Dietz has composed a quatrain that seems to hinge on an intentional misspelling. I suspect either a deeper meaning or a poet’s typographical error which once made, mocked him until he decided, enraged, that he would show it who, or what, was boss. I wrote a whole damn book once because I liked …
It is said, and it is probably said by those with more experience in the matter of relevant statistics than I, that guns don’t kill people. Whether or not that statement is true, angry wives with guns might be another matter entirely, particularly if they bothered to aim before they fired. It …
I could be that guy, you know. I could be that guy who goes about his business quietly, without distinction, without attracting attention, the guy of whom the reporter writes later (if the guy gets lucky and gets a reporter later) that “…We’ll never know just what happened. But something became the straw that broke …
It’s hard for a man to give a convincing lecture when he’s faced with his goddaughter’s titty, which goes some ways toward explaining why I travel incognito, by Greyhound, rather than in a more suitable conveyance. I had every intention of explaining to her, gently, you know, in the way a godfather has of guiding …
I’m a bastard. That’s all there is to it. I’m a bastard. Although it feels good to say it, it doesn’t make me happy. It’s more a relief than anything else, and while it doesn’t get all these monkeys off my back, it does get them singing in tune for a moment, which is, I …
Blog No. 1 In my first blog about the life and works of Ottoman “Blind Squirrel Dietz” I share two of his more revealing thoughts, thoughts that he may prefer be kept private, although he threw that privilege away along with the notebook that he hurled at his brother, Nehemiah C., one afternoon during a …
listen to the story When the conversation turns to Ottoman “Blind Squirrel” Dietz, even if the first words in that conversation are not, “Look out!”, there is little that can be said to surprise me. In fact, I often find myself empathizing with jaded justices of the peace who, when awakened from their slumbers to …