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What is real?
What is imagined?
Who lies?
Who doesn't?

Arthouse.

Pretentious.

Amazing.

Do yourself a favor.

See it... Twice. Trust me on this one.

Just finished Ian McEwan's Saturday. Subtle, but not. A different kind of day in the life. "Oh boy" is right. It's not Atonement, but then again it doesn't need to be. Well worth your time.

Published a new piece in Satya Magazine.



Warning: This one is not for laughs, kids. Hope you like it anyway.

I Held Them While They Died
February 2006, Satya Magazine

"There they were," the newspaper story began, "3,500 chickens scattered all over the highway. And half a dozen animal rights activists, their feathers ruffled, trying to save the fowl from a foul fate."

The chickens referred to in the article, "I-95 Becomes Chicken Stew" were dumped on a Virginia highway when the truck carrying them took a curve too fast on an Interstate 95 ramp and overturned en route from North Carolina to a slaughter-house in New Jersey. It was August 1995.

As I stepped into the basement of the ASPCA in New York City in October 2005 to help transport the chickens rescued from my current hometown of Brooklyn to a sanctuary for safe-keeping, the almost forgotten, but never absent memory of that day over ten years earlier came flooding back.

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Oh, before I forget... in a fit of boredom, I finally made myself an Amazon.com Wishlist. Feelin' generous? Go 'head... buy me something. Used is fine. Really.

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