In this collection of thirty-eight chiseled short stories, George Thomas Clark introduces readers to actors, alcoholics, addicts, writers famous and unknown, a general, a lovelorn farmer, a family besieged by cancer, extraterrestrials threatening the world, a couple time traveling back to a critical battle, a deranged husband chasing his wife, and many more memorable people and events.
In compressed language George Thomas Clark presents Snapshots of Distressing Events. A distraught man confronts noisy neighbors, one couple is enveloped by infidelity, another’s destroyed by violence, drinkers and drug users have some fun but more trouble, people stumble in matters of money, medical destiny is determined by mishaps, malice, and chance, members of the media send strange messages, mass murderers and gun lovers disrupt society, those seeking liberation in religion are sometimes imprisoned, and from World War II to the present powerful people blunder.
Boxing is practiced by abnormally tough and determined men compelled to risk their health for a long chance at fleeting glory. In Uppercuts, George Foreman young and old knocks out almost everyone. Joe Frazier mauls Muhammad Ali, Ali destroys Frazier, and boxing ruins both. Jerry Quarry tells about his decline and that of his brother. Hector Camacho recalls the fire in his head. Emanuel Steward, Oscar Bonavena, Alexis Arguello, Archie Moore, Roberto Duran, Jack Johnson, Manny Pacquiao, Oscar de la Hoya, and other also lace on their gloves.
Joseph McCarthy says he’s a tough and dedicated guy in the boxing ring and U.S. Senate. Richard Nixon denies he’s an awkward, resentful, and paranoid president. Fidel Castro asserts he’s an appealing and inevitable historical character while embracing megalomania. And all three frigid warriors tell their stories as they fight again.
Category Archives: World War II
Be assured: if I, instead of slumbering Stalin, had been running Russia in 1941, the Germans wouldn’t have attacked and mauled us because I would’ve already smashed them. I understand what’s necessary. We must keep enemies away from our frontiers. The United States and its European mercenaries will not be allowed to surround us with […]
It was only a teaser, that’s all it was, the video and article on a boxing website about actor Rip Torn hammering would-be thespian Norman Mailer on his crown and thereafter grappling with the bloodied writer as the latter’s wife cursed Torn and his children cried to cease hostilities. The august site of online pugilistic […]
I’m planning to be doctor but after Great War wounds, needing to laugh, I bound onto cabaret stages of Berlin and tell funny stories and sing and in short time people line up to cheer. While Germany and much of world plummet into economic mire I rejoice in every performance, live in elegant apartment, and […]
Bombs, bullets, bayonets, and insanity dominate island Okinawa in spring 1945 as American soldiers kill hundred thousand Japanese soldiers who kill and wound sixty-five thousand Americans, and both slaughter thousands of natives. Someone shoots Shorty Belton in leg. He’s lucky, surviving in relative good health, and returns to Spokane where he marries, raises family, works […]
I study painting like young Fuehrer but as he did abandon studio to protect Fatherland. Stalin’s hordes are occupying other half of Poland in 1939 when someone shoots me in chest. Go home, superiors say. No, I can still serve. They agree and I soon earn introduction to Fuehrer who speaks politely and allows me […]
On massive foundation in Budapest park great Hungarian patriots erected me twenty-five feet high in bronze to celebrate seventieth birthday and thank for destroying Nazis. Only few years after I departed imperialists threw steel ropes around neck, burned legs with blow torches, and pulled body down to desecrate face beneath empty boots.
MY GUEST By Benito Mussolini I did not want to. It was a nauseating notion, me hosting this political charlatan as if he were my equal. I really had to, though. I was determined to do a lot and had to make sure the Huns did not concern me. Hitler certainly needed me more. Russia […]
PRAGUE SYMPHONY By Reinhard Heydrich What a great concert last night. I can hear the music so well. I feel it. I can always feel the music. It is forever within me. I really must play more often. Time is so short. Today I can only imagine as I roll toward the airport in back […]
I’m doing pretty well for old man. Twenty years ago I retired from gardening at seventy-five. I was in twenties when Pearl Harbor hit and things got bad in California for people like me. I was born here, you know. That didn’t matter. They sent wife, three kids, and me to internment camp up north […]
What wonderful idea is Berlin Jewish Cultural League that comfortably immerses in arts we hundred seventy-five thousand Jewish Berliners who shall relax until Nazism disappears which will surely be soon. In meantime we have music and other outlets here and around Germany. It’s unfortunate but tolerable only Jews perform in orchestra and only Jews attend […]
JUSTICE RIGHT AND LEFT By Walther Rathenau I was thoroughly aggrieved by the tragedy and sheer idiocy that everywhere enveloped the country. The German mark continued to plummet, along with our national wealth, and we were ever saddled with the quite unfair and unrealistic Versailles reparations assessed us not on the basis of sound international […]
A travel newsletter I subscribed to occasionally offered stories by a guy named Winton Churchill. Oh, a wise guy, I concluded. Despite groaning about his humor, and perhaps his stability, I did conclude Churchill knew plenty about computers. He’d worked for Apple, knew Steve Jobs, toiled for other Silicon Valley concerns, some of which flamed […]
THUGS By Otto Ballerstedt The mouth of Adolf Hitler always twisted when my name, Otto Ballerstedt, was mentioned. Numerous people told me so, and I knew anyway since Hitler had occasionally tried to interrupt me at some of my Bavarian League meetings as well as at general political rallies. One time he ended an outburst […]
On a sultry afternoon first summer of the Twentieth Century in Florence, South Carolina, Alice Johnson is cleaning house for an affluent white man who tells his wife and two kids go on over to her sister’s for awhile. Minutes later he appears behind Alice and says, “No more cleanin today,” grabs shoulders to turn […]
At Nuremberg I didn’t deny but confessed, I didn’t attack but apologized, and my responsible embrace spared me gallows many said I deserved instead of twenty years in Spandau Prison, desert of remorse and reflection. I wasn’t intentionally bad young man. I simply grasped opportunity to stage grand party rallies at symbolic Nuremberg and become […]
“Security, stop that man,” I shouted at startled employees assigned to guard the distinguished collection of paintings by surrealist women currently living at Los Angeles County Museum of Art. They groped at an athletic young man sprinting by and, along with me, chased him as he ran directly to “Birthday,” a self-portrait by Dorothea Tanning. […]
identification card proves ivan demjanjuk guarded jews at sobibor death camp demjanjuk insists had to or die only handful of two hundred fifty thousand jews survived and no aged survivor remembers so ivan demjanjuk though convicted as accessory in murder of twenty-eight thousand was released to german nursing home pending appeal at least he’ll never […]
on massive foundation in budapest park great hungarian patriots erected me twenty-five feet high in bronze to celebrate seventieth birthday and thank for destroying nazis in few years without me imperialists threw steel ropes around neck burned legs with blow torches and pulled body down to desecrate face beneath empty boots To see the “Empty […]
doing pretty well for old man twenty years ago i retired as gardener at seventy-five i was in twenties when pearl harbor hit and things got bad in california for people like me i was born here you know that didn’t matter they sent my wife three kids and me to internment camp and made […]
I’m amazed people in trenches reported I was calm before battle, seated by myself sketching images and impressions of the Great War, and then roused on command to fire my machinegun and slaughter scores or more of the enemy until hostilities waned and I quietly sat back down and relaxed as I resumed sketching. I […]
On the final afternoon of the San Francisco Jewish Film Festival, before a near capacity audience in the large theater, Adolf Eichmann – looking typically banal, bespectacled, and grim – was wheeled in a glass cage onto a stage in front of the screen after completion of “Eichmann’s End: Love, Betrayal, Death,” and he demanded: […]
(On June 22, 1941 Germany invaded the Soviet Union, unleashing the bloodiest confrontations in history.) Please click here to read an excerpt from “Hitler Here.”
I had secretly taken an earlier flight to elude the media and (I later learned) several dozen readers who, by the standards of literary greetings at airports, constituted a throng. I wasn’t being rude. I was terrified. I couldn’t allow them to see me stagger out after one of those hemmed-in, gut-busting, ear-popping, time-altering twelve-hour […]
I am General MacArthur. This is my book. This is my destiny. I am born in the barracks at the sound of reveille, and I am bred to lead intrepid men in great wars. My father is exceptionally handsome and brilliant, through less so than I, and rises to be one of the highest ranking […]
May 1942 is an extraordinary time. In the East, ideally situated after our invasion last year devoured thousands of square miles of the Soviet Union and enabled us to kill and capture several million enemy soldiers, we are resuming offensives and will soon surely have the Russian colossus on its knees. In North Africa General […]
I bumbled by that smoking, manure-laden vehicle that didn’t explode in New York City last week and felt foolish I wasn’t the one who detected it and that I should have since I’ve spent my career analyzing wars but concede I’m only a historian, hiding in academia, who would’ve cringed at the sound of real […]
Forgive anger for I have been abused. Though millions suffered more than I, we all ended alike, so I speak with humility and wouldn’t at all if not for most recent outrage which shall address in moment. First, I acknowledge years of good fortune. I was raised in affluent household of physician and charming and […]
Adolf Hitler – Welcome to the Berghof, President Ahmadinejad. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad – Thank you, Mein Fuehrer. AH – You’ve been in the news recently, far more than I. MA – I’m presently much more active. AH – Granted, but from 1933-1945 I generated greater fear and respect, and wielded infinitely more power, than the esteemed […]
How pleased I recently was to receive an email with the subject “Screenplay” and addressed to “Illustrious Sir”. The correspondent introduced himself with news he’d been reading my biographical novel Hitler Here and thought it was “great” and “what an ordeal (I) must have gone through to produce it.” Since the book took twenty years […]
During the Los Angeles Book Fair at UCLA in late April, sun-splattered readers roamed by the thousands, and scores stopped by Tent 106 to talk to three other authors and me about our books. Mine is called Hitler Here. It’s a biographical novel, and the cover bears a menacing, pencil portrait of the man in […]
“Did you know they’ve been laughing about Hitler in Germany?” asked the publicist. “Now?” I responded. “No, I didn’t. They ribbed him quite a bit until he took power in 1933, and they still did once in a while later in the 30’s. But they had to be careful.” “This is different. They’ve made a […]
This mission is going to be difficult and dangerous in the extreme, and only a resourceful person will have even a grim chance to complete the imperative task – save Sophie Scholl in 1943 Nazi Germany. We are tired of receiving applicants to save Julia Jentsch, star of the new movie “Sophie Scholl: The Last […]
Sixty years ago tomorrow gasoline fumes jolted Adolf Hitler and his new bride Eva as they exited their suite to walk a solemn line. Staff members shook hands with the mentally and physically shattered Fuehrer who was unable to speak. Eva took each man’s hand and hugged the women, urging one to try to get […]
A few days ago I received several e-mails from a group that says it didn’t happen. To the RePorter NoteBook: Your insinuations and assertions that the Holocaust never happened are preposterous and insulting, and your general explanation of how the ruse was pulled off is pitiful: Americans in the conquered West and Russians in the occupied East lied about the […]