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Nothing Can Be Won from Beggars

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles Robert Reich makes the point: Corporate profits are healthy largely because companies have found ways to keep payrolls down — substituting lower-paid contract workers, outsourcing

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In Need of A Soul Massage

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles St. Felix of Nicosia The book’s section is called “recognition”. In Sarah Shun-Lien Bynum’s novel Madeleine Is Sleeping, a young girl sees in her church’s

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The Novel As Graffiti

DONALD O’DONOVAN Years ago in New York I used to write on the subway walls with a magic marker. I’d copy passages out of my novels-in-progress, then I’d lurk nearby

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Poetry is the Imitation of Life

“Title page of William Winstanley’s Lives of the most Famous English Poets from 1687″ Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world. Percy Bysshe Shelley wrote that in his A Defence of

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When There Are No Public Spaces Left

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles Consider this part two of In Wildness No Civilization Can Endure. Beat poet Gary Snyder

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Give Me A Wildness No Civilization Can Endure

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles The wonders of the world in nature art and mind, by Robert Sears Gary Snyder

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Personville: the American Dream Turned to Poison

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles One of my very favorite opening paragraphs of any novel is found in Dashiell Hammet’s

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Savor Your Coffee Like Raymond Chandler

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles Credit: Einar Faanes I know a lot of you political junkies and newswire hellions consume dozens

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Capital’s Exploitation: An Industrial Reserve Army of Mass Human Material

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles One of mankind’s greatest historians and philosophers, Karl Marx, wrote: …if a surplus population of

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Be Still & Know the Sun’s Horror in Your Ears

ADAM MICHAEL LUEBKE Los Angeles In the head of Doctor Sarvis, who, in turn, resided in Edward Abbey’s head: Only the sun screams, ninety-three million miles away, that insane ceaseless

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