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Racism

(CBS) Taye Diggs, the stage, film and TV star, has been coping with some very real drama.

He and his wife, Tony-winner Idina Menzel, have gotten hate mail spurred by their interracial marriage.

(CNN) -- Britain's Prince Harry "deserves a break" after his apology for wearing a Nazi uniform to a costume party, his aunt, the Duchess of York, has told CNN.

Harry, third in line for the British throne, was pictured on the front page of Thursday editions of Britain's The Sun newspaper wearing a swastika on his sleeve at the party. The 20-year-old was also holding a drink and smoking a cigarette. The rest here.

The royals lost me on this one. I was all in favor of retaining them (not that I have a say), but this one got me. The inbreeding has obviously dimmed the intellect of the current crop, the need for someone to usurp the throne of England is evident...who's with me???? I need plane fare.

On a serious note, there are actually people who defend this snotty little fucker who is probably too dumb to recognize what his uniform meant. At least I hope that's what it is. Of course, these people can't see anything really bad about Auschwitz, hell some of them don't even know what Auschwitz was.

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BAD FICTION SEX

I was reading this article on Tom Wolfe winning the prize for bad sex in literature. It occurs to me, how do you write good sex? It's like trying to find a new way to describe somebody eating, short of a character inserting food via their nostrils, it's hard to say anything new. Even the internal mechanics are pretty often the same, or said in the same way, anyway. By internal mechanics I mean emotional/intellectual. I know it can be done though, just not very easily, and requiring a great deal of insight inot what a character is thinking/feeling. It will probably wind up being autobiographical too. It's one of those things that force you to call on memory rather than experience.

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ALL THE JOYS OF BLOODY VENGEANCE
By
WR BULL (Part 1)


He was scarred in all kinds of new ways, new souvenirs, deeper and uglier than the ones he went in with, missing a tooth, smoking more than he had before, but he came out, came back home unraped, unbeaten, and less afraid than ever. He got a job with his uncle, working as a clerk in the mornings answering the phone and working the cash register. He got a room in Delford, a rough-drawn haphazard little town, no straight roads anywhere. He bought weed and sat by his window in the evenings and smoked and planned.

Oh, how he hated the world. He wanted to kill and kill and never stop killing. He wanted to walk into restaurants and dump a bucket of gasoline on somebody and set them on fire. He wanted to get a gun and fire tight groupings into walking bodies. He wanted to strangle, to decapitate. Thing was, now he could do it. Prison had given him the key to the hole where the animals were kept. Now all he wanted was for somebody to set him off.

There she was sitting on the veranda swing, the Great White Goddess in all her glory. She would see him standing behind the tree and imagine he still cared, still the little loser who loved her and couldn't find anybody else who wanted him. He was the one she had wanted when she still thought he was stronger and blacker than he turned out to be. Yeah man, she got herself a real nigger now, big and black, and this one has money. After prison in Tennessee Neill found that the voices in his head are almost always African American. She was there on the swing looking happy like he had never been in her life and he wanted so much to kill her. Not slowly though, fast and bloody and hard. What did that say?
(END OF PART 1)

RUM PUNCH By Elmore Leonard

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