A. M. Juster

Here lies what’s left of Michael Juster, A failure filled with bile and bluster. Regard the scuttlebutt as true. Feel free to dance; most others do. . . . . Continue Reading »

I hear the yowling of the cats of war . . . Oh no . . . wrong metaphor! . . . . Continue Reading »

Since I’m a utilitarian, I’ll eat the vegetarian. . . . . Continue Reading »

None of this can be denied: crabby, flabby, full of pride; hypertensive, pensive, snide; slowing, growing terrified. . . . . Continue Reading »

If you want peace, withdraw your geese. . . . . Continue Reading »

If you believe our liturgies, no marriage may be sundered, but lawyers say six-figure fees can fix what God has blundered. . . . . Continue Reading »

Betrayal had fulfilled the prophecy. Too proud for penance and too weak to run, he strung himself up from a cedar tree and swayed for days beneath a scathing sun. Thieves cut his desiccated body free, then left it in the dust. Throughout that night, Jerusalem kept shuddering with light. . . . . Continue Reading »

Robert Frost: The Poet as Philosopher by Peter J. Stanlis ISI, 350 pages, $28 Poor Robert Frost. Nearly half a century after his death, he is still suffering at the hands of both friends and enemies. Frost brought much of this problem on himself when he selected a troubled young academic named . . . . Continue Reading »

When I am in the mood, I go explore entirely alone and ascertain the prices set for vegetables and grain. As evening falls, I often wander through the sketchy Circus and the Forum too. I stand beside astrologers, then troop back home to have some leek and chickpea soup. Three slaveboys serve my . . . . Continue Reading »

Loved that first book”it’s got no equal”but, Johnny, we don’t love your sequel.If you would only take a chanceon self-help or a gay romance,we’d let you keep your last advance.Phony conspiracies would doif you could find a hook or two”like someone famous who . . . . Continue Reading »