There’s a cancer of the mind. It’s called “fantasy.” Like cheesecake, fantasy is great in controlled dosages. My brother Paul and my sister Carrie once made a cheesecake with strawberry topping, split it in half, and finished it down to the last crumb of graham-cracker crust. Neither of them ate cheesecake again for over twenty…
I’m living my favorite TV show
October 4, 2014
My favorite TV show of all time was The X-Files. There were episodes that were so brilliant that I hesitate to watch them again, for fear that they won’t be as great as I remember. The best episode is titled “All Souls.” It’s perfect because it has everything that moves me: pain, indescribable loss, letting…
Acceptance is the first step
September 25, 2014
I get many messages from Israelis and Jews who are deeply hurt by the deliberate falsehoods spread by such gargoyles as Mads Gilbert. Having experienced a lot of trauma in my life, I’m an expert on overcoming it. The key is acceptance. My book Ghosts and Ballyhoo: Memoirs of a Failed L.A. Music Journalist is…
A forensic investigation into my Jew-hate
September 24, 2014
Many years ago a ghost told me that I hated Jews. It was a nonsensical accusation that came completely out of left field. I had to do a forensic investigation to discover the origin of this lie. When I found the answer, it stunned me. A humorous story branded me forever as a Jew hater….
Emotions hurt, as they should
September 20, 2014
I offered to send Ghosts and Ballyhoo: Memoirs of a Failed L.A. Music Journalist to a reader. She replied that emotions hurt, which I take to mean that she’d rather not read the book. I understand. Here’s what a reviewer said about it. At every turn revealing, enlightening, and heartbreaking in the most jagged fashion…
The person I came closest to murdering
September 17, 2014
Adapted from Ghosts and Ballyhoo: Memoirs of a Failed L.A. Music Journalist. The person I came closest to murdering is a lot like those who now threaten to murder me. Odd coincidence. So There You Are I met “Carmen” the Cardinal Ghost on November 6, 1987. Two days later, she invited me to her apartment…
The saddest movie ever made
September 3, 2014
On October 7, 2011, I was diagnosed with Meniere’s disease. My reaction was atypical: By that night I’d shaken off the chronic rage that had defined me. I thought that my new state of mind was permanent, but it wasn’t. No amount of good cheer could’ve withstood the suicides of my parents in February and…
Things that Jew-haters send me
August 27, 2014
Today started out badly. I’m a night owl, so when the phone rang at 7:00 a.m., I’d only been asleep for maybe three hours. It was a laughing women who wanted me to take a survey on whether or not I supported editing DVDs to make them family friendly. This was after one of the…
Why I write posts on Pallywood
August 4, 2014
Since so many people have asked, tonight I’ll explain why I write posts on Pallywood. I have a very specific motivation. And, because of my burgeoning reputation as a madman, I’ll explain why I believe that maybe—just maybe—this was my purpose in life. First of all, I’m not religious. I’m a theist, which means I…