In Canada, Nobody Is Ever

If You Don't Count Some Of Jehovah's Injunctions, There Are No Humorists In The Bible.

Well, When I Was A Young Writer The People We Read Were Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Sartre, Camus, Celine, Malraux. And To Begin With, I Was A Bit Of A Copycat Writer And Very Derivative And Tried To Write A Novel Using Their Voices, Really.... I Keep It Out Of Print.

Mr. Bernard Died On A Monday, At The Age Of Seventy-five, His Body Wasted. He Lay In State For Two Days In The Lobby Of The Bernard Gursky Tower And, As He Failed To Rise On The Third, He Was Duly Buried.

Nothing Is Absolute Any Longer. There Is A Choice Of Beliefs And A Choice Of Truths To Go With Them. If You Choose Not To Choose Then There Is No Truth At All. There Are Only Points Of View.

I'm Criticized By The Feminists, By The Jewish Establishment, By Canadian Nationalists. And Why Not? I've Had My Pot Shots At Them. I'm Fair Game.