Category Archives: Satire

Brave New World

Posted on May 11, 2023 by James Steerforth

What, you don’t believe me? These two are real-life lovers! They met in the waiting room of the cosmetic surgeon who was to blow up their lips, were approached right there by a model scout specializing in surgically enhanced prototypes … Continue reading →

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Putanin’s 365th dream

Posted on February 24, 2023 by James Steerforth

Another weird dream. They are meaningless, of course, but they linger somehow. In the dream, I was asleep and woke up some time around 3 or 4 o’clock because I’d become aware of something going on outside. I got out … Continue reading →

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Putanin’s 351st dream

Posted on February 10, 2023 by James Steerforth

Last night I dreamed that I woke up from the immense pain inflicted on me by a thousand silvery needles piercing my skin all at once, as in a concerted, sadistic acupuncture treatment. To make things worse, this was accompanied … Continue reading →

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Complaint of Vilemir Putanin, seasoned dictator and cleptocrat

Posted on March 2, 2022 by James Steerforth

(excepts from His diary) … I have sacrificed myself for my country to restore its former glory, and yet what do I get? Jokers gathering in the capital to protest, no doubt riled up by the criminal thugs I put … Continue reading →

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Striptease

Posted on March 25, 2019 by James Steerforth

I swear to God I didn’t want to go. My mother told me that those things are sinful and play on the desires of the flesh. I really didn’t want to go. But the guys in my department said don’t … Continue reading →

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For hire

Posted on March 31, 2018 by James Steerforth

You see, my immense success is all due to that watch – it all started with that watch, which projects just the right image of wealth and manliness. And now I’m the owner of a nice red car, a monkey … Continue reading →

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Happy ending

Posted on December 9, 2017 by James Steerforth

That’s what YOU call a happy ending: you plundered our joint bank account, maxed out our credit cards and ran off with the Austrian masseur who looks like Arnold reborn and is twenty-eight years younger than you. While I’m home … Continue reading →

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From the memoirs of an addict

Posted on September 11, 2016 by James Steerforth

… so I found myself taking trains, hopping on buses, taking my car through streets where I knew I’d get stuck in jams to have that extra time I needed for smartphone activity that I could not justify otherwise. – … Continue reading →

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Nostalgia

Posted on December 12, 2015 by James Steerforth

Life was so resonant in the Obituary Age at Mount Placid… – James Steerforth (© 2015) Three words – obituary, placid, resonant – from 3WW integrated in a piece of nostalgia that is as fake as nostalgia usually is and … Continue reading →

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And still bouncing …

Posted on September 2, 2015 by James Steerforth

Marie-Claire found the bouncing of Monsieur La Clampe on the elastic deeply amusing. The most satisfactory part of it was that it looked like there would be no end to it – the amplitude of the up-and-down movement did not … Continue reading →

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Circles are round

Posted on May 29, 2015 by James Steerforth

“But I said that first!” “Yes, possibly. I don’t recall.” “You damn well know it’s the truth.” “Possibly. But that doesn’t change the fact that it made me famous, not you, and that I’ll always be remembered for saying it.” … Continue reading →

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There they were, sincere businessmen

Posted on March 17, 2015 by James Steerforth

There they were, sincere businessmen, these uncles of mine, sitting around a table in that yellowed 1950s-style office, smoking their cigars and making decisions about me. “He does an OK job,” Otto said. “Usually,” Ernest qualified. “But his tools are … Continue reading →

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Slighted again by fate

Posted on February 25, 2015 by James Steerforth

From the diary of a ducktail pincher Found the bags under my eyes enlarged when looking in the mirror while brushing teeth at around 7 a.m. Went back to bed after some hesitation and slept two more hours. The Italian … Continue reading →

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Were you in …?

Posted on October 25, 2014 by James Steerforth

Aileen: Were you here in Hiroshima? Louyguy: Of course I was. Aileen: Were you also in Nanking? Louyguy: Yes, I was there too. Many other places as well, all with photogenic names. Aileen: That’s right. How silly of me. Louyguy: … Continue reading →

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That trendy thing

Posted on May 12, 2014 by James Steerforth

(Why subliminal advertising works) Potential customer enters store. “I’d like ten Fruit candies, please.” Store owner rummages. “Here you go!” “These are not Fruit candies.” “Oh yes, they are: red cherry, dark cherry, frutti di bosco, lemon, lime, pineapple, etc. … Continue reading →

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