A couple of years before Norman Mailer died, he came to Portland for a big book event portentously marketed as WordStock. Mailer had been battling his failing body for the last few years. He inched his way across the stage on crutches and lowered his frail bones down in a big chair. Then he launched into a white-hot excoriation of the Bush administration and the complicity of the Democrats. The mind remained as lethally sharp as ever.
- Revolutionary Inheritance
- Clowns Can Be Killers, Too
- A Whiter Shade of Genocide
- Economic Warfare and the Chokehold of Empire
- Apologists for Rape
- Meet the New Boss, Worse Than the Old?
- Puncak Jaya, Center of the World
- A Punk Rock Paean
- The Body Bags of Gaza
- The Transfer Agreement: Nazi Support for a Jewish State in Palestine
- The Soul of Detroit, 1985
- Israel’s Torture Archipelago
- Sing Sing the Movie Gets Raves; Sing Sing the Prison Gets Off Easy
- Ceasefire Assassinated
- Gun Violence and the Marketing of Militarism