Clockwise from top left: Hunter S. Thompson; Patti Smith; Mickey Spillane; Charles Bukowski; Jack Kerouac; Grace Paley; Norman Mailer; Henry Miller
”’The Outlaw Bible of American Literature’ is a new anthology put together by the writer Alan Kaufman, the editor Neil Ortenberg and the seminal publisher Barney Rosset, whose Grove Press and Evergreen Review gave a brand — and more important, a home — to writers once deemed, for whatever reason, too dangerous to handle.” Who’s your favorite “outlaw” writer, and why?
From the review of ”The Outlaw Bible of American Literature’ by the New York Times:
From left: Woody Guthrie , Richard Brautigan, Terry Southern and Kathy Acker
Some of the foreigners Rosset supported (Beckett, Pinter, Ionesco) have long since become respectable, if no less formidable. But most of the Americans he published (William S. Burroughs, Jack Kerouac, Terry Southern) remain outsiders. In part this is because of the work itself: sometimes semipornographic — though seldom gamier than passages in John Updike and Philip Roth — sometimes antiestablishmentarian, sometimes hard to read, sometimes all of the above. But in part it’s because the idea of literary outlawry — any kind of outlawry — is irresistible to the American imagination, which may never outgrow its Puritan-Manichaean origins. In fact, for two cents, I’d say ”The Outlaw Bible” is a quintessential document of the Bush Era, but that would hurt everybody’s feelings.
[A]lthough the Rosset-sponsored rebels of the 50’s and 60’s center this collection, the editors have opened the countercanon wide to take in a full range of American Unclubbables. Mickey Spillane, Sapphire, Waylon Jennings, John Waters, Greil Marcus, Margaret Sanger, Dave Eggers, DMX: you won’t find all of these people together in any other book, ever.
It’s just what an anthology of alternative/outsider literature ought to be: all over the place. You can read Woody Guthrie on hopping freights, Valerie Solanas on cutting up men and Emma Goldman on doing prison time. As long as you’re not expecting that all these writers can write, there’s no reason you shouldn’t have a good time.
But ”The Outlaw Bible” is supposed to be good for you, and that’s what changes it from an entertaining miscellany to something worth thinking about. Depending on where you sit, it’s either a document recodifying a revolution or a relic recyling an obsolescent controversy. The editors’ introduction, of course, argues for its contemporary relevance: ”a revolt against a landscape dominated by a literary dictatorship of tepid taste, political correctness and sheer numbing banality.” …
The one thing I hope is that everyone will still have access to all of these authors’ works, despite the age in which we find ourselves.
While it is obvious, Hunter S. Thompson is my favorite outlaw writer. I would consider Nietzsche for the honor, but he long ago became accepted into the Pantheon of serious thinkers.
Why Hunter?
As Cicero likes to note, we must love something, and stand for something, and want to protect something, or all our snark is for naught.
Hunter had a capacity to let his heart be broken over and over and over, and yet he never gave in until his last day.
He is was a better man than I will ever be, but he showed me what fortitude is all about.
remember it vividly….Indeed, it has haunted me like a Golem, day and night, for many years.
It seemed normal enough, at the time, just another weird rainy night out there on the high desert….What the Hell? We were younger, then.
Me and the Judge. And all the others, for that matter….It was a Different Time. People were friendly. We trusted each other. Hell, you
afford to get mixed up with wild strangers in those days — without fearing for your life, or your eyes, or your organs, or all of your money or even getting locked up in prison forever. There was a sense of possibility. People were not so afraid, as they are now.
You could run around naked without getting shot. You could check into a motel in Winnemucca or Elko when you were lost in a midnight rainstorm — and nobody called the police on you, just to check out your credit and your employment history and your medical records and how many parking tickets you owed in California.
There were Laws, but they were not feared. There were Rules, but they were not worshiped….like Laws and Rules and Cops and Informants are feared and worshiped today.
Like I said: It was a different time. And I know the Judge would tell you the same thing, tonight, if he wanted to tell you the Truth,
like I do.
The first time I actually met the Judge was a long time ago, for strange reasons, on a dark and rainy night in Elko, Nevada, when we
both ended up in the same sleazy roadside Motel, for no good reason at all….Good God! What a night!
I almost forgot about it, until I saw him last week on TV….and then I saw it all over again. The horror! The horror! That night when the road washed out and we all got stuck out there — somewhere near Elko in a place just off the highway, called Endicott’s Motel — and we almost went really Crazy.
Mentioning Elko brings up a fair amount of memories as I lived there for about 10 years.
Gonzo Papers, Vol. 2: Generation of Swine: Tales of Shame and Degradation in the ’80s (1988)
Susan – I’m terribly sorry for hijacking your diary (below). It’s evident I haven’t been paying attention to detail in any of my postings on any thread, and in this instance I had it in my (tiny) mind that I was posting to an Open Thread. But. . .um. . .as long as I’ve already ruined the flow of things :-(, I wanted to revisit a question I posed to you elswhere in which I asked if you’ve heard from the friend of the Halliburton employee. Just wondering how he’s doing, and if there’s been any ramifications to the perpetrators and/or Halliburton itself.
Henceforth, I hereby commit to:
(leaves to go sit in the corner for a self-imposed time-out)
Hi! Oh, this was a fun thread so it doesn’t matter … Halliburton employee: I transferred ownership of the story to Booman because it all happened at the same time my brother was having surgery for metastatic melanoma, my mother was extremely upset, and my brain couldn’t wrap around doing an interview that would do him justice. I’ll ask Booman what happened with that.
decided to lay low for a while. They have ongoing concerns about their safety.
They may want to talk at a later date.
I’ve been thinkin’ .. and I’m not sure this writer would meet the anthology requirements (which are explained in the NYTimes review, linked above), but he’s a hell of a writer too little mentioned and who grasps the raw, bloody violence of the West … a world in which Al Swearingen and Seth Bullock would have fit:
Cormac McCarthy’s “Blood Meridian“
I learned about McCarthy through a television interview of Harold Bloom, the Yale professor. Bloom suggested that McCarthy might be the best writer of the 20th century, or something like that … I’m too pooped to write my own review of “Blood Meridian” but this one from Amazon will do — just right:
“The men as they rode turned black in the sun from the blood on their clothes and their faces and then paled slowly in the rising dust until they assumed once more the color of the land through which they passed.” If what we call “horror” can be seen as including any literature that has dark, horrific subject matter, then Blood Meridian is, in this reviewer’s estimation, the best horror novel ever written. It’s a perverse, picaresque Western about bounty hunters for Indian scalps near the Texas-Mexico border in the 1850s–a ragged caravan of indiscriminate killers led by an unforgettable human monster called “The Judge.” Imagine the imagery of Sam Peckinpah and Heironymus Bosch as written by William Faulkner, and you’ll have just an inkling of this novel’s power. From the opening scenes about a 14-year-old Tennessee boy who joins the band of hunters to the extraordinary, mythic ending, this is an American classic about extreme violence.
Just about right for a Deadwood fan, don’t you think?
Do you realize that after dKos, we get the most hits from google searches? And that the number one google search we get linked to is for “hoopleheads”?
And squareheads comes next?
I think we need a Horny Housewives thread too.
You’re kidding … oh gawd … i’m laughing in a crazed way.
You meant Desperate Housewives, right? And what about Revelations? We should come up pretty good in searches for the yech new TV show, Revelations, given that we’ve had TWO diaries about it!
…desperate is so judgmental.
We’ll see in a few days whether Revelations brings us incidental traffic. Google lags a bit.
How is it that you determine statistics for Internet searches?
I’m assuming “hooplehead” has something to do with Deadwood. And I’m interested to know what it is that drew so many folks into becoming die-hard fans. After reading multitudes of rave reviews, I went to Comcast On Demand to watch the first episode. But after 45 minutes, it failed to interest me – although it seemed like something I should have enjoyed. Did I give up too quickly?
Aside from “Housewives & Hard-ons” (it ain’t just the women getting it on) and Arrested Development, Sunday night isn’t complete without “Boston Legal”. James Spader, William Shatner and Betty White are simply delicious. But the best part is the splendid anticipation, knowing that David E. Kelley will blast the administration at some point during each episode. No matter what the story line, he never fails to stick the knife in and give it a good twist. It might be a lawsuit against the government for their disregard of Darfur, or the many court summations involving the decline of civil liberties, or subtle snark surrounding the “new America” vs. the “old America”. Whatever the issue, Kelley is superb in his denouncements.
I love Boston Legal as well, especially with the addition of Candice Bergen. The show also stuck it to the Texas judicial system on a recent episode.
As to Deadwood, I tried to watch it last night, and the ever so frequent usage of the f word just got to me and I was wondering if anyone knows if that word was actually used in the time period of the show.
Having lived on this planet since the 40’s I do not think it came into common usuage until recent decades, but I could be wrong. In fact no one that I knew used it much at all in conversations until the late 60’s and early 70’s.
There’s disagreement about how much actual people in Deadwood used profanity.
Also: The first couple shows were jarring for me because of the language and the violence … and I found the first episode a bit too dark … it took me about 3-4 shows before I was completely hooked.
So, I recommend you stick with it. And i hope you’re watching the first season DVD so you can get the full storyline.
Ya know – I wondered the same thing myself about the use of the F word. (And I’d still appreciate your take on what it is that drew you to the show and whether I threw in the towel too easily.)
Thanks for the reminder of last week’s BL episode. I almost wet my pants watching Spader in the cowboy hat. And that episode was a delightful example of Kelley’s Bush blasting. All snark aside, I thought it was really impressive when they developed the story line on Darfur. Or the episode about the 12 year old girl being forced into an arranged marriage and how the U.S. shouldn’t impose their culture on others. But I bet that some of the more subtle snarkiness soars over the heads of people who aren’t political junkies.
and if you are asking me what drew me to the show (Deadwood), I wasn’t drawn at all I just watched it because of all the raves on this site. Still don’t get it and can’t get past the language, just watched for about 20 min. and every sentence was so peppered with the F word ( a word I happen to dislike) that I had to turn the channel. I think that it is a gratuitous usage of the word, perhaps to attract younger viewers.
BTW did you ever see Spader of Boston Legal in a movie where he played a man with unusual sexual appetites vs. a woman who wanted to please him at all costs. One of the most compelling movies I have seen in a long time and Spader was just terrific. It was hard to go from that movie to Boston Legal with Spader in mind that way.
PS: Just looked it up and it’s called ‘Secretary’ and this is synopsis:
“Plot Outline: A young woman, recently released from a mental hospital, gets a job as a secretary to a demanding lawyer, where their employer-employee relationship turns into a sexual, sadomasochistic one.“
Good Lord – I’ve been on one heck of a bad roll lately. Maybe it was the subject matter, but I had it in my head that Susan wrote the original response to me. But then when your second comment mentioned your aversion to the “F” word, I knew it couldn’t be her. (I’m just teasing, Susan!!)
If you check out Spader’s past roles, you’ll find he plays characters with unusual sexual proclivities far more often than not. I think I’ve seen every movie he’s been in, but there was one that didn’t work for me. (Can’t remember the name, but he played a guy who got into a car accident and after the crash he had very peculiar sexual desires. For that matter, the name of the movie just might have been “Crash”.) Then there was “sex, lies, and videotape” (which resulted in my husband giving him the monikor “Spader, Spader, the masterbator”) One of my all time favorite guilty pleasures is “Bad Influence” where Rob Lowe plays a creepy character who draws Spader into a very dark underworld. And he’s a creepy drug dealer in “Less Than Zero” – once again aligned with sexual activities. If you ever saw the “1 star” movie “Endless Love” Spader plays the brother of the main character – and back in those days he went by the name “Jimmy”. (hee) Anyway -I love the guy because he plays “dark” so well. (Initially I was ticked off to find out they cast William Shatner in his current role back in the days of “The Practice” – but damn – Denny Crane is a riot!)
Back to the Darfur episode. The story line focused on one of the attorneys representing a man in filing a lawsuit against the government for their inactivity in Darfur. The point was that the U.S. government implied they would step in over there, so other countries relied on them to do so, and in turn the other countries didn’t step in because the U.S. said they’d handle things. (Pretty much like the support that Bush promised for AIDS in Africa without follow through)
I think the writing and story lines for BL are tremendous, and the ending of last week’s episode was absolutely chilling. Oh my – that was quite the ramble (guess I’m doing my best to avoid work)
Well, I had to vote for Hunter S., because there’s no other for journalists. And because a quote from him is on my wall as Words To Live By: “Yesterday’s Weirdness is Tomorrow’s Reason Why.” Explains it all.
Richard Brautigan will always have a place in my heart, as well. Pete Seeger, though he’s not mentioned as a writer, is important, too, I think, beause he is still carrying the message and encouraging people to think.
And, boy, is that an old picture of Grace Paley! Who is, undeniably, a national treasure.
Part of the lyrics from “The Future” — in the soundtrack of “Natural Born Killers”:
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant.
You don’t know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I was the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I’ve seen the nations rise and fall
I’ve heard their stories, heard them all
but love’s the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It’s over, it ain’t going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil’s RIDING crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide …
There’ll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There’ll be phantoms
There’ll be fires on the road
and a white man dancing
You’ll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin’ to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin’.
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don’t like children anyhow
I’ve seen the future, baby:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide …
When they said REPENT REPENT .
As a Canadian poet laureate, does Leonard Cohen qualify as an outlaw? Either way – what an amazing wordsmith. I have all of his CDs and jumped through hoops to get my hands on a documentary film. And he brings back a fond memory of my deceased brother. After not seeing each other for over 15 years, we had a few beers, got caught up and started talking music. Then out of the blue we simultaneously jumped off the couch to each retrieve a tape from our cars that the other one absolutely had to hear. Turns out we both came back with “Best of Leonard Cohen” in hand.
That one hits right between the eyes, doesn’t it?
When alien intervention is your best hope, you got trouble.
I love that song and I loved “Natural Born Killers.” Right between the eyes is it. That’s why my version of hell would include TV sitcoms.
but where the hell is Harlan Ellison? Phillip K Dick? Frank Miller? William Gibson?
Especially Ellison. “I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream” is brilliant, and transcends genre. He produced brilliant short stories, novels, screenplays and graphic novels. His TV crits in his “Glass Teat” columns are criticism at its finest.
WTF is Harlan?
Since I haven’t read many of the others, I’ll claim Henry Miller. I still have copies of his work that I smuggled back from Mexico City in the early ’60s.
It’s so amazing to realize that I could have gone to jail in those days for being in possession a book.
Henry Miller, because he embraced human sexuality in a way that 20th century literature had never seen before. And that energy fuels the most intense outlaw energy there is, taking it beyond the intellectual dimension.
Ismael Reed, he who wrote “Mumbo Jumbo” and “Flight to Canada,” for exposing historical African-American culture in ways that were designed to outrage and enlighten people of all colors while making them laugh and understand who the real bad guys are.
My near second choice is Hunter S. Thompson for never being co-opted, for never selling out his rage for acceptance by the mainstream.