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Novelist. Publisher. Journalist. Closet Philosopher. Old School Jazz/Rock Funkster. Heading off extinction, one screed at a time. https://biffogram.substack.com/
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This fine piece triggered me to buy “The Wayback Machine” as a Father’s Day present to myself. As a misanthrope who uncharitably dismisses the work of most “writers” I’m looking forward to proving to myself that not everything produced in these hellish times has to suck. substack.com/@waybackmach...

If anyone who ever lived on this godforsaken planet has a sliver of a chance at some sort of immortality, one of them has to be Sly Stone. on.soundcloud.com/70LtqAqS6MH5...

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Something to chew on, care of the great expat iconoclast, CJ Hopkins. biffogram.substack.com/p/the-eve-of...

I’m writing a time-traveling back-and-forth “humorous” philosophical memoir, my first stab at book-length non-fiction. It’s a series of stand-alone essays. Here’s the one I finished today, still half drugged from a biopsy yesterday: biffogram.substack.com/p/death-take...

The very last chapter of “Wasted: A Story of Love Gone Toxic” is now live on Substack. Includes a heartfelt author’s note, so don’t miss it! biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s... 891

The second-to-last chapter, when all hell breaks loose. No one really wins, just like in real life. biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

This is the part you were warned about. The protagonist pulls a Luigi Mangione stunt on steroids, holding a banquet full of crony capitalists, mobsters and corrupt politicians hostage, saving the author from ever considering doing the same. biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

A gift from a brilliant English anarchist. Thank you, Paul. substack.com/@paulcudenec...

I’m funny how? I mean funny like I’m a clown? I amuse you? biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

What a strange, bizarro world. Everything you can possibly imagine, actually exists. I’m going to go watch “Brazil” again. This time as a documentary. substack.com/@yasha/note/...

Hey, I wonder what’s going on down at the airport? biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

I STAND WITH NO POLITICIAN, NATION, MOVEMENT OR GOVERNMENT ANYWHERE. Sorry. Too busy helping people and dicing with entropy and DEATH. biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-101 biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-10... biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-10...

“Of course by now Rocco is a dead river rat and Lindros has compromised his testimony by co-murdering his mistress and shooting his chin off. This put a big hole in our case, which was why Costello got off so easy.” biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

Into the belly of the beast: biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

This here is a pivotal chapter, based on investigations that actually occurred. Enjoy! biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

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I didn’t want to be right. Still don’t. biffogram.substack.com/p/throwback-...

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For those of you who have trouble these days reading an actual book, “Wasted: A Story of Love Gone Toxic” is being slowly released, chapter by chapter, on Substack, for FREE. You can even click “play” and an AI dude will stumble through a reading of each chapter for you.

Wasted, chapter 3. The research for this section was done live, in person in the Wall Street area of lower Manhattan from September 13-15, 2001, traveling by bicycle and avoiding National Guard patrols and checkpoints. biffogram.substack.com/p/wasted-a-s...

My friend Paul thinks he’s running for president in 2028. He’s nuts, but I still want to help him out. biffogram.substack.com/p/project-2029

So much doom to consider. So little time. It’s a pretty nice day, so I’m taking a break. on.soundcloud.com/2P35hAxWG8DF...

It’s nice to know somebody still wants to read transgressive literature written in an irreverent masculine voice. Too bad for me most of those potential readers are half-blind male writers trying to sell their own books on Substack. Whatever. Here’s my pitch: biffogram.substack.com/p/conspiracy...

We’re all going to die. How does one face that fact and all that it entails, without going nuts? Somewhere in this philosophical tract may lie the answer you’ve been looking for. If not, at least you might get a few laughs in before kicking the bucket. #death biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-10...

We’re all going to die. How does one face that fact and all that it entails, without going nuts? Somewhere in this philosophical tract may lie the answer you’ve been looking for. If not, at least you might get a few laughs in before kicking the bucket. biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-10...

Apparently I’m an anarchist at heart. But I don’t recommend it for anybody else, nor do I imagine looking around for other dumb anarchists to plot shenanigans with is a good idea. I’m no lone wolf either. I’m a lone sea otter. biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-101

So far, Bluesky has been completely useless. I can’t find anyone at all, much less build an audience for anything apolitical. Congratulations on one full year reinventing a broken wheel.

Anarchy 102. My long-ago introduction into the weirdness that is Florida. biffogram.substack.com/p/anarchy-10...

Half the American electorate is celebrating this week and I feel left out, goddammit. To celebrate our newfound freedom under the Trump Golden Era to do and say whatever the fuck we want, here’s an “X” rated song to usher in the good times! m.soundcloud.com/biff-thuring...

Here’s MY manifesto, in case I’m found “dead suddenly”: Sorry. I’m not going down any of these fucking wormholes with you people, or climbing on any rickety, half-baked bandwagon. Life’s too short already, and getting exponentially shorter by the minute. Leave me the fuck alone. I’ve got shit to do.

For that quiet time between Xmas and New Year’s Eve biffthuringer.bandcamp.com/track/peace-...