Parting Glances: No Onan! Oh, No!
Years ago there was a physique magazine, Tomorrow's Man, that for 50 cents newsstand purchase could be discreetly hidden in a hip pocket for private enjoyment. [...]
Parting Glances: White House S/henanigans
Martin Luther King, Jr.'s 1965 historic march from Selma to Montgomery, Ala., for Negro voter rights changed the South forever. (Or, did it?) Few know that [...]
Parting Glances: Band Tunes Remembered
Mort Crowley's "Boys In the Band" opened Off-Broadway almost 50 years ago. I bought a copy of the play in Chicago in 1968 and read dialog aloud while driving [...]
Parting Glances Septuagenarianly Speaking
I just turned 70 something or other a couple of months ago, though I actually look much younger with the help of a portable scrim, a Sunset Boulevard screen, [...]
Parting Glances: JHVH's Door Bell Trade
It's hard to say if it's a good thing or an alarming thing, a plus or a minus for the city of Detroit, but there are 90,000 Jehovah's Witnesses in town for a [...]
Parting Glances: Bavel's Rolero Redux
At my age, I fidget after five minutes exposure to certain quote/unquote cultural happenings. Harpsichord recitals. Accordion extravaganzas. Art song evenings. [...]
Parting Glances: Twinkling of the inner eye ...
I'm sitting on my front porch during the twilight 9 o'clock hour. These early July evenings are both warm and occasionally, as now, delightfully cool. The [...]
Parting Glances: Dropping In For Won Ton
I'm sitting in a popular Somerset Mall Chinese restaurant where I'm distracted by two improbabilities: an astounding free fall record I'm reading about and a [...]
Parting Glances: Ex-Gay Fairy Tale
This is the story of Dorian Lavender who has vanished from the party scene of music, stimulants, sex and is now ironically beyond the saving grace of suddenly [...]
Parting Glances S-S Kissing AD 1300
Speaking of contemporary bad times, global warming, world conflicts, trouble and turmoil, epidemics, on-going territorial elbowing – sound all too familiar? – [...]
Parting Glances: Lost Language of S/he
As a post-pubescent teenager growing up on Detroit's Peterboro Street – just down the block from still-standing Burton Elementary School, recently turned movie [...]
Parting Glances My 10 Minutes in Heaven (Pt. 4)
I'm not quiet sure if it was 12:06 or 12:07 a.m. in my heavenly sojourn. It seems like a century between these 60 seconds. Believe it or not, two seemingly [...]
