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A Ritual of Destruction Hidden in the Everyday

We have recently had occasion to observe a ritual that is rampant across the United States. It is one that, in our opinion, speaks to deep fissures in the civilized psyche, but it is seldom recognized or understood for what it really is.

In this ritual, the adult members of a household spend days cleaning their living space. They pick up, put away, mop floors, vacuum carpets, wipe down tables. They then decorate the house, often evoking themes related to magic, wonder, or the exotic. They hang streamers, paint dioramas, paste paper flowers and animal shapes on the walls. They then prepare a small feast, the centerpiece of which is a large cake, which can be of almost any flavor, but is almost always covered with a thick layer of frosting.

On the appointed day, the parents open the doors of their home to a raging juvenile horde. The little revelers proceed to rapidly destroy all of the preparations upon which the adults spent so much time and effort. They tear down the streamers and swing them like bull whips, they use markers and pens provided for craft activities to gouge cavities in the walls, they break any toys or games bought specifically for use at this festivity before the instructions can be read. Read More »

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Research Brief: Terrorist Acts Create Safety

A sociology professor at Upland Downs University has published a working paper arguing that terrorism saves lives. Gerald Singhe, the researcher in question, compared cities that experienced a significant terror attack with demographically similar municipalities that didn’t. He found lower murder rates, traffic deaths, and suicides in the cities that experienced terror in the year following an attack. “I call it the terror-wellbeing multiplier,” he says. “For each death in a terror attack, we see 1.5 to 2 lives saved due to increased law enforcement, lower travel rates, and other factors.” His most controversial argument is that people interested in protecting their hometowns should plan and attempt to carry out terror attacks, while terrorists should try to stop them. “I haven’t proved that empirically yet,” he admits.

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Write a Letter

by Bethany Champagne

you should write letters to the newspaper.
lame letters that are forcefully witty yet lacking in
wit.
about things that don’t really matter.
get positively irate about something written
in the style section.

you should write letters to meredith baxter-birney so
you can be like me.

you should write letters to your unborn child telling
it how much unencumbered fun you are having because it
is, as yet, unborn.

you should write letters to the person who lives in
the apartment next to yours telling them how lonely
you feel,
separated,
as you are,
by the steel and concrete and plaster.
how many nights you lie awake thinking
about clawing through the walls until your hands are
bloody and raw. just to remove the barrier. just to be
closer.

you should write letters to a friend’s dog. post them
to the dog’s name and tell the dog how much you have
been admiring it from afar.
how you catch glimpses of it on its morning walks and
how you love the way it turns around and playfully
bites on the leash sometimes.
how you think of that moment during your work day.
how it makes you smile.

you should write letters to me. tell me all of the
things you’ve never told anyone.
tell me the things you keep in the cracks, the things
that shame you
to the core.

i’ll read them wrapped in my fur blanket with candles
lit.
i’ll use the fire to burn them, slowly, ceremoniously,
when i’m done. after i’ve brushed them
across my mouth.
i’ll take them as my own, put them in the cracks with
mine.

the places that hold memories like
that time i ducked down to tie my shoe,
embarrassed to be in my grandpa’s car
as we idled at the red in front of my high school.
how i thought of that moment minutes after he died.

the places where so
many little emaciated faces still call to me.
small,
dirty,
angelic
brown faces who will grow up hungry and
tired if they grow up at all.

i will put the words of your letters there.

 

Read Bethany Champagne’s bio.

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Rebranding Literature — The Epitaph Edition

As we look around the world of literature and consider how it has performed in terms of commerce, we continue to be disappointed. We have to date improved the work of poets, memoirists, and novelists, yet so much remains to be done. We keep seeing whole fields of endeavor where it seems our literary brothers and sisters have not stopped even for one second to ask what should be the first question in any act of composition, How can I make some scratch from this?

Virginia Woolf's epitaph improvedTake the epitaph as an example. The beauty of the epitaph is that it sums up the life and the work at once and ties them together. Because of its unique authority—being carved in stone rather than printed on paper is a physical enactment of this authority—the epitaph is more likely to be remembered than any other line a writer composes. In Keats’ “Here lies one whose name was writ in water,” which he wrote shortly before his demise, we have all the tragedy of his early death cutting short the heroic scope of his ambition. Virginia Woolf’s epitaph—“Death is the enemy. Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding o Death. The waves broke on the shore.”—is taken from the final lines of her novel The Waves. What a great recognition of the masterly completeness of her literary achievement. Also, what a saddening and even harrowing evocation of her death by drowning.

Epitaphs are uniquely poignant for this crossing from literature to life. And that is exactly why they provide the perfect moment for a little deft product placement.* Think of the glory of bequeathing to posterity a recommendation for, say, a good hair care product. What better way to stanch the tears of heirs as they visit your grave than to remind them of the sponsorship income they enjoy because of your labors?

Not only do we think there is a place for commerce in epitaphs, we think it is essential for the future of the literary enterprise that we exploit this potential revenue stream. We can’t afford to leave money on the table, let alone the altar, the pyre, or the casket.

John Keats
“Here lies one whose name was writ in Dasani.”

Oscar Wilde
“And alien tears will fill for him
Pity’s long broken urn,
For his mourners will be outcast men,
And outcasts always mourn.

So cry aloud, you broken souls,
Keep up your teary racket.
Wrap him in your pining groans
and a sharp Brioni jacket.”

George Eliot
“Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence
and a dose of FOCUSfactor.”

Sylvia Plath
“Even amidst fierce flames the Golden Lotus, PF Chang’s,
or any number of quality Chinese restaurants can be planted.”

Alexander the Great
“A tomb now suffices him for whom even a Ferrari F12berlinetta was not enough.”

Anonymous Roman
“Refrain from tears, father, and you, beloved mother, stop crying. I do not feel the sting of death, for in life I enjoyed the Teva Omnium leather trail sandals you bought for me.”

John Donne
“He lies here in the dust but beholds Him
whose name is Rising on the Billboard Hot 100.”

Wyatt Earp
“Nothing’s So Sacred As Honor
And
Nothing’s So Loyal As Love
And
Nothing’s So Gentle on a Saddle-Sore Backside as Charmin.”

Virginia Woolf
“Death is the enemy. Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding o Death! The waves broke on the shore. I always enjoyed a Corona when at the beach.”

Thomas Jefferson
“Here was buried Thomas Jefferson, author of the Declaration of American Independence, of the statute of Virginia for religious freedom, father of the University of Virginia, and eager subscriber to the excellent Virginia Quarterly Review, a national journal of literature and discussion.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past. We leave this terrestrial harbor, trusting our MaxSea marine navigation software to guide us.”

H.G. Wells
“Goddamn you all: I told you so. See it tomorrow in Talking Points Memo.”

Ben Jonson
“O rare Ben Jonson. And equally rare Dalwhinnie, The McCallan, and Laphroaig.”

Christopher Marlowe
“Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight. Prune more carefully next time with Felco® 12 Compact Revolving Handle pruners.”

Aphra Behn
“Here lies a Proof that Wit can never be Defence enough against Mortality. Be sure to take Alive! Once Daily Women’s 50+ Multivitamin/Multimineral.”

Jack London
“The Stone the Builders Rejected. It Should Have Toughened Up with The Rejection Generator.”

George Gordon, Lord Byron
“He died at Missolonghi, in Western Greece, on the 19th April, 1824, Engaged in the glorious attempt to restore that country to her ancient freedom and renown. His sister, the Honourable Augusta Maria Leigh, placed this Lenovo IdeaTab tablet to his memory.”

*Research by Donald J. Sutman has found that at moments of strong emotion, people are particularly susceptible to marketing messages—if those messages are couched in congenial terms. In one experiment, he showed that marketing offers and billboard advertisements at a cemetery were 450%-900% more effective when directed at people walking into the cemetery as opposed to those just walking by.

Read other Rebranding Literature articles:

Willams, Salinger

Obama

Lincoln

Thoreau, Thomas

Keats, Lawrence,  Hopkins

Song of Solomon

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The Rejection Generator Turns One Year Old

See a small sample of what people say about The Generator.

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PART THREE: Ex-Professor Exploits Big Data to Turn Crime into Profit Center

This is the third and final part of our ongoing investigative series “Ex-Professor Exploits Big Data to Turn Crime into Profit Center.” If you missed the previous installments, these links will lead you to Part One and Part Two.

I was so close.

I knew where the answers were. I even had Google Maps-generated directions.

I knew I wanted those answers. But there’s the rub: I wanted.

Wanting. Wanting is the thing. Wanting is torture. Wanting is to make yourself without something you define as essential to your own wholeness. I wanted answers, other people want gleaming constructions of chrome, plastic, and microprocessors, or the succulence and flavor of an unconsumed meal, or the heat of the invisible flame in a beautiful partner’s haunches. The wanting makes us wanting and that can make us desperate and lead us wildly astray.

Ah, yes. My own wanting had become less pure, less disinterested. Here was this woman who now glowed in my heart, like a smooth icon painted on old cracked boards. Was it leading me astray? I don’t know. This wanting could feel so promising—almost like a transcendence of my grubby life—take for example this car, with stains on the dash and the seats and the ages-old litter on the floor and the whine when I turn right that I’ll have to have checked someday. Why not seek something better? I was driving now. Toward 14 Amber Point.

What could be more intimate than our wants? They are the images on our hearts. They are possibly the closest we can come to knowing ourselves. For someone to reach into our hearts, touch up the images there, brush over one thing, stencil something new, and then to pat us on the back and send us on our way, how could that not be considered a form of violence? Sutman claimed to control these images better than we could ourselves. His data proved him right. His data proved him guilty.

The properties along the road I drove were mostly shielded by white plank fences or carefully squared hedges. Gates provided a quick glimpse of undulating drives and large homes.

I got closer to the sea. The lots became smaller as the land became more precious. Soon I was driving along a lane with large, ornate houses packed close together, slashes of blue ocean visible between them. My phone told me I was there.

The house at 14 Amber Point looked like a Mediterranean villa drawn by an illustrator with a love of color. The front door had glass panes on either side, and I saw a figure walk by on the inside. I almost drove into a bush that projected out over the edge of the road. Read More »

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In Celebration of Rejection Generator’s First Anniversary, Writers Hit Back

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Writers turn their ultimate foe into a friend

Every writer who desires success must first learn to live through failure; indeed, to master one’s response to failure is to master a critical portion of the writing life. Sure, failure, rejection, and heartbreak are ubiquitous, but writers acquire a special intimacy with the no, the dashed hope, the offhand dismissal, the turn-down, the back-of-the-hand.

Now writers can see some of their own punch back. Writers are composing the rejections, and the catharsis is palpable. No Zen-like equanimity here: pinpoint snark and raw anger carry the day. You can see the results at The Rejection Generator Project.

Original Prototype of the RGP

Original Prototype of the RGP. Click for larger version.

Inspired by psychological research showing that after people experience pain they are less afraid of it in the future, The Rejection Generator exposes writers to the most painful rejection possible in order to take the sting out of future disappointment. It has already helped tens of thousands of writers.

Seven writers have written rejections that can make you wail, laugh, retch, or all three and more, sometimes simultaneously. They are:

Stoneslide Media, the creator of The Rejection Generator and publisher of Stoneslide Books and The Stoneslide Corrective online magazine, is marking the one-year anniversary of the project’s unveiling. The magnanimity and deep humanity of the idea caught the eye of places like The New Yorker, The Independent of London, The Paris Review, and many, many other publications and blogs. View a sample.

“This is really what we dreamed of when we launched The Generator,” said Sylvester Stonesman, an executive at Stoneslide Media. “We just wanted to help writers. They’re so inquisitive, nervous, and weak, like teensy, tiny kittens. And now they can use The Generator to claw back. ‘Claw,’ get it? But we won’t let them go outside, or else they might hang around our neighbor’s bird feeder and decimate the local warbler population. And, yes, I promise we’ll make sure they get fixed. If you see what I mean. But my point is, this is a great day.”

Try The Rejection Generator for yourself, right here.

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PART TWO: Ex-Professor Exploits Big Data to Turn Crime into Profit Center

Read part one of our investigative series “Ex-Professor Exploits Big Data to Turn Crime into Profit Center.”

 

We needed more than ideas and suppositions. We had to hear the answers to our questions directly from Sutman himself.

Only he could confirm or refute the fear that had grown in us that someone, Sutman or someone just like him, had already worked their way into our hearts and was coloring and manipulating our deepest reserves of feeling, so that we couldn’t know what came from ourselves and what was a transplanted idea.

Going back to our friendly source, we were able to acquire a copy of the contract signed by SKC and the beverage distributor. To be forthright, the source had stopped being “friendly” and had asked us not to contact him again. But since we knew his identity and could expose him to huge liability by naming him, he was compelled to help us.

This contract spelled out Sutman’s services, confirming what we’d already learned. But it also unlocked fascinating new details. For instance, Section 12 (c) indemnifies SKC against complaints by third parties for “any use or misuse of third-party data provided by client.” In context we read this to say that companies are stealing each other’s data to provide it to Sutman. The contract also gives SKC the right to retain all of the data provided during the course of the engagement, with the only protection for the client company being a twelve-month non-compete clause. This tells us two additional things: 1- the terms of the contract all favor SKC, meaning that Sutman must have great leverage over his clients; 2- SKC must be building a vast data set—greater than any one client company will ever hold. Sutman could well have a strategy in mind for SKC that goes beyond servicing client companies.

The contract had a mailing address for SKC in southern Connecticut. Of course, we rushed there at the first opportunity, an hour of exhilaration in the thrumming car, music loud on the radio, certain we were riding toward new answers. But the address turned out to be a business services outfit in a low strip mall.

We sat in the car for a few minutes, sipping coffee that had been cold a long time and watching the door. No one went in or came out. Without the AC on, the car became sweltering and intolerable. But we don’t like to waste gas idling. The sun slowly arced over the roof of our car and was soon beaming directly onto our left side. We decided to investigate the store.

We opened the door and found an almost blank cube. There was a standing-height table with packing slips and FedEx envelopes, a display of shipping boxes of different sizes next to it. Two walls had banks of inset mailboxes. We walked in; the clerk was in a back room visible through a plate window, but didn’t bother to come out. We went to the table to appear occupied.

Then someone else entered. I wish our language had grander words to describe this act, to give a sense of how her entrance actually split the air like lightning. I swear you could smell the zinging ions. And you could sense that a huge gash had been opened in the world you thought you understood. All this I felt, and I only glanced at her through the corners of slitted eyes.

Anyone would say she was beautiful, with hair that, while dark, seemed infused with crystalline light, and a finely cut jaw under large sunglasses. But I think it was her carriage that gave her such presence. Slim and so erect, almost floating as if she wasn’t affected by our field of gravity but had some more exclusive rule of physics reserved for her. She wore a dress that pinched at the waist and then draped over her hips. It was almost demure, and yet it provoked heated, yearning, writhing, inarticulately lascivious thoughts.

After checking a mailbox, she came toward me. The chasm in the air deepened and pulled at me. I wanted her desperately, impossibly.

“This slip says I have a package,” she said. Read More »

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Ex-Professor Exploits Big Data to Turn Crime into Profit Center

Donald J. Sutman has an idea that horrifies some who hear it. Others immediately grasp its potential as a weapon in the commercial wars, and it stokes the flames of cupidity in their hearts.

Sutman has become a frequent subject of conversation in certain faculty lounges and online forums where people deeply versed in the field of applied statistics convene, though, as is often the case with topics that generate rampant speculation, no one knows exactly what is at the bottom of it all. The speculation, however, centers on the idea that he has found a way to turn violent, heart-rending crimes into marketing coups for paying clients.

Sutman has consistently refused to discuss his work with any media outlet. But an investigation by The Stoneslide Corrective has turned up new information and we believe we can now put all the pieces together. The picture we see is more than a little unsettling.

Sutman was a star as far back as we can find any record of him. He graduated top of his class in high school and went to Columbia University. There he won the top prize in the psychology department and went on to earn a PhD in that field. He completed his degree in a remarkable four years and secured a faculty position at Wye Sprite University. Over the next fifteen years, he moved adroitly up the professional ladder. He earned significant grant money. He won best paper awards on two occasions. He became a well known and highly cited expert in his chosen specialty. But it’s his recent move into private enterprise that has really caused a stir. Sutman has formed a new venture called Sutman Knowledge Consultancies (SKC), which seeks to monetize and further develop some of his research. According to our sources, he has already signed agreements with a major retail brand and a global online service company, among others, to provide services that until now have remained murky. Read More »

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Tighty-Whitie Deep Sea Divers

by Mark L. Berry, excerpted from his memoir, 13,760 Feet

I was three years old and my new baby brother Daniel was dressed in a white christening gown, way too big for him, that contrasted against a black-leather reading chair in our living room. Daniel slouched left or right every time my father let go of him. It seems he didn’t want to, or couldn’t, sit up straight in the chair. My dad was trying to take a photograph of this historic family event. The walls were painted dark orange, a reflection of my parents’ decorating taste back when America was racing the communists to the moon and drafting soldiers to fight in Vietnam, and Timothy Leary was telling the counter culture to “turn on, tune in, and drop out.” This is my earliest childhood memory, my only memory of Daniel, and the beginning of my experience with death.

Not many days after Daniel’s christening, I woke up to discover my parents weren’t home. Ms. Baker sat in our dining room. She was lean with straight, shoulder-length, jet-black hair. She greeted me with, “Good morning.”

“Where’s Mom and Dad?”

Ms. Baker’s lips were naturally puckered into a pre-kiss, but more in a way like she was thinking really hard. She took an extra breath before she answered me. “They had to take your brother to the hospital.” Read More »

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True Things I Shouldn’t Have Said Anyway

ME: I know what I’m about to say will piss you off—

WIFE: So just stop.

ME: But I always know that and I always say it anyway.

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True Things I Shouldn’t Have Said Anyway

KID: Mommy, when I grow up, will I be pretty like you?

WIFE: Of course, sweetie. But remember, it’s what’s inside that counts.

ME: Although studies show that attractive people make more money and are happier.

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CEO Apologizes for Extra-Marital Affair She’s About to Have

Amanda Beckinwith, of Millennial Now Solutions Inc, released this statement today:

I met him two weeks ago at a conference right here in the city. I was speaking about integrating synergy in novel vertical and horizontal portfolio models. Next to the conference center a new building was going up, and when I went outside to get some air I saw him. Jesse. On his shoulder he was carrying a stack of two-by-fours. Even from across the street, his big green eyes jumped out against the dark curls peeking beneath his hard hat. I crossed and got as close as I could, then drew his attention. I told him I might need some work done, and got his number. We’ve met for coffee, and walked in the park a couple times, and today I made a reservation at the Hotel Désireux. I have to pay for a full night, but I don’t care!

To my husband, I want to say that I’m very sorry that I will get caught. Eleven months from today, I will not suspect that some nobody at a convenience store would sell their parking lot and interior security footage to a tabloid. Twelve months from now I will have no idea investigative journalistic work will have begun that will eventually lead to the publication of grainy but still humiliating images of me snogging with what the tabloids will call my “young stud.”

I also want to apologize for not making it clearer to you (although I don’t know how I could have) that your paunch wasn’t working for me. I thought cutting you off was enough. I thought verbally telling you I no longer found  you attractive in any way was enough. I was wrong, and for that I am sorry.

To my employees, I apologize for the distraction my affair will become. Read More »

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A Short Proof of How Greatly Life Diverges from the Ideal

Imagine a long line of traffic waiting for a light to turn green. You are driving a Ford Fiesta twelve cars back. Now, when the light turns, if every driver is watching and starts accelerating at a reasonable rate, everyone in the line can start moving at the same instant. You advance immediately. That way a maximum number of cars make it through the light, and you are easily progressing toward your destination.

Now, think about what really happens. The light changes. One car lumbers forward. The next driver waits to see that the first is really moving before lifting her foot off the brake. The line slowly unspools. Then one driver, too engrossed in his doughnut, fails to notice the open space in front of him, until someone behind becomes angry enough to honk. The result? When the light cycles back to red, you are still five cars from the front. You shift in your sticky seat and brush the crumbs of a chocolate chip muffin from the folds in your shirt and pants.

At least, you think, in this cracked world there are such consolations as chocolate chip muffins.

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Resurrect

by Mike Baumann

“It’s okay, Bud. I’m here. I’m watching,” Glen whispered into his mic. Glen was nervous. He’d seen what could happen when a mission went wrong, and it took all the strength of his years of training to speak his words encouragingly, so that his partner on the other end of the link would be sure to stay calm and focused.

He watched on the video feed as Bud moved toward the end of the moonlit passage. The scene had a strange beauty for Glen, who had still never seen natural light himself, only these ghostly images passed on by the camera on Bud’s back as he conducted surveillance and recovery missions. Bud sniffed with his nose lowered to the ground, anticipating what might be around the bend, while Glen could only watch and unconsciously pull at the arm of his chair. Bud turned the corner, opening up a long straight hall with at least six doors off it.

“Be sure you check every room,” Glen said as much for himself as for Bud. Bud certainly knew what he was doing. He’d graduated at the top of his class from the Recovery and Advancement Academy, and that was already an elite program. He’d scored in the exceptional range in all his testing—analytical ability, memory, emotional ethics. No dog was sent out on a recovery mission without the ability to understand what they were doing and adapt to unforeseen events.

The camera mounted to Bud’s harness stopped moving.

“It’s okay, Bud. I’m here,” Glen whispered again. Bud moved ahead.

Bud understood the situation, and he was willing to keep going forward despite the risk.

Humanity had lost the first world it had been given in the Surface War. The survivors were those who had cowered deep underground in a few overlooked mine shafts. The devastation on the surface kept them from returning, and the species was wrung to near-extinction before adjusting to subterranean life. But after the darkest years, the population had started to grow again, and it had exploded since the development of core farms and the network of boretrams. Humanity’s numbers were now pressing out beyond what known settlements could hold, and the natural movement was to head back to the surface of the planet, where space, a hard-won resource in the tunnels, would be so easy to come by. Read More »

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Coalition: Privatize Courts, Slash Deficits, and Make American Justice Pay

The Stoneslide Corrective has learned of a new plan devised by several business-friendly advocacy groups in California to construct a more efficient court system. But first a little background.

dollarjusticeAs reported in the San Francisco Chronicle by Bob Egelko, California judges are proposing doing away with trial by a jury of twelve in misdemeanor cases. The judges propose that, for misdemeanors, juries be limited to eight people. They have also called for other sweeping changes, including cuts to the number of challenges prosecution and defense attorneys can make against prospective jurors, all in order to save money.

And now, the new plan from an alliance of California Republicans and the Democratic Business Council, a group dedicated to making the Democratic Party friendlier to business, calls for America’s courts to be privatized, saving local, state, and federal governments vast amounts of money. They say that, given its budget woes, California would be the perfect site for a pilot program.

In the proposed system, which is laid out in a white paper, “Fixing Justice: A Sustainable, Private-Sector Remedy for Court System Malaise,” instead of relying on tax dollars, California courts would be fully paid for by businesses. Any business registered with the California Secretary of State could put out bids to fund a court or courts. These “B-courts” will have full judicial authority, including the power to issue warrants and subpoenas, declare guilt or innocence, and hand down sentences. The paper estimates the savings to the people of the state will be more than $3 billion.

Under the plan, defendants will be able to choose their preferred, private B-court based on cost, convenience, and quality. Some B-courts will provide top-end services and amenities, such as commemorative photo mugs. Others will be value-focused.

Terwilliger Gregory Stocke, co-author of the report, says the coalition wants people to know “this isn’t an assault on the California judiciary. California has the hardest-working judges in the country. But the private sector can deliver justice much more efficiently than our pork-addicted government.”

The plan’s proponents say they anticipate concerns about injustice from “the civil liberties crew,” but that these concerns are misguided. Read More »

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Stripped

by Mark Wisniewski

Sometimes I think everyone knows.

Sometimes I think my parents have been cheating on each other throughout my whole life and everyone’s known except me.

For most of my life, all I had was suspicion. But then I came home one afternoon and checked our answering machine, and it was blinking so I pushed what I thought was PLAY, but the machine was brand new and I’d pushed the wrong button—or my dad had when he’d been in our house having sex with the only girl I’ve ever been in love with.

Whose name by the way was Kat. Anyway, recorded maybe an hour earlier and now being replayed for my ears only was a conversation between her and my dad, and it obviously wasn’t a phone call but instead an in-person conversation because you could hear our first floor toilet flushing in the background, with its desperate sucking sound at the end. After that sound you could hear Kat, apparently leaving the bathroom, saying “Do I need to leave?” to my dad, then my dad pausing by clearing his throat.

It occurred to me just after I heard this recording the first time, moments before I saved it on my cell and deleted it from the answering machine, that my dad, in his post-sex-with-Kat daze, had been checking messages as Kat “freshened up” or whatever adults call it, and in doing so he’d accidentally pushed the message-to-self button. Read More »

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Legislative Gridlock: Fiction Writers for Better Misinformation Proposals #23 and #24

Look at the jam in Congress. One side proposes a budget the other can’t countenance; the second blocks all progress. The parties remind us of two overly wide men trying to pass through the same door but wedged shoulder-to-shoulder. Neither will yield, so neither can move.

We at Fiction Writers for Better Misinformation have two proposals that will end the obstruction caused by our misshapen political parties.

Governing Solution #23

Why is compromise so difficult on budget votes? Yes, a relatively small difference in federal spending can make a huge difference in the life of the nation, and so differences of opinion are consequential here, but now it seems that, if one party is proposing to spend $27,155,072,010 on the Department of Energy, while the other proposes $27,155,072,024, they still can’t reach an agreement—as if any compromise is a capitulation. And yet, within each party, there must be individual legislators willing to move up or down from their leadership’s initial position. It’s the enforcement of party discipline, along with the diffusion of responsibility that comes from voting in blocs, that keeps the two sides lined up along their fronts, each man or woman unwilling to set a foot forward alone.

How do we change this? We mandate that all budget votes in the future run as a sort of Dutch auction in reverse. For each department, the funding starts at $0 and is moved up in increments of, say, $1 billion, in a series of turns. All voting members are gathered in a room at the start. As each turn begins, any legislator who believes that is the maximum amount of funding they are willing to vote for leaves the room. So, if you think $0 is the right amount for the Department of Energy, say, you leave the room at turn one. If you think $1 billion is right, you leave at turn two, and so on. When a majority of legislators have left the room, the turns stop, and the budget is set at the last number reached in the count-up.

To increase personal accountability (we all favor that, right?), when leaving the room, each legislator must stop, face a camera, and announce, “I am Representative So and So, and I support funding the Department of Energy at $27,900,000,000 (or zero or whatever) for fiscal year 2013.” That way they’re inescapably on record, as individuals and their records and preferences can be compared with others’ more clearly.

Let’s think about how this will change budget votes. There are two main variations. In the first, the majority party wants lower spending. Let’s assume that the amount proposed by leadership is somewhere near the mean preference of the party as a whole–low enough to keep extremists happy, high enough to reassure moderates or those with competitive districts. In the new system, with each legislator voting his or her conscience (or whatever proxy mental facility members of Congress use for the purpose), the final result is likely to be higher than the leadership proposal, as it has to capture 90% or more of the party. Similarly, when the majority party wants a higher budget, they don’t begin to vote until the minority has spoken, and the lowest 10% or so of the majority will provide the crucial breaking point. In both cases, we get a result somewhere between the two leadership proposals.

Some other features of this system: It creates a strong incentive for individual legislators to negotiate with each other, since one vote can prove decisive. This will happen both within and across party lines, increasing communication and understanding—as opposed to brinksmanship. It increases the amount of information available about each legislator’s preferences. The point is that the power is taken out of the hands of leadership. When you think about it, legislative leaders exercise power largely through control of the process, which means they have the greatest potential power before a vote takes place. Indeed, the vote marks the end of their power. So, they always have an incentive to maneuver and delay. We can change that.

Governing Solution #24

This one’s simple: Dictate that x number of votes must occur each year; each legislator is given one-half x yes votes and one-half x no votes to cast each year. Each party will then of course scheme—err, strategize to create favorable votes for themselves and unfavorable ones for the opposition. But the key feature here is that neither party can dominate or obstruct, having a limited number of yes votes and a limited number of no votes. Congress will hold votes and get business done, with no opportunity for gross unfairness.

We know that the current leadership of Congress will irrevocably and energetically oppose these ideas, if for no other reason than to maintain their hold on the levers of power. And yet these ideas would undoubtedly benefit the country. Let us pass over the considerations of what this says about the characters of our leaders and ask, is there a reason to voice such impractical, even fanciful, ideas?

Yes. It is one of the beauties of imaginative literature that it can conceive what is currently inconceivable and lay the foundations to make the preposterous one day possible.

Join us at FBMisin in trying to imagine a better future.

We will continue to bring you FBMisin solutions.

Read another FBMisin proposal to make government better.

 

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Rebranding Literature: Williams and Salinger

Rebranding Literature is a simple plan to make literature more relevant in the marketplace of ideas by maximizing revenue potential.

Over the course of human history, great works of literature—including wildly popular pieces that are perennial sellers—have generated less revenue in aggregate than a single day’s worth of Starbucks sales.

Why is literature losing out so badly to the coffee mongers? That they sell a drug, legally, we rejected as too simplistic; many retailers of drugs legal and illegal don’t get wealthy. We attempted to answer the question by visiting a local Starbucks. The answer is shockingly obvious if you have eyes to see. Just look around. Everything is for sale. Little racks with branded items pop up like toadstools. Nature abhors a vacuum; so does Starbucks—every empty space is filled with something you could buy. So, we have initiated a project to go back and apply what we’ve learned to great works of literature in hopes of raising greater revenues.

The Catcher in the Rye
by JD Salinger and The Stoneslide Corrective

When Jerome David Salinger was trying to capture the power of the young voice he heard in his head and get it down onto the page, that was his focus. Sadly, that and his artistic vision were his only focus. Salinger, regardless of how brilliant a writer he was or how singularly captivating Holden Caulfield’s voice was, really screwed the pooch when it came to exploiting the potential of product placement. With one deft stroke, Stoneslide was able to fix this problem in the very first paragraph.

If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. Just read my Facebook Timeline.

 

This Is Just to Say
by William Carlos Williams and The Stoneslide Corrective

Dealing with the aftermath of having angered one’s spouse has always been a powerful engine of economic activity in literature. Consider how many times you’ve watched a protagonist buy gifts  or a bouquet of flowers because he’s done something moronic and ticked off his wife. Maybe it was something he couldn’t avoid, like going to war against the Trojans or becoming chair of the department of Hitler studies at the College-on-the-Hill. Or maybe he just selfishly effs up, like the narrator of Williams’ famous poem, thereby fueling more economic growth due to the implied need to purchase more fruit. Stoneslide has improved this seemingly unimprovable masterpiece of guilt-driven mercantilism with just a few effortless inclusions.

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the Sub-Zero

and which
you were probably
saving
for a nutritious breakfast
that would include one serving of heart-healthy Cheerios

Forgive me
but these Connecticut plums
from Bishop’s Orchard
were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
and so fresh due to the tri-ply
Ziploc bags.

Read other Rebranding Literature articles:

The Song of Solomon

 

Obama

Lincoln

Thoreau, Thomas

Keats, Lawrence,  Hopkins

 

 

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Tao skyrockets 1,000 points!

Buddhists shrug.

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Houseplants

by Jennifer Villamere

Houseplants are generally inconsequential and are only imbued with the meaning you bestow on them.

For example if you name them, they begin to take on personalities. You may name your English ivy “Bert” and pretend he talks with a Cockney accent. Call your ficus “Larry” and wonder how he’d look with a handlebar moustache. Ask him what he thinks about the current state of men’s grooming.

Now you are talking to your plants. You are talking with your plants. You have given your plants human characteristics. Sadly, this anthropomorphizing of your plants is surely the domain of the demented or worse—the truly lonely.

Is that what you are? Truly lonely? Bert would tell you that’s what we all are.*

But he won’t. Because he’s a plant, dummy. He’s not Bert, he’s not a he, he is an it.

It is a plant.

Say you accept the notion that houseplants are sub-human entities not even worthy of a name. Consider this: would you care if your houseplant died? It is the circle of life,** after all. Shit gets born, lives, withers, dies, etc. Seeds and stuff. Seasons in the sun. Metaphors and all that.

But even though your houseplant is an “it” and not a Bert or a Larry, it is a living thing. And like any other living thing, if your houseplant intends to die,*** it will do no good to try to talk it out of it.

Because: Read More »

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Two months into the new year,

and the resolution FAIL is palpable….

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March 1 is simply too late

to send that stack of New Year’s greeting cards you so thoughtfully prepared.

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Sequester Day

Once more, with callused, exhausted fingers, we take up the pen.

On November 6, 2012, as the last voters filed through the polls, we at Fiction Writers for Better Misinformation hung up our ink-stained capes, thinking we’d done all we could to keep America together through the divisive campaign season. We looked on with some satisfaction as votes were counted, winners named, and the machinery of democracy chugged forward.

The republic survived. We rested.

But now, we fear we feel a new political threat tearing at the unity of the American body politic. The unending, fruitless quarreling between Democratic and Republican national leaders is not only causing direct harm to the economy, but is also keeping alive the deep sense of tribal division that made life so testy during the campaign. It’s almost as if the campaign never ended. If only someone would win these fights already! But, no, the politicians have our constitutional republic in a head lock and they’re going to keep squeezing until fair lady liberty blacks out.

We need new ideas that will jolt us out of this pointless grappling. Clearly, the political class has no such new ideas. We need creativity. We need imagination. We need Fiction Writers for Better Misinformation.

We will rise to the challenge. Here is our first humble suggestion:

FBMisin Governing Solution #1:

Democrats drop their demands for stricter gun control legislation in return for pegging future top-bracket income tax rates to the number of gun-related deaths in the country in the preceding year. We will create an index of gun deaths per million in the population, setting 2010 as the benchmark year. If gun deaths rise one percent in 2013 compared to the benchmark, then the top tax rate rises one percent. If gun deaths fall, then so do taxes on the rich.

To the naive this may sound morbid, but it gives the right a chance to prove that, as the saying goes, guns don’t kill people, people kill people. Since, if that’s the case, then we can find ways to stop those people. Suddenly, Republicans have an incentive to support effective mental health care, improved early childhood education, poverty mitigation programs, anti-domestic violence initiatives, heck, even quality research into what works. Democrats, of course, will jump to support all these things, as well.

We will bring you more FBMisin solutions soon.

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Tea Party-Affiliated Group Calls for Families to Do their Part to Protect Guns

A group claiming to represent true conservatives fed up with the continued demonization of handguns and assault weapons released a report stating that no gun regulations at all would be necessary if American families had more children. The study, commissioned by Americans for True Freedom, shows how a rising birth rate in the United States could more than compensate for additional gun deaths.

“Even taking the claims of gun restriction advocates at face value, any so-called losses associated with an increase in firearms could be easily offset by rising birth rates,” writes study principal author T. Hartland Grove. “The key point is that under this approach, there is no loss of freedom, whereas under the gun control solution, millions of Americans have basic liberties stripped away. The two have the same ultimate result in terms of population, so which would you choose?”

The study estimates that an increase in the birth rate of less than 1% would provide more protection of life than President Obama’s proposed gun control plans. If all gun restrictions were removed, including the “illogical” bans on machine guns and RPGs, the study estimates that birth rates would have to rise a mere 10%. “That’s essentially one pregnancy per woman over a whole lifetime. Nine months of giving over your body to the miracle of new life, plus the suckling and whatnot for a year or two, and then some picking up of clothes and such. Is that so much to ask in return for freedom?” says Grove.

The group suggests offsetting the financial impact of additional children with larger tax cuts to families. The full study also considers policy changes that could increase conception rates, including banning contraceptive use by women with fewer than four children and restricting women’s access to “alternative” careers that might distract them from childrearing.

Americans for True Freedom’s president, the Republican donor Carruthers Crane Doans, says the study proves that “American families, and particularly women, are failing to do their part when they don’t produce enough babies to replace those felled by guns. For every gun death, they should bring forth the glory of new birth. A child to be loved and brought up right.” Doans says he is a proud hunter and father of five. “I feel much better when I’m out in the blind, day after day, sipping whiskey and blasting fowl out of the sky, knowing that I have those five little ones back home with the wife raising them right. I’ve done my part for our country.”

Mortimer Fuckledunch, a member of the Tea Party and Americans for True Freedom, says, “People kill people. That’s a fact. And sometimes they do it with guns. America needs its women fertile, supple, and ready to roll.”

The entirety of the study’s results will be made public in coming months, say Grove and Doans.

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An Originalist Solution to Gun Control

Our nation is divided and many of us are pained by the seemingly irreconcilable differences between two groups of our fellow citizens.

Gun control advocates, on the one hand, shocked by the devastation a disturbed person can cause with the aid of a few pounds of carefully machined steel and explosive powder, want to restrict the availability of these implements. They point out that some guns have no purpose other than to kill and maim human beings, unless you count the thrill of pulling a trigger and watching a target explode as a legitimate purpose. And even if it is legitimate, any action that saves a life at so little cost must be worthwhile.

On the other side, gun rights activists fear that they will have something precious, even vital, taken away from them for no good reason—since criminals will always find ways around gun laws. They themselves, of course, have been responsible gun-owners all their lives. And, if government can take away their guns, which are doing no harm, what’s to stop government from taking anything else—their cars, their checking accounts, their children, even their flat-screen TVs. The Second Amendment is as clear as clear can be: “A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed.” That is the bulwark against tyranny.

We have passionate intensity and conviction on both sides. We have ideals and deeply held beliefs that drive people in opposite directions. You may see no space for compromise.

However, as always, the wisdom of the Founding Fathers hovers over us to show the way. We at Stoneslide have followed their counsel and found an originalist solution to this dilemma. In fact, this solution is so originalist that, after you read it, you’ll feel like you just watched Antonin Scalia wearing a tri-cornered hat trying to mount a horse.

We have to stop thinking about taking guns away. The Founding Fathers wanted the people armed. There is no question on this point. Read More »

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Warning Light

by James Esch

 

It was a cold Monday, and I would be late coming back to work. I’d been squeezing these appointments into my lunch hour when I could, because I knew Melinda could not possibly be there at that hour. She always took her lunch at 12. It’s a short drive to Lawrence Park from here: four traffic lights, but sometimes the lunch hour traffic backs up. Dr. Fumo knew I had to run back to work, so our sessions rarely lasted more than 40 minutes. Good thing, because most of the time I run out of material, and we spend the last five, ten minutes staring at one another.

I was tiring of the silly head games. She’d stare behind those big glasses that were like shiny puddles of rain, then look at the parking lot out the window, across from the K-mart. It was a corner office, and you could see around to the other side where the Madsen paint company had their home office. It’s a building jacketed with white marble; I wonder why the firm didn’t pick a building you could paint. I had the sense that Fumo didn’t trust me. Maybe men were enigmas to her. I wonder if she was onto me yet, if somewhere in these visits I had inadvertently let something slip. An offhand comment about something I’d seen, someone I’ve known. Had she been figuring out that these stories I’ve told her, the anecdotes about being shunned and bullied as a child, the hysterical family dramas of the father who couldn’t love me, the emotionally abusive mom—that these have been nothing but a game of pick up sticks, and had she, without my knowledge, been arranging them in a pattern that compromised me? Had she noticed that the pieces have one canny way of fitting, perhaps too easily, the fabrication so obvious could you only angle your point of view properly? Or had she caught on to the fact that some of the pieces can’t possibly be extracted without destroying the structure, and as a result, I must be making at least half of it up. Read More »

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Rebranding Literature: The Song of Solomon

Rebranding Literature is a simple plan to make literature more relevant in the marketplace of ideas by maximizing revenue potential.

Over the course of human history, great works of literature—including sacred texts—have generated less revenue in aggregate than a single day’s worth of Starbucks sales.

Why is literature losing out so badly to the coffee mongers? That they sell a drug, legally, we rejected as too simplistic; many retailers of drugs legal and illegal don’t get wealthy. We attempted to answer the question by visiting a local Starbucks. The answer is shockingly obvious if you have eyes to see. Just look around. Everything is for sale. Little racks with branded items pop up like toadstools. Nature abhors a vacuum; so does Starbucks—every empty space is filled with something you could buy. So, we have initiated a project to go back and apply what we’ve learned to great works of literature in hopes of raising greater revenues.

If sacred texts cannot be brought under the just great yoke of wealth-generation, what texts can?

 

The Song of Solomon: The Bride and the Bridegroomloveisabundance
by God, Solomon, and The Stoneslide Corrective

1

I have compared thee, O my love,
to a company that retails luxury goods.
Thy cheeks are comely with Tiffany’s jewels,
thy neck with pearls from Harry Winston.

We will make thee borders of gold
with studs of silver.

While the CEO sitteth at his table,
my Chanel No. 5 sendeth forth the smell thereof.

An Xbox 360 console is my well-beloved unto me;
he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of syrah
in the vineyards of Domaine Jean-Louis Chave.

Behold, thou art fair, my love;
behold, thou used Nivea;
thou hast doves’ eyes,
thou hast eyes lined with Mac mascara.

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
also our bed is a handcrafted McRoskey.
The beams of our house are cedar,
with Dricon fire-retardant treatment,
and our rafters of fir,
our rafters cost $12 a linear foot at Lowe’s.

2

I am “A Rose for Emily,” and the lily of the
Valley of the Dolls, both available at Powell’s,
Amazon, or your local independent bookstore.
As the Hana Morae among the confinement hog buildings, Read More »

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The Missing Link: Men and Emotions, Part Three

It’s well established that men have trouble connecting with their true selves well enough to understand their own feelings. This causes no end of trouble, ranging from marital strife to fascism to monster truck rallies.

The Stoneslide Corrective is working with a team of psychological researchers and clinicians to develop an intervention that can cut through men’s resistance. The method consists of a single disarming question. As a test of its efficacy, we conduct man-on-the-street interviews. As you’ll see in the transcripts (Read Part One and Part Two of “The Missing Link: Men and Emotions.”), some men are surprised when asked, some become hostile, but a great number give honest, even searching answers. They seem to delve into their souls for an answer and come back enlivened by the self-reflection.

We share these transcripts in the hope we can reach more men who may benefit from the intervention.

BEGIN TRANSCRIPT

[View of a large suburban mall.]

CAMERAMAN: Over there?

INTERVIEWER: Yeah.

[Camera shakes as they approach a broad-shouldered man in a blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.]

INTERVIEWER: Sir! We’re conducting scientific research and we’d like your help. We only have to ask you one question. Can you help us?

ED: I guess.

INTERVIEWER. Great. What is your name, sir?

ED: Ed.

INTERVIEWER: Ed, when did you realize you are a disgusting pig?

ED: My neighbor wasn’t taking care of his wife, you know, in the bedroom. Read More »

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Guest Editor: The Rejection Generator Project

Our latest Guest Editor at the Rejection Generator Project, Laurel Anne Hill, submitted a rejection so demeaning that the machine did not make a single change to her text. If you need to refresh your rejection immunity, go give yourself a shot, stat.

KOMENAR Publishing released Heroes Arise, Laurel Anne Hill’s award-winning novel, in 2007.  Her shorter works of fiction and nonfiction have appeared in a variety of publications, including the anthologies Shanghai Steam(Absolute XPress), Fault Zone(Sand Hill Review Press), The Wickeds(HorrorAddicts.net) and Spells and Swashbucklers(Dragon Moon Press) in 2012.  The fans of HorrorAddicts.net voted Laurel “Most Wicked 2011″ for her steampunk/horror short-story podcast, “Flight of Destiny.”  Laurel gives creative writing workshops for adults and young adults, and serves as a writing contest judge. Laurel is a member of California Writers Club, Broad Universe, Wicked Women Writers and Women Writing the West.  She lives in California with her husband, David, and their affectionate 100-pound werewolf.  Visit her website and podcast at http://www.laurelannehill.com.

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New Word Invented by Amateur Linguist

We often wonder how different the world would be were it shaped by the pure dreamers rather than the ambitious pragmatists. Think of all the visions of a better society that fail because they have no plausible way to be brought into being. What if society progressed with giant leaps of imagination rather than the usual realistic steps?

Sidney Bagwell is a dreamer. Inspired by research performed by a team of social scientists (“Hegemony of a Gesture of Affront,” by L. Tufts, M. Kuneeley, and B. James—first reported in The Stoneslide Corrective), Bagwell has developed what he calls a “universal obscenity.” It’s a single syllable that can be used in any language to cover all of the standard meanings of offensive expletives, including excrement, the anus, genitalia, male-female intercourse, male-male intercourse, female-female intercourse, female-female-male-female-male intercourse, hermaphrodite-hermaphrodite intercourse, solo hermaphrodite intracourse, a dog reading a Bible, a Koran, and As I Lay Dying, the drippings from an inebriated whore’s nostrils, the devil’s left eye, any ethnic group other than one’s own, the smell from between a salt miner’s toes, a dog urinating on two books of faith and Light in August, a whale’s vagina after copulation with Poseidon, and a dog defecating on two books of faith, Light in August, and Invisible Man.

Says Bagwell, “It’s just one word, you see. The easiest word in the world to say, and it can mean all these things. It will make everyone’s lives easier.” Read More »

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The IT Department’s User Support Manager Gets His Soliloquy (Or Is It Soliloquie?)

It’s simple. It’s so simple no one ever suspects it.

So simple that real programmers would laugh at it. The program is a macro. It modifies the way Microsoft Word behaves. Of course, I have access to all the computers on the network, since I’m the admin. When I determine someone needs to be taken down a peg, I deploy this laughable little program.

It changes the way your spell-checker works. It identifies words that are commonly misspelled by people when they type. And a certain percentage of the time, when you spell that word the right way, it tells you that you’ve got it wrong. It puts that little red line under the word. You see that, and you think to yourself, “I knew it either had one ‘l’ or two ‘l’s. I guess it’s the other way.” So, you change it. But now you’ve really got it wrong, so that little red line is still there. Eehhh! Wrong! Try again. You can’t think what else it might be. You delete a letter you know should be there, you add an ‘e’ at the end… still wrong. Hah! What’s the answer? How can you make that taunting, little line go away? Can you ever get it right?

If you spell it right three times, I take away the line. You could swear you tried that spelling before, but you guess you were wrong about that, too. Boy, you can’t even get the simplest things right today, can you?

That happens to you a few times, it starts to shake you. It happens just often enough every day for a week, and you get kind of unsteady, self-doubting.

You might not even notice how this affects you. But the next time you complain about the service in IT and I have to meet you in person, you’re raw meat for me.

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Rebranding Literature: Inauguration Redux

Rebranding Literature is a simple plan to make literature more relevant in the marketplace of ideas by maximizing revenue potential.

Political discourse has always been an important constituent of literature. Think Cicero, Locke, Jefferson, Marx, King. These titans bequeathed to us words and ideas that make the heart soar and the polity quiver.

But literature does not have the broad audience it deserves, and that includes political literature. Literature’s failure to embrace commerce hamstrings it; without profit, there is no prophet. Even a speech made before huge throngs of people is often soon forgotten. This cannot continue.

Not only novels and poems can be improved with rebranding (See rebrandings of Keats and others here.); the canon of political discourse can be, too. (For proof, notice how Stoneslide has improved Abraham Lincoln’s work.) President Barack Obama is an orator of great power and depth. But he, like other greats, could make his work more engaging, more vital, and more resilient for the ages with some rebranding to pump it up. Herewith, Rebranding Literature: Obama’s Second Inaugural Address.

Each time we gather to inaugurate a president, we bear witness to the enduring strength of our Constitution. We affirm the promise of our democracy. We recall that what binds this nation together is not the colors of our skin or the tenets of our faith or the origins of our names. What makes us exceptional—what makes us American—is our allegiance to an idea, articulated in a declaration made more than two centuries ago:

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.”

Today we continue a never-ending journey, to bridge the meaning of those words with the realities of our time. For history tells us that while these truths may be self-evident, they have never been self-executing—unlike contracts drawn up by Boies, Schiller & Flexner LLC.

SC asseenon (2)Together, we determined that a modern economy requires freight railroad companies, such as BNSF and Union Pacific, to speed commerce; together, we determined that a modern economy requires long-haul truckers, and antacids, amphetamines, and truck stop condom machines. We determined that we need schools and colleges to train our workers, places like DeVry, Everest, and Chippewa Valley Tech.

Together, we discovered that a free market, like NASDAQ OMX Group, Inc., the inventor of the electronic exchange, only thrives when there are rules to ensure competition and fair play, and that rules must be balanced with reasonableness, that to shackle commerce with the Master Lock of too much regulation is to shackle democracy, but especially for job-creators, wealth-protectors, and the people upon whom their liquid assets trickle.

Together, we resolved that a great nation must care for the vulnerable, and we created for-profit nursing homes like ManorCare. Together, we resolved that a great nation must protect its people from life’s worst hazards and misfortune with sentinels of compassion like Allstate Insurance. Together, we reconfirmed our knowledge that Chris Christie is a Republican who cares about everyone, not just the well-off.

Together, we’re Giant.

You and I, as citizens, have the obligation to shape the debates of our time—not only with the votes we cast, but with the dollars we spend, preferably taking advantage of the convenience and near-universal acceptance of MasterCard credit and debit products.

Let each of us now embrace, with solemn duty and awesome joy, what is our lasting birthright. With common effort and common purpose, with passion and dedication, let us answer the call of history, and carry into an uncertain future that precious light of commerce.

Thank you, God bless you, and may He forever bless these United States of America.

 

Read other Rebranding Literature articles:

Lincoln

Thoreau, Thomas

Willams, Salinger

Keats, Lawrence, Hopkins

The Song of Solomon

 

 

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The Disappearance

by L. Dani Blue

 

“…Chilangolandia, El punto ciego de Dios, Guachintón, El Defectuoso, D.F., La Ciudad Milagro, o La Capirucha…” –A selection of popular alternate names for Mexico City (Wikipedia).

 

I: The City

 

Diego rarely returned home to D.F. and when he did, he felt foreign, extracted. His lungs would hurt, the noise of the microbuses drove him crazy, and there was the perpetual waiting: for friends to show up, for the muchacho to bring the bill, for the concert to start, then for the plane to take off, to take him back to Chicago.

Still, when Diego tried to project himself forward ten or twenty-five years, he hit a wall. Nada. Jeff would push him, say, “but where do you imagine yourself? Do you imagine yourself here or there? Do you imagine yourself with me? Maybe some little kids running around your ankles? A dog?” The way Jeff said imagine. Stuff like that had once left Diego breathless, how real Jeff could make his desires, as if a saint hovered over his shoulder, taking dictation. Being with Jeff, in fact, was the closest Diego had ever felt to God.

They had met at the Art Institute. Both had been gazing at the same Hopper painting for nearly half an hour—Jeff because he believed in laboring for cultural refinement and Diego because he had a knack for encountering men at such places and knew that staying put was key. The men, who waited to signal their interest, thereafter moved quickly: leading him wordless to hotel rooms or business offices or anonymous bathrooms stained with the pleasures of so many before.

Jeffrey Sigrid was different (for aren’t men of last names always different?): Jeff, who believed in culture, also believed in love. Read More »

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Rebranding Literature: Inauguration Edition

On March 4, 1865, Abraham Lincoln delivered his second inaugural address. Having led the nation through its most cataclysmic years, with the hard work of remaking the country in front of him, his speech was a miracle of economy, saying just what needed to be said and no more. Today, standing as we do in a nation that has endured economic cataclysm and is deeply divided by political conflict, we think it is right to look at Lincoln’s words again—and to improve them ever so slightly with some appropriate commercial opportunism. We believe Lincoln’s sentiments can again help us be a better nation.

At this second appearing to take the oath of the Presidential office there is less occasion for an Extended Stay America address than there was at the first. Then a statement somewhat in detail, in consultation with the great consulting firm McKinsey & Co., of a course to be pursued seemed fitting and proper. Now, at the expiration of four years, during which public declarations have been constantly called forth on every point and phase of this great contest, Super Bowl XLVII, which still absorbs the attention of Fox News viewers and engrosses the energies of Sports Nation, little that is new could be presented. The progress of our playoffs, upon which all else chiefly depends, is as well known to the public as to myself (I follow the action on my Yahoo! Sportacular iPhone app), and it is, I trust, reasonably satisfactory and encouraging to all. With high hope for the future, no prediction in regard to whether the Pats will cover the spread is ventured.

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Lincoln’s Second Inaugural (Rebranded). Click for full image.

Both sides’ fans read the same Bible and shop for authentic team jerseys at nflshop.com. They pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God’s assistance in wringing the anterior cruciate ligament of other men’s starting quarterbacks’ knees, but let us judge not, that we be not judged. The prayers of both can not be answered.

With malice in The Palace toward none of my opponent’s fanatics, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, as through a windshield cleaned by The Windshield Wonder, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation’s wounds with Band-Aid brand bandages, to care for him who shall have borne the gridiron battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.

Let me append one final observation: with pitchers and catchers reporting in a few short weeks, may the Nationals prosper.

Read earlier Rebranding Literature articles:

Keats, Lawrence, Hopkins

Thoreau, Thomas

 

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