The president spoke tonight. The state of the union. I’m sure there will be a lot about it on the net. Fucking idiot. I don’t even care what he has to say. He’s a broken record. I guess he’s going to call for Americans to use less oil. I’m sure he’s said that before to […]

“God put down your gun, can’t see we’re dead. God put down your hand, we’re not listening.” I wanna fuck it up….

Books I read over break. Abish, Walter. Alphabetical Africa Beard, Jo Ann. The Boys of My Youth Boyle, T.C. A Friend of the Earth Beckett, Samuel. Waiting for Godot Burgess, Anthony. A Clockwork Orange Camus, Albert. The Plague Capote, Truman. In Cold Blood Carver, Raymond. Cathedral: Stories Dos Passos, John. Three Soldiers Douglass, Frederick. Narrative […]

President Bush is set to announce his new plan for Iraq. Nearly four years after the American invasion of Iraq and we still don’t not have a plan on how to win there. We sent American troops to a foreign land to die with no clear plan for victory, or even a clear vision of […]

Saddam Hussein has been executed. Hanged by the neck for his crimes against humanity. Our nation celebrates, the media outlets triumph the news, we dance around the irony. It’s strange to think of, marching a man to his death. Can we even imagine it? What if he was us? Oh, but he isn’t us. We […]

Recently, some dude who wasn’t even elected president died. CNN devotes the whole front page for this story calling it a “historic tribute”. Give me a fucking break. The BBC has spent the holidays running down illegal rendition sites within NATO while we’ve been running ‘historic tributes’. Don’t worry about us over here. That rabbit […]

Talking head Bill O’Reilly over on FoxNews has been making up a war on Christmas once again this year. It kicked off last year when fellow talking head John Gibson wrote a book about this so called war. But Gibson isn’t as popular or as loud as O’Reilly. O’Reilly is “the culture warrior,” making the […]

Are you with me? The city has drained out as I dance with strippers. Girls tap my shoulder only when I search for porn. But where were they before? They can only judge. The pretty painted cars drown in the spiral. Who will save you now?

Dec. 2006, The Herring Family Newsletter I spent six weeks this summer in Dublin. Living in Rathmines, just south of the canal, I attended the Irish Writing Program led by Irish writers Martin Roper and Mary Morrissy with seventeen other students from across the U.S. I hated Dublin. The canal was full of piss and […]