Tuesday, July 5, 2011

On Mike Tyson


"Bracketed in the sequence of heavyweight all-timers by two media dreamboats—a champion who made boxing seem like political theater and one who makes boxing seem like non-consensual sex—[Larry] Holmes has been overshadowed." Carlo Rotella, Cut Time 

Thursday, June 30, 2011

The Tao of Larry Holmes


"Listen, if I die today, there are gonna be a lot of crying people for about a week, then they gon' go on with their life. If I die today, and they having a fight in Madison Square Garden tonight, they ring the bell ten times and they keep right on goddamn fighting." 

-- Larry Holmes as interviewed by Carlo Rotella in Cut Time 

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

First Impressions


Symptoms are better today. The persistant aching in my skull has been reduced to a dull thumping. I felt good enough to explore the city, which is quite nice—though perhaps not as charming as one might hope. 

The one thing that I have noticed are the number of street performers.  There does not seem to be much of a begging class here: no gangs of soiled children roving the streets, no one-armed panhandlers, no skeletal dogs picking through the trash.


Tuesday, June 28, 2011

A bad night

This is the day I woke up next to a Mexican stripper with a sore back and a bottle of tequila sitting on my nightstand.  The stripper is breathing. The bottle is empty. 

Saturday, June 25, 2011

On the Cruelty of Children


And so let us speak, for a moment, about the cruelty of children.

Children are cruel. 90 pages of shit. Children jab at each other with all the same lances, sharpened, new, antlers, full speed, no mercy, armed with the weapons of physical and psychological torture, children can and will use these weapons to form alliances and launch attacks against enemies real and imaged, their only flaw is their inability to process the consequences of their actions, for they do not have the means, cognitive or experiential, with which to make sense of cruelty or pain; without a full understanding of consequences, children gleefully engage in blood sport whose value is judged by the entertainment it brings to the torturers. The depths to which children can go are only circumcribed by a fear of punishment, thus crimes that can go undetected will continue apace. But the force that one child can inflict on another is often mitigated by the group that flanks him, disappating the most hurtful jabs because the tribe will protect its own. The tribe member will survice with his psyche in tact because he has people around him to tell him that he is okay. He is protected, and the statements made for the purposes of inflciting pain and distress can be easily erased with a proper change-of-subject.

The lone child is defenseless. He has no group to fall back on – no means of reinforcement to find acceptance after the knife has been slipped.  He has few options. He can join a group and save himself; he can become hypersensitive or he can become a iceberg.