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Man, Read This Book!

April 13, 2012

“The” Red State men’s novel… gutsy, smart, funny, prophetic

Hello, you…

It’s not news the E-Book Revolution is nationalizing American publishing just as surely as file-sharing crashed our music business. What this means to me is that, for the first time since mid-20th century, when Grove Press defied censorship laws and sold “dangerous” avant-garde authors to average middle-class readers, now once again — however briefly — the walls are falling down, the unspeakable becomes eloquent, and the coming new truths of the age can dare the light of day.

I write fiction for other men, other American men, especially. My martial arts journalism takes the same tone. Natural masculine address sounds unusual in a culture where women dominate publishing. The intimate act of writing has itself become safely socialized, and the fantasies of women shape popular fiction.

Once American literature was by, for and about men — roughly until the feminist cultural putsch of the 1960s. Be fair. Cultural exhaustion had set in. Men, in truth, especially the novelists, were mostly written-out. Men were heartily sick of men. A century of wall-to-wall wars will do that to a man.

Today, you young male writers grow up understanding what you will need to do — the professional wound — you must inflict on yourselves — auto-castration of your talent — but a woman it is who presses the knife into your hand and whispers: “If you ever hope to make a living writing…”

What I’m saying is the time has come when English Literature must put aside women of both sexes and speak once again in a deeper, rougher, more natural voice. And unfortunately, we must shock the ladies. Literature must shock to grow, ladies, because Culture’s central scandal remains eternally humanly unchangeable: the Well of Madness is the only know source for the Waters of New Truth.

Thanks for reading. Your scanning eyes make me who I am.



7 Comments leave one →
  1. elemaza permalink
    April 13, 2012 1:14 PM

    Hear hear! Well said! This is a compliment from a lady who understands only too well. My eagle eye did catch a couple of teensy weensy typos in your posting we can discuss later.

  2. Emmett Grayson permalink
    April 14, 2012 2:06 PM

    Well, FINALLY, something I can share to my FaceBook page and many friends there.

  3. April 16, 2012 4:37 PM

    Wow! what a good looking book cover! Can’t wait to read. 😀

    • April 17, 2012 7:40 AM

      The lady knows quality when she sees it — and when she executes it! Patrise pulled together a few vague ideas of mine to produce the attention-grabbing cover Piece of Resistance is graced with now. Thanks again, soul sister!

  4. Emmett Grayson permalink
    April 21, 2012 9:37 AM

    Yep, women can write and sing about bashing the guy’s Corvette with a baseball bat or “Earl Had To Die” and get stuffed into the trunk of the car and dumped in the swamp somewhere, but a guy had better not write or sing anything except, “Oh, baby, how I worship you and love it when you beat me!” Screw that!

    • April 21, 2012 7:18 PM

      Damn well said! Most civilians don’t even understand that any such lyrics are commercially forbidden by a political correctness which flatters women to death because, hey! any bunch who goes to the bathroom together and swaps underwear are natural born socialists — and individuality is just too much trouble to bother with when your entire social/political class aspires to — hold your breath — preside over the extinction of the human race.

      What is it about radical environmentalism we don’t quite understand?

      Wouldn’t want to have a lot of energetic nonconformist guys around pointing at the stars and shouting: “We can, must and will go there!” No men, historically, have never reached an ocean shore and stopped because the ocean was big and briney. We build ships and go exploring. So, since no Gaia-based resources are sustainable for humanity in the long run — although the Ruling Class will always have more than enough and looks foreword to diverting itself by killing us off slowly — the time has come today to emphasize male initiative, male drive, male boldness — the promise in our eyes, our hands and hearts. The future desperately needs us.

      Here endeth the lesson.

      Herb Borkland

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