(Dedicated to Los Angeles, that Loved Harvey Weinstein, Until it Didn’t)
by Charles Carreon
November 8, 2017
Way down in Los Angeles,
That city by the sea
There was a mighty industry
That everybody thought was sweet.
They called it entertainment,
Vaudeville, they made silent pictures,
Publicity stills. They had talent agents,
talent scouts; they made […]
by Charles Carreon
January 21, 2017
Washington loves nothing so much as a hunt, and the hunt started by the CIA, that set CNN and the rest of the press to croaking like a swamp full of bullfrogs, has been a Royal Hunt, indeed. Built of purest innuendo, the “intelligence dossier” that gave room for full-bore accusations of treason against […]
by Charles Carreon
December 11, 2016
“See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.” This formulation was first declared to me by some peer at the age of three or four – a veritable wise man he seemed to me – revealing the meaning of the mysterious three-monkey tableux so often encountered among the knick knacks adults accumulated in those […]
by Charles Carreon
October 9, 2016
Good afternoon, evening, morning or whatever time it is for you, this is LofiNikita, signing on for the first time in a long time, because we have news, real news, for the first time in a long time. John Podesta’s emails were hacked, according to the Obama Securitat, by an official Russian government hacker, […]
by Charles Carreon
4/19/16
One thing the Clinton machine does not claim to be is pretty. They make no pretense — people, individual voters, do not matter. Delegates matter. Math will decide the outcome — math that has nothing to do with the popular vote. Victory is assured and they don’t mind letting you know.
In an ordinary year, with no […]
by Charles Carreon
July 17, 2015
If you’re reading this, the American Buddha Online Library is down, and you are one of the thousands of people today who are wondering where it went. Its disappearance is in large part my fault. I incorporated the American Buddha nonprofit corporation and served as ABOL’s lawyer for fifteen years, and helped it keep […]
by Charles Carreon
04/26/15
Ron was not happy. Not happy at all. He was staring at the hole in his dashboard, and he just could not believe it. The windows weren’t broken, the doors were still locked the way he’d left them before he started his shift. It was broad daylight. Out loud he breathed the words, “Where’s my fucking stereo?” […]
Another View on Whether Susan Blackmore’s Sermon on the Way of Robotic Consciousness Was Worth Spending A Beautiful Morning Indoors With A Band of Aging Atheists One Day in Late April in Tucson, Arizona, 2014
by Charles Carreon
May 3, 2014
Sunday With the Atheists
Last weekend, Sunday morning, in search of fun atheists, Tara and I went to the Free Thought Arizona […]
by Charles Carreon
April 25, 2014
I don’t know who Steve Jobs really was, because he is so wrapped in myth and lore and legend that his true identity is as undiscoverable as my own, hidden beneath a mass of casual obloquy. I have no desire to concretize my view of him at all, because he was who he was, and […]
by Charles Carreon
October 6, 2013
I got to Haight Ashbury in 1968. The Summer of Love was 1967. I couldn’t help it. I rushed. I was only twelve when I ran away, but run I did, to where the sign flashing “LSD” could be seen, irrigating the brains of a new generation that had no need of footwear. The LSD […]
