When I was in high school I read From Here To Eternity.
It must have been pretty good, because Hemingway said James Jones
should "suck the pus out of a dead nigger's ear." He was always competitive.
Writers are a nasty lot. Envious and insecure. They're always looking back,
to see if anyone is gaining on them. Someone always is. Like Robert Redford
in Downhill Racer. Who said he should go skiing in Austria?
Who said he should buy a Burberry at Abercrombie and Fitch?
Lillian Ross got his number. A fat tub of shit
who thought other drunks were rummies.
And he wasn't.