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Shhh: Fight Club

Copyright 2005 Ben S. Pollock Sunday, July 10, 2005. A few days ago I finished “Fight Club,” by Chuck Palahniuk, and now have seen the DVD. I’ve been dancing around reading more of this extraordinary writer since he was interviewed on NPR, mocking their style more acutely than something on “The Daily Show with Jon […]

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Sedimental over you

Copyright 2005 Ben S. Pollock Sunday, June 12, 2005: The more essays, columns and commentary that I read the more I see that the opposite of humor is not seriousness or many of its synonyms. This perception may just be among current trends, but at least for the time being, the opposite of humor is […]

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Hammered point nails thumb

Copyright 2005 Ben S. Pollock Monday, January 10, 2005. Just thought of another way to explain my confusion with a certain kind of column. Or blog now. The discomfort is partly from the frustration of not being able to explain, but mainly because their writers are some of my favorite people. The genre: Anecdotal essays […]

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Last of the inbreed

Copyright 2005 Ben S. Pollock Jan. 2, 2005: In the paper and online today is Dave Barry’s final column as a regularly run syndicated humor columnist. He announced this a few months ago, calling it a sabbatical of indefinite length while acknowledging writing projects in other media, maybe including papers. Also in the fall, Jimmy […]

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Palahniuk, storyteller

This dude’s a storyteller Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Sunday, Nov. 7, 2004: This is a book report on "Diary" by Chuck Palahniuk. It’s not a book review, which I do occasionally for pay. So, it’s a report, like back in school, except written by someone who thinks a lot about reading and writing. Just […]

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Dupe duplicative dupe

Doop a dupe a doop Copyright 2004 Ben S. Pollock Tuesday, Aug. 10, 2004. The Berkeley Breathed “Opus” panel for Sunday 8/8/04 looked very familiar (His syndicate does not allow open online access). So I walked from the paper on the dining table to my home office (the north side of the sunporch I have […]