Author: Michael Konik

The Culture High

The handsomely constructed documentary “The Culture High” makes a compelling — and to our mind irrefutable — case that the so-called “War on Drugs” has been a kind of dystopian slow-motion holocaust. Director Brett Harvey has assembled an impressive roster of talking heads, including members of Law Enforcement, to explain clearly and conclusively why drug...

Poem: All the Others

The 2015 MK Spring Poetry Festival, April 20-30   Mother protector, father provider. Brother who helped the elderly. Sister who held children when they cried. Potential saints, condemned sinners. The heretic and the ignorant. The past-tense blasphemous visitors gone before He arrived to save them.   What of them? All the others. The ones who lived...

Poem: Lonely Girl

Splayed on her sofa like a hastily disposed corpse haphazardly stashed out of the way of more important harbingers of Life, she watches the screens, the big one on the wall and the little one in her demure hand, waiting for the next plot point, the next map point, the point of all her affluent solitude,...

Forecasting the Near Future

We agree. It’s a shame that all the blibbety-blabble about nothing couldn’t be contained in a tweet. Or an overlong Facebook post, at least. Sorry. We should have just said, “Update: I’m great. Thanks for asking. Lots of cool things in the works. Stay tuned. More to come. Luv u guys.” Today, our first experiment...

Chapter Twenty-Eight

The day the video was released, the site’s Web servers got sluggish a few times but they never crashed. Doug had seen to that. The video was released on a Monday morning so the story would dominate the entire week’s news, and probably the next week’s. Doug had seen to that, too. He knew it...

Compassion for the Cops

Everyone is all upset about the latest killing of an unarmed black man by a white police officer. This one was caught on video, so it’s going to be a little harder to explain to a jury why the shooting was justified, especially since the dead man was shot in the back as he fled....

LA Helicopter Noise Initiative

For those of us who feel like Brentwood is starting to sound like Baghdad, a quasi-war zone, with helicopters hovering and circling and buzzing the neighborhoods below, as though we’re being invaded (or reprising Vietnam), relief — or at least a digital venting — has arrived. The LA Helicopter Noise Initiative, in conjunction with the...

Chapter Twenty-Seven

She kept telling herself she was OK. She could do this. Everything was OK. Breathe. She had thought about it (a lot) and had conducted little silent arguments with herself, as well as with the man who used to be her husband. You want to run off and do whatever you want, like no one...

Female Problems

The playwright Aristophanes wrote a hit comedy called “Lysistrata.” It’s about all the women in Greece going on a sex strike until all the men agree to stop fighting the Peloponnesian wars. Frustrated husbands walk around onstage with painful erections. It’s funny stuff, if unrealistic. Such a sex strike could never really work. All the...

Chapter Twenty-Six

The business was not how the average person who was not in the business would imagine it. Sheila wouldn’t understand, that was for sure. She never did. Certainly, he hadn’t really understood how it all worked before he became a part of it. People don’t really know what they don’t really know is how he...