Wednesday, August 12, 2015

BEACHED SNAIL




Ever since my good friend David Schoffman marooned upon the golden shores of the Pacific his intellectual compass has skewed to the south. This one time tireless cultural warrior, this beacon of probity and enlightened rectitude has slowly descended into the fiery ring of the fatuous and the feather-headed.

As if any more evidence was wanting, he recently appeared on what seems to be some sort of political/literary televised panel on the subject of American aggression.

I know that when one lives in Los Angeles the thrill of appearing on the small screen is always a thrilling prospect but I'm afraid my poor, camera-ready friend was well beyond his depth.


I think he must be spending too much time at the beach.

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