.long
What do you think?
http://www.cmaj.ca/content/early/2014/04/22/cmaj.109-4725.long
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Monday, June 25, 2012
Mission of Love Foundation
This past Saturday my wife and I met an extraordinary woman in the Denver airport. The circumstances of our meeting involve being bumped from a flight, the rudeness with which the airline handled it, blah, blah, blah... But the circumstances also introduced us to Kathy Price and her organization's amazing mission - to help the poorest of the poor in the poorest parts of the world. We were coming home from vacation; she and her son were coming home from building houses for Native Americans in Idaho.
Check out this organization and the work they do at www.missionoflove.org. We did and were thoroughly impressed.
There are some really great people out there. Kathy Price, the founder of this organization, is one of them. Consider helping her and The Mission of Love Foundation.
Keep up the great work, Kathy. We are all better off because of your compassion and empathy.
Check out this organization and the work they do at www.missionoflove.org. We did and were thoroughly impressed.
There are some really great people out there. Kathy Price, the founder of this organization, is one of them. Consider helping her and The Mission of Love Foundation.
Keep up the great work, Kathy. We are all better off because of your compassion and empathy.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Haiku - The Chase
Haiku - The Chase
Copyright 2012 Matt Cairone
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Lithe and lean in spots
Divulsing prey with rancor
Known by no other
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