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And while I’m on the subject of Brick Magazine

This is for all the cat lovers out there — you’ll enjoy this: Margaret Atwood’s contribution (online!) to the current issue of Brick, a story called Our cat goes to heaven.

Yes, balance is so important…

There’s a punch line at the end

What a long, tiring day. What a short, exhausting weekend. Can I have the weekend over again before Monday starts, please? How about some humour? I need a laugh. Jim Harrison wrote the Summer 2003 “Eat or Die” food column in Brick. I don’t know if the column is online, but basically, it’s about Harrison’s frustration over the Bush regime’s demonisation of France around that time. (Remember “freedom fries” and all that?) So Harrison, out of spite, took himself to France in May 2003 to see how much French wine he could drink. My man! He called this particular column “Paris Rebellion,” and, keeping the rebellion “aggressively fresh,” he immediately heads to the Bon March� to buy good stuff (comestibles and wine) for his hotel room picnic. And so the column starts, an ode to good food and wine, and to the people who enjoy it. But here’s a funny bit where the gourmandising gourmet puts the knife not just into his t�te de porc cul noir � la broche, but also into politics:

An attractive aspect of Paris is the freedom of the press. I’ve been told the press isn’t as free as it seems, but compared to the many cities in America that have been reduced to a single newspaper that may not wish to quote you exactly, it is wonderful to shoot off your mouth without regard for propriety. For instance, years ago in Chicago I was asked for my feelings about the recent death of Nixon and I said that a wooden stake should be driven through his heart to make sure. The newspaper refused to quote this! In Paris, however, when I said that as a gourmand, I couldn’t be a politician because they regularly shit out of their mouths and that would taint my dining experiences, the newspaper quoted me in full.

….bwahahaha!