- April is the cruelest month, which is probably why it’s been designated National Poetry Month, a panacea to that part of the year in which the IRS seizes everybody’s time like a rabid Sumatran rat monkey thirsting for blood. In the spirit of this extreme balance, Ami Greko has been serving up excerpts, audio files and the like at the FSG poetry blog. Dan Wickett has been likewise serving up poems.
- Scott on Proust.
- Gary Indiana has harsh words to say about Clive James. (via This Space)
- In a remarkable departure from Gawker gossip, Choire Sicha ponders the reign of David Remnick.
- RIP Luigi Comencini.
- It seems that Amanda Congdon doesn’t understand that journalism means not shilling for DuPont in infomercials.
- One good reason not to celebrate Easter.
- “Congress is composed of 535 individuals. 238 are lawyers. And you wonder what’s wrong in Congress?” RIP Thomas Hal Phillips. His collaborations with Altman alone, along with his blazing political rants from a car in Nashville, were fantastic.
- A fantastic collection of clips and text on Werner Herzog. (via Quiddity)
- The jagged, dash-strewn syntax of Robert Fisk.
- Social networking and philanthropy taken down to a whole new level. (via Fimoculous)
Don’t make me send that Possessed Easter Cat over to you. It’ll fit in a PO Box, baby. If not, I’ll burn the mother and send the ashes!