“There is a Laffer curve for drinking and writing.” – E.D. Kain, via e-mail.
by Mark Thompson on November 20, 2009
Mark is the Managing Editor of The League of Ordinary Gentlemen.
Nobel Peace Prize Jury Faces Formal Inquiry
Read the story here. Here’s the paragraph that would make clicking through worthwhile, if you’re still undecided:
If the Stockholm County Administrative Board, which supervises foundations in Sweden’s capital, finds that prize founder Alfred Nobel’s will is not being honored, it has the authority to suspend award decisions going back three years — though that would be unlikely and unprecedented, said Mikael Wiman, a legal expert working for the county. ( 6 comments)
A Little Side Project of Mine
As if I needed another blog! This one’s dedicated to translating some of the never-before-translated work of the French neo-Romantic poet Edmond Rostand, author of Cyrano de Bergerac and member of the Académie française.
Everyone knows Cyrano, of course, but much of Rostand’s lyric work has never been read in English before. I’m trying to change that, one poem at a time. ( 7 comments)
Regulatory Capture
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal ( 2 comments)
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It is only the conservatives who say we are to the right of the peak.
Haha. I’ll drink to that, Mark!
I’m drinking to this right now.
I seem, as is all too often the case, not to be writing.
Perhaps I’m too far too the right?
On the other hand, there is an eternally positive correlation between drinking and reading stuff by writers who drink.
(Glug.) Hemingway managed! (Glug glug.) I love Hunter S. Thompson! (Glug glug glug.) Man, this Pete Hamill is amazing. (Glug glug glug glug.) But if I don’t drink, am I not betraying my appreciation for Bukowski?
This is usually around the time you realize someone your age, invariably someone sober, is already a staff writer for the New Yorker.
How do you react to that? I recommend sticking to brown liquor. The clear stuff lacks panache.
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