This originally ran on August 12, 2016. We are republishing various Trump-related articles, as explained in Why We’re Publishing Some Trump Stuff Again. ______________________________________________________________________________________ By now many people have seen Donald Trump’s mocking imitation of The New York Times reporter who suffers from a disabling ailment that prevents him from using his arms fully and […]
Why We’re Publishing Some Trump Stuff Again
The Trump electoral spectacle wears on through its tenth year, about as long as “The Apprentice” show. In fact, it might well be that one of the things Trump initially wanted with his election shenanigans was for them to last as long as “The Apprentice”. It’s all about celebrity, you see. It’s likely that Trump […]
REG-GIE! REG-GIE! REG-GIE!
A seminal moment in my life occurred when I was about six years old. As we were walking back to our vehicle in the stifling summer heat after attending a Yankees game in the Bronx, a man asked through the barred windows of the Bronx House of Detention: “What happened in the Yankee game tonight?” […]
The Future Belongs to the Mad
What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats, And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. -T.S. […]
Another Call for Submissions to Hard Crackers
Hard Crackers Magazine relies on written submissions and articles from our editors and our readers. These stories can take many different forms. They can be: biographical essays recalling certain work or real life experiences; recollections or revelations regarding historic or current events; interviews with or articles about interesting characters whose voices and opinions often go […]
Olive Groves and Desert Tortoises
I once lived in a desert, over 10 years ago. The Southern Californian desert changed me. I have never considered the swamplands of the gulf coast to be a forgiving land, but the urban environment has always obscured this, I grew up in a concrete steam room that I only learned was a marsh thick […]