Thursday, December 10, 2009

Make No Mistake

Reading Obama's Nobel acceptance speech, I came across this sentence: 

"For make no mistake: Evil does exist in the world."

A stitch of rhetoric from the Bush years. Rumsfeld, as I recall, was fond of that little flourish: "make no mistake." Every other breath after 9/11 was "make no mistake." What they didn't utter so audibly was this addendum: "That's our job." 

I don't know if anyone else has made the connection, but every time I hear this uttered by a politician, especially one with a thick cowboy accent, I can't help but think they ripped it from the 90's Western Tombstone, where Doc Holiday has this to say about Wyatt Earp's bloodthirsty romp across the plains wiping out his enemies: "Make no mistake: it's not revenge he's after. It's the reckoning." 

Friday, December 4, 2009


Broadsheet number 4 of Paul Stevens' the FLEA is out, chock-full of good poems, including one of my little ditties. 

I really dig the FLEA. All of the best publications have an editorial vision you can put your finger on, but the FLEA has/is a persona you can shake hands with.