"Are you still writing, Barney?
"Hell, I write all the time."
"Don't your fans interrupt your work?"
"Oh hell, sometimes the women find me but they don't stay long."
"Are your books selling?"
"I get royalty checks."
"What is your advice to young writers?"
"Drink, fuck and smoke plenty of cigarettes."
"What is your advice to older writers?"
"If you're still alive, you don't need any advice."
"What is the impulse that makes you create a poem?"
"What makes you take a shit?"
"What do you think of Reagan and unemployment?"
"I don't think of Reagan or unemployment. It all bores me. Like space flights and the Super Bowl."
"What are your concerns then?"
"Modern women."
"Modern women?"
"They don't know how to dress. Their shoes are dreadful."
"What do you think of Women's Liberation?"
"Any time they're willing to work the car washes, get behind the plow, chase down the two guys who just held up the liquor store, or clean up the sewers, anytime they're ready to get their tits shot off in the army, I'm ready to stay home and wash the dishes and get bored picking lint off the rug."
"But Isn't there some logic on their demands?"
"Of course."
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