I went ten rounds with Mr. Hemingway.
I hit him with a left hook to the liver
and he went down. Irascible "Razz" Heap:
Immobilized in Point and Shoot is a better book
than A Moveable Feast, and I am a better writer.
Except for being a bad provider, I was a better
husband and father. At least I didn't play around on
my old lady or get divorced and let my kids be raised
by madwomen and nannies. Irish Catholic servants.
He should have stayed with Hadley. He wasn't even
cash-register honest. He stole Miro's The Farm from her.
What made him think he deserved a yacht like the Pilar?
Who said he should be able to deep-sea fish and go on safari?
I don't like rich people. I walked their polo ponies.
They were no better than General Trujillo
and Porfirio Rubirosa. I fucked Barbara Hutton.
I don't like officers.