Bastard · 20 April 2001
Have I mentioned how good Paul Maliszewski is? How totally fucking good? In addition to sparkling fiction (‘There’s a hostile thing inside her and I’d like to pave its hostile way to Hell’) and humourous filler, he wrote a stunning quartet of letters [ 1 · 2 · 3 · 4 ] for the dear departed Open Letters. But the thing I admire most is I, Faker in The Baffler, a chronicle of poised prankery. You must read Don’t Be a Weak Manager. You must read it now.
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