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I Woke Up In Love
Looking For An Echo
I Could Love You (If You Let Me)
500 Miles Away From Home
Peace in the Valley
Old Black Magic
Under The Boardwalk
Return to Sender
Come On and Save Me
I Have But One Desire
Oh Heavenly Salvation
When Jesus Comes
The Meek Shall Inherit Nothing
Building a Home
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"Within its pages are
to be found a cast of characters who breathe and move with such passion that one
can only find comparisons in the writings of John Steinbeck."
---Gary L. Coffman,
Retired English teacher.
"I really enjoyed the Steinbeckian feel; sort of a
parallel to 'Cannery Row', the connection for me being the struggle of retaining one's
integrity as a victim of the mire our culture produces."
---John Kaufman, virologist, fish pathology, Oregon State
There was something oppressive, malignant in Charlie Bogle's idyllic world.
Something he did not understand. Something that left him feeling loathed,
exploited, worthless. Something that he was instructed to introduce as. . .his
mother. Well, at least there were the oaks. They were outside his window at night, and in the fields he walked
through on his way to school, in old tennis shoes with cardboard in the
soles. They were his pillars, his bulwark, his friends, his family, and it
crushed the boy when he finally had to leave them. “The Oaks” is the story of
Charlie's sad, crazy, hilarious and heroic struggle as he grows up in Beatles-echoing, 1960’s
California bedroom-community America. A miraculous, almost magical country town where lions roar like morning
roosters, rockets break the late night sky, and the gigantic summer days are
made of nothin'-to-do. Rense writes with grace and poignancy in this lyrical,
touching novel of triumph.
"One word: Fantabulous ! Thank you and just had to
get back to you... can't put it down. : ) "---John Melenko, CA.
"Don't take it the wrong way but LTSEWH is a great bathroom book."
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Are you irked, disturbed, deeply
dismayed, or even suicidally depressed by the behavior of your fellow human?
Feel alone? Feel alone no more. Rense understands. Every time he sets foot
outside the door, there is an endless parade of. . .less than satisfying
encounters with humanity. (And sometimes, even when he doesnt set foot
outside the door.)
LESS THAN SATISFYING
ENCOUNTERS WITH HUMANITY! THE DECLINE OF WESTERN
Nobody knows what they're
doing anymore, and what's more, they don't care! At last, for the first time, Rense's
long-running column is a fully illustrated book! You read it in the L.A.
Times, and for the past seven
years in The Rip Post. Now comes LTSEWH, the book! With absolutely
deranged illustrations. . .
it was the Starbucks guy who asked me if I wanted any water in my coffee.
Maybe it was the gorgeous mother who lifted her blouse in a Whole Foods
Market to allow her three-year-old to play squeezey-slappy with her opulent breasts.
Maybe it was the guy talking loudly about circumcision at the next table,
over spaghetti marinara. Maybe it was the caffeinated doofus who yelled,
"Daughters? Daughters are cool!" In the end, Rense was left with
no choice but to write about these. . .
YOU'VE READ LTSEWH COLUMNS IN THE L.A.
TIMES AND RIPRENSE.COM. . .NOW 230 PAGES OF 'EM. . .IN A BOOK. (You remember
what books are, don't you?)
"I thought I was alone. Thank God someone else has not
only noticed, but hilariously documented, the degradation of English wrought
by television and computer. Bless you, Mr. Rense." ---Laurie Dockett,
retired professor of English Literature.
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YOU'VE READ THE "LINGO CZAR"
COLUMNS IN THE L.A. TIMES AND RIPRENSE.COM. . .NOW 210 PAGES OF THE CZAR'S
RULINGS. . .IN A BOOK.
THE LINGO CZAR DICTIONARY! THE DECLINE OF WESTERN CIVILIZATION---
Measured by its language. . .
Here it is---210 acid-dripping pages exposing rigidly conformist slang, pin-headed outbursts,
'cool' patois, abominable cliches, infantile drivel, smug rejoinders,
mandatory peer-enforced buzzwords and idiot-speak that Americans are spewing
from their 500-word vocabularies as their knuckles hang ever closer to the
Rip Rense, who has lone access to the mysterious Lingo Czar, relays The
Czar's rulings with customary wit, insight, and mildly dyspeptic analysis.
REVERT BACK---Hey, it’s 10 a.m. in the morning!
Isn’t that a tiny little house? This spray kills bugs dead. What a very
unique watch! Oops, I’m reverting back to lingo childhood. When you revert,
you change back to some former condition. When you change back, you revert.
But you do not change back change back, or revert revert.
OUT OF PRINT. REVISED EDITION COMING
BEFORE THE END OF TIME
THE LAST BYLINE "One of Los Angeles's Top
40 works of fiction."
---California Writer. REVIEWS, SUMMARY, PREVIEW
NOTE: OUT OF PRINT. REVISED EDITION COMING Murder, maniac editors, union wars, drug overdoses, heart attacks,
even sex---they all figure into reporter Charles Bogle's life at the Los
Angeles Chronicle. Who killed Elmer Cruickshank, Ruler of the Cosmos? Who
keeps trying to kill Bogle? Who or what is killing the Chronicle, and
newspapers in general? Byline charts a calamitous year in reporter Bogle's
life---part Raymond Chandler and maybe part Bugs Bunny. The Chronicle is
co-star, a broke and broken-down paper where ghosts of damned reporters are trapped inside lobby
gargoyles, and mechanical typewriters, smoke, and swearing fill the city
room. Bogle treads a line between reluctance and valiance---when all he wants to do is write dog and cat stories. The reader
is taken on a grand tour of 1980 L.A., meeting the likes of Jumping Jimmy
the street saxophonist, rumpled old newsman sage, Shag Hanson, and The Back
Row. This rambunctious book is a grand
tale of what newspapers used to be, and will never be again.
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"Wow---terrific writing. Hell, I
liked it so much, I bought another copy!"
---P.J. Corkery, columnist,
SF Examiner (R.I.P.)
"The Last Byline is a work founded on the
changes in the media of America’s newspapers, but it is far more
than an examination of the promise and disappointment of the Fourth
Estate. Within its pages are to be found a cast of characters who
breathe and move with such passion that one can only find
comparisons in the writings of John Steinbeck."
---Gary L. Coffman
Retired English teacher.
"I really enjoyed the
Steinbeckian feel; sort of a parallel to 'Cannery Row', the
connection for me being the struggle of retaining one's integrity as
a victim of the mire our culture produces."
--John Kaufman, virologist, fish pathology,
Oregon State University.
"It's a gem!
You've totally captured the madness of a newsroom (at least a REAL
newsroom), and also have done a good job of eviscerating the new
corporate media approach to running a paper." ---Dave Lindorff, Counterpunch.org
"I have a hard
time putting it down when it's time to go to work."
---Tom Hanson, airline pilot.
journalist to another: an irresistible read!"
---Maralyn Lois Polak, columnist, "Left-Handed."
newspaper tale should have a sequel or film version." ---Sherman Plepler, music teacher.
"What kept me
reading was the novel's humanity."
---Scott Wannberg, poet.
"Maybe the last of
the real newspaper novels. The best I know of since William
Kennedy's 'The Ink Truck.'" ---Bernard Beck, copy chief, SF