The title Death in the Ring should not be taken literally. Most boxers don’t die during fights. They survive their careers of violence but are too often left brain damaged and vulnerable to many other maladies, medical and psychological. Nevertheless, I haven’t written an indictment of boxing. It is, rather, a celebration of the brave and talented men who in epic confrontations stir the souls of millions and thus persuade them to ignore the tragedies and premature deaths that await those who fight in the ring.
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.
Hitler Here is a well researched and lyrically written biographical novel offering first-person stories by the Fuehrer and a variety of other characters. This intimate approach invites the reader to peer into Hitler’s mind, talk to Eva Braun, joust with Goering, Goebbels, and Himmler, debate with the generals, fight on land and at sea and in the air, and huddle in the death camps as, everywhere, civilization is consumed.
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.
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As a psychiatrist, a man of medicine and healing, I am both legally and emotionally required to guard the privacy of my patients, and am not ignoring sacred duty here by discussing my long-term treatment of Dan Gilbert, founder of giant mortgage lenders, builder of businesses and employer of thousands in downtown Detroit, and, most […]
In elementary school Carlo’s classmates, first male then female, called him banana-nose, which in high school became elephant-nose. Even allowing for Southern California fixation on cosmetic perfection, must be acknowledged Carlo had exceptionally large nose. We don’t know how personality would’ve developed without malady but can surmise, had he resembled older brother Luigi, blessed with […]
Howls in the sporting world have resumed as they always must since those making the disgusting noises cannot do much else. I am primarily referring to white sportswriters and talk radio grunts, a snaky and jealous lot, who have recently called Tiger Woods scum and a bum because he enjoys sleeping with attractive young women. […]
A movie of rehearsals in a big empty room can’t excite like concerts alive with screaming fans, but I still hope you enjoy This Is It because that’s what it is. My dancers show why when we first gather in March. Hundreds have come from all over the world to compete in rigorous auditions from […]
In the beginning the boy was wholesome and cute and sang like an angel and dazzled as a dancer. His early musical success transcended that of most adult stars, and as a young man he generated the light of a supernova. None of that, we must periodically remind ourselves, is helpful in shaping a tranquil […]