I Woke Next to the Corpse by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

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Some 20,000 people attended and heard Gerhard Wilhelm Kunze, the Bund's National Public Relations Officer, criticize President Roosevelt by repeatedly referring to him as "Frank D.

Rosenfeld," calling his New Deal the "Jew Deal," and denouncing what he believed to be Bolshevik-Jewish American leadership.

Most shocking to American sensibilities was the outbreak of violence between protesters and Bund storm troopers.

I’m again hopeful today. I’m hoping its one or more of the Galupos who come here and try to get me. The Galupos have always been subversive to the true cause, and the world will miss none of the fish killers.

So, they’re coming to rub me out. Phhhtt. I wish I could honestly say that’s a scary thought. As structured, it’s all one

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big pain in the ass anyway. You’re supposed to do this. You’re supposed to do that. You’re supposed to say this. You’re supposed to say that. Worse. You’re expected to. And for what?

The right to enter another day in which you get stuck doing crap you don’t feel like doing and saying crap you don’t feel like saying. I wish I could have found my doppelganger and had sent him to the required shit show.

In my grammar school days, on a number of occasions I asked my father who his heroes were. I fully expected that he would pick a baseball player. It took five or six inquiries as his first responses were always to shake his noodle as if he’d just heard the dumbest question imaginable. Some persistence got him to add

“I don’t have any” a few times. My stubborn penchant to know his thoughts paid off, as one day he told me; “Dillinger.” I had no follow up questions, and proceeded to find out what I could about this bank-robbing, hard number’s life.

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