Installment 9 of the Journal of Manny Face I write this as I watch the night cover Kyiv in snow. Know what I mean? I’m home now, here, now, again;…

Not an official M.F. Journal Installment Heinrich and Boris I believe their names were. “What the fuck do you two clowns want?” I sure as hell wasn’t giving them any…

Welsh Losser’s Venus Baby Adopted This is me, John Smith, and I’m writing this review for The Hunched Cornish – the giant freak with terrifying looks who sometimes lunches and…

But what of Bret Boner? “So, there you are, another day older. It doesn’t matter what you do to make yourself younger. You’re still going to die.” Josh Davies is…

PERSONAE NON GRATAE: Welsh Losser, a failed opportunist in the PR and self-promotion sector, recently humpbacked, with delusions of being a writer (WL) Heinrich, Devil 1, looks like a hyena…

Then goes to Sweaty’s Place to get drunk “So we issue these bonds, see?!” “Bonds???” Sitting in his chief editor’s chair, Bret Boner has been staring ahead, ostensibly at his…

“Power is being able to ruin people, to ruin their careers and their reputations and their personal relationships” – Robert Caro, from “The Power Broker, Robert Moses and the Fall…

The Carnage Begins “I canna believe,” The incensed Highlander Slob is saying to a mortified Sweaty, “that you dunna do nothin’ ta that li’l squeakin’ oopstartin’ runt.” Sweaty’s scarecrow eyes…

A brief interlude ahead of Part 3 Peering through the blur of mayhem accelerating its rings around and around the inside of Sweaty’s Place, Andrew Plumb now notices a figure…

No comment The door out of Sweaty’s Place will not open, even though it has not been locked. The pandemonium has been reduced to one man chasing 15 with a…