Fables of the Deconstruction

I think we’re alone now

“Citizen Kane” is widely regarded as the greatest American movie ever made. Any legitimate survey will include it in the top five, at least.

Summary of My Discontent

Swill, baby, swill

As oil spreads across the Gulf of Mexico, oozing a greasy sheen on the Redneck Riviera not seen since Uncle Kracker appeared on “MTV Spring Break 2000,” it’s important to look on

Don't Ask, I'm Telling

Queen for (more than) a day

Drag queens have long been declaring their right to be fabulous, entertaining and over the top.

Raised Relief

Derby crash

Put your ill-fitting seersuckers and giant hats in the closet, take an aspirin and get back to work, ye merry revelers. It’s over.

Let’s review:

Emotional Weather Report

The strung out ones and worse

It was the spring of 2005. I was getting ready to go into work and help Harold clean out Twice Told Books and move furniture into his new house.

Fables of the Deconstruction

Tell me it isn’t true

Shortly before he moved to Vail, Colo., with his wife Tracy, 14 or 15 years ago (or was it 10?), my friend Mark G. invited me over for dinner.

Summary of My Discontent

The leaked arena memo

Confidential memo from the Arena Authority chairman to its board of directors

Don't Ask, I'm Telling

When it gets dark, Thunder rolls

The way I see it, sexuality in general is a lot like Thunder Over Louisville.

Keeping Up with the Jones

Threat of Tea Partiers and friends

Any honest dialogue reveals not only a seedy history of American social and political racial reactionary behavior, but also an uneasy present that should give thinking people pause.

Raised Relief

Doubled over

Gentle Reader, I’m concerned my constant prattling about “The Culture of Excess” and “Conspicuous Consumption” may ultimately lead to a decline in interest on your beh