More Queer Poetry from Norman Mailer
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February 15, 1962, Vol. VII, No. 17
A Study of Cancer in English Grammar
by her end
fags adored her
to the dead mouth
snails in stucco
and gave a hair to cheer
-- Norman Mailer
Solos at Random
By Nat Hentoff
The Merry-Go-Round: A couple I know has been juggling the idea of getting married. The main barrier is her color. She's white. He isn't. He isn't about to trust whites in general, and he finds it hard to make specific exceptions. "Look," the girl growled in exasperation the other night. "Suppose we got married. And then suppose we had a daughter. Would you want her to marry a white man?" Her sometime friend was genuinely and utterly shocked. "Hell, NO!" he roared.
When Lenny Bruce was picked up on drug charges last September, the wire services diligently spread the word, many dailies picked it up, and Variety -- the Our Sunday Visitor of show business -- naturally played it big. Maybe I haven't been paying close enough attention, but the first I knew the charges had all been dropped was a small clipping from a Philadelphia newspaper in the mail. The grand jury refused to indict. An interesting and unresolved prologue involve Bruce's charge that he was given a chance to avoid a grand-jury appearance in return for $10,000. He refused, and discounting being so pervasive these days, the fee was cut to $3500. Bruce, a chronic subversive, again refused. It seems to me that Variety might find it in its brimming heart to write an editorial commending Lenny for setting an example to show folk by not paying off when the fuzz is riding high....
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