Month: January 2006

From last time: It’s September 1963…Three weeks later, Klan cowards counterpunched by immolating four defenseless girls at worship.

I promised last week that I was going to post a piece about contemporary speech. It’s in the can but it’ll keep. It’s been 20 years now, so the day we’ve set aside to honor the memory of Martin Luther King, Jr., is just about as profanely mercantile as those already afforded the Great (Gay?) Emancipator and George “Who’s your Daddy?” Washington.

How do I love thee, Jon Carroll? Let me pick up the count from last week:

Hm? No—not Him; that’s obvious. I mean Jon Carroll, venerable and, I contend, “veneratable” columnist for the San Francisco Chronicle.