Please be sure to read the latest story in All Due Respect and let the writer know what you think. This month's story is a pure example of creativity unhinged to the foul odor of false politeness that has taken over American society. Some people call it "political correctness," but I would like to move beyond that disgusting term and ideaology and recognize the plastic shine of arbitrary niceness for what it is: PURITANICAL FASCISM.
One of my missions, as well as the mission of All Due Respect, is to ram sledgehammers through this phony attempt to make everyone feel "secure" by making sure nobody talks or writes about anything "unpleasant." It is the writer's job to bring the attention of the masses to reality, even if it means dragging them, kicking and screaming the whole way.
And if you missed any of the previous stories, please make sure you give them a day in court as well:
For a hallucinatin' good time, read my update of the old Chester Himes tale, Marihuana and a Pistol. It's called Methamphetamine and a Shotgun. It comes dangerously close to what my contemporary literature professor calls "postmodern" fiction. But don't let that scare you. It's really just about drugs, jealousy and murder.
Then, don't miss the most popular story All Due Respect has published, The Great Whydini by David Cranmer. It's the kind of crime fiction you'd find in the old pulps; no morals, just crime.
Finally, if you grew up digging On the Road, chances are you'll dig J.J. Kinni's Open Roads and Freebirds. It's a story about getting involved in all the fun, illegal activity America has to offer and eventually finding a place you can call home with people who like to raise hell just the same.