Multiple award-winning novelist Christine Morgan has just reviewed my latest nonfiction book, HOLLYWOOD HAUNTS THE WORLD: AN INVESTIGATION INTO THE CINEMA OF OCCULTED TABOOS. Here's a brief excerpt: The dedication, effort, and sheer time it must have taken in order to put this book together, I can only hazard a guess. Yet Guffey, who’s proven himself time and again a master of whatever aspect of the craft he happens to be tackling at the time, makes it look easy [...]. Entire college courses could — and SHOULD — be built around this book. Outstanding!
I'd like to formally establish this mutual appreciation society by once again recommending Christine Morgan's ichthyophiliac masterpiece, NYMPHO SHARK FUCK FRENZY (an epic novel of Extreme Horror, Aquatic Erotica, and General High Strangeness written in collaboration with Susan Snyder), which took home the Wonderland Award for Best Novel at BizarroCon 2025. Please consider buying the book directly from the publisher, Madness Heart Press!
From Marc Sternfield's 6-5-26 KTLA news report entitled "Mysterious Urban Warfare Drills Rattle L.A. Area Residents":
An abandoned Long Beach hotel was the site of a dramatic U.S. military raid early Friday, part of a series of urban warfare exercises across the Los Angeles area this week.
The training took place at the Golden [Sails] Hotel on Pacific Coast Highway near Deer Drive shortly after midnight.
Multiple military helicopters were seen circling the building before dropping troops onto the roof. Troops deployed flash-bangs and went door to door inside the old hotel, using simulated gunfire.
Long Beach police officers provided traffic control and briefly closed Pacific Coast Highway in both directions.
Similar training exercises have taken place in other L.A. metro cities in recent days, frustrating some local residents [...].
The U.S. military has not offered an explanation for the timing of the exercises.
Military Conducts Overnight Training at Long Beach Hotel:
Pay special attention to the news report below. The nonchalant reaction to this militaristic activity on the part of some of the passersby is quite revealing. Is this what happens when the idea of paternal martial law becomes romanticized in mass consciousness via asymmetric warfare and psychological operations? Hmmm... could be...
U.S. Military Training Exercises in SoCal Surprise Residents:
This past weekend I attended the final day of FEARLESS DEPICTIONS, the latest exhibit of the legendary pop-surrealist painter, Robert Williams. If you're not familiar with his masterful work, I highly recommend checking out such art books as VISUAL ADDICTION, HYSTERIA IN REMISSION, and THROUGH PREHENSILE EYES as soon as possible. Though the FEARLESS DEPICTIONS showcase has now reached its conclusion, you can still see a little of what you missed by visiting the Exhibitions Page of the Long Beach Museum of Art.
I also suggest checking out Liz Goldner's 3-14-26 write-up of the show on her Substack page.
Not long ago, I was honored to receive a laudatory blurb from Williams for my 2023 novel, DEAD MONKEY RUM, a Tiki-themed mixture of urban fantasy and Los Angeles noirthat centered around the eccentric cryptozoological theories of Williams' late mentor, Stanislaw Szukalski (the subject of Irek Dobrowolski's 2018 Netflix documentary, STRUGGLE: THE LIFE AND LOST ART OF SZUKALSKI). This is how Williams described DEAD MONKEY RUM:
"Robert Guffey's
fantastic novel, DEAD MONKEY RUM, will at least bring your brain out of a
coma, if not get your imagination off the couch. This is a thinly
masked tribute/adventure to the late Stanislaw Szukalski and his
boundless imagination. This book is a mental gymnasium."
--ROBERT WILLIAMS
Alas, DEAD MONKEY RUM is now out of print, but I hope to see the novel made available again very soon. (FYI: My friend Damien, the subject of my third book, CHAMELEO, insists that DEAD MONKEY RUM is his favorite of all my books!) For the time being, you can still find used copies of DEAD MONKEY RUM floating around in the wild...
Having only spoken to Williams over the phone before this point, it was a pleasure to finally meet him in person and chat with him about the genesis of some of his most visually stunning works. Here are just a few favorite photographs taken while wandering around this mind-blowing exhibit...
At the end of the day, I was happy to walk away with a signed copy of INK, BLOOD AND LINSEED OIL, a comprehensive collection of 66 essays written by Robert Williams over the course of 22 years. Hardcover copies are still available from the publisher, Last Gasp. Check it out!
Robert Williams Mr. Bitchin' | Official Trailer | Cinema Libre Studio:
"Something dead in the street commands more measured units of visual investigation than 100 Mona Lisas! It isn’t what you like, it’s what the fuck you want to see! Art is not the slave of decoration. Hail the voyeur, the only honest connoisseur!!!"
Mae Brussell (1922-1988), also known as "the Queen of Conspiracies," would have been 104 years old today.
Take some time to learn about a small fraction of Mae Brussell's considerable accomplishments by clicking HERE.
Buy a copy of THE ESSENTIAL MAE BRUSSELL (2014) by clicking HERE.
And avail yourself of Brussell's groundbreaking articles right HERE.
Recommended Listening: Given the delirious fact that the topic of missing and dead scientists is now in the news again, perhaps this would be an appropriate day to revisit Mae Brussell's analysis of Leslie Watkins, David Ambrose, and Christopher Miles' chimerical 1978 book, ALTERNATIVE 3. Fifteen years after ALTERNATIVE 3's debut, the late Jim Keith contributed to this ongoing parapolitical saga with the publication of his 1994 book, CASEBOOK ON ALTERNATIVE 3 (later republished under the more generic sounding title, MIND CONTROL AND UFOS).
You can find both of Brussell's Alternative 3 episodes directly below...
#380 03.16.79 Mae Brussell:
#381 03.23.79 Mae Brussell:
"There's no news service in the world that makes the connections between the events they're describing... and the past."
My friend and colleague, Stephen Cooper, recently published his debut collection of short stories, RIVER OF ANGELS (What Books, 2025). An examination of both the landscape and mindscape of Southern California, this collection delivers subtle, quotidian surprises on nearly every page. Since Cooper's first book was a biography of John Fante, it's not unexpected to see Fante's shadow haunting the outermost edges of these stories. Other important influences pervade RIVER OF ANGEL'S arid landscapes as well. Andrew Tonkovich, editor of SANTA MONICA REVIEW, identifies several of them in his perceptive cover blurb: Isaac Babel, Raymond Carver, Anton Chekhov, and Flannery O'Connor.
Upon reaching the conclusion of the collection's fourth story, "The Lash of Saint Francis," I couldn't help but think about the under-acknowledged Scottish writer, George Mackay Brown (whose work influenced the music of Peter Maxwell Davies). I first discovered Brown's fiction as a teenager when I read his 1969 collection, A TIME TO KEEP, and unexpectedly found myself swept away to a distant, cold, isolated world populated by the fishermen and farmers of the Orkney Islands. The stories possessed an ineffable quality that appealed to me for reasons I couldn't quite nail down (perhaps it was my Scottish roots calling out to some hidden part of my brain). Brown often wrote about the trials and travails of conflicted Catholics and did so with simple, straight-forward, unadorned prose. For that reason, I detected Brown's spirit haunting the very edges of "The Lash of Saint Francis," a quiet tale about a fourth grade Catholic school teacher named Theresa Landry whose mounting mental crisis is juxtaposed effectively against the absurd and gaudy backdrop of a cheap carnival that has set up shop in the school's parking lot. In Cooper's stories, the characters are entwined so intimately with their environment that they almost become one and the same, as in this passage from "The Lash of St. Francis":
"The first drop of rain fell on the corner of Theresa's mouth. She licked her lip tasting what it must taste like to lick the newest street in Los Angeles, tarry and granular and unnamed. And then, trembling up from under her, the thunder.
"The downpour came fast and pounding. People were covering themselves, running, splashing through puddles. Theresa walked on, soaking through. Soon all the exposed rides had stopped turning, the whirling caged things, the infernal Ferris wheel. The carnival was almost deserted and still Theresa walked, through swirling veils of rain..."
She is compelled to take a ridein the Cyclo-Rama-Clone, a "small hangar-like enclosure" that reminds Theresa of "an ancient cistern," which only heightens her anxiety. The increasing claustrophobia of this scene fuels the story's climax, a psychological apotheosis for our disorientated grade-school instructor.
Cooper's characters sometimes find themselves both mentally and physically alienated from the rest of society. In "River of Angels," the adrenaline-fueled relationship of two reckless artist-lovers comes to an explosive conclusion "in the shadow of a vaulted overpass" populated by the urban strays of Los Angeles: coyotes, cats, dogs, possums, and even fellow human beings.
In "Terminal Island," the narrator learns bittersweet truths about his past--as well as his inevitable future--from an old wartime bunker cut off from the rest of the world just beneath the idyllic, oceanview landscape of the Palos Verdes Hills.
If you want to hear Cooper talking about these stories and more, I recommend listening to his recent two-part BIBLIOCRACY radio interview. Just click HERE and then scroll down to the 1-14-26 and 1-21-26 episodes.
Directly below you will find a link to Cooper'sreading at the legendary Beyond Baroque bookstore in Venice, CA from the night of November 21, 2025:
An Evening with What Books Press & Giant Claw:
And if all that isn't enough for you, Cooper recently published a brand new essay about the work of John Fante ("John Fante, Unwritten") in the most recent edition of the SANTA MONICA REVIEW...
In this Golden Age of AI-generated eye vomit, I highly suggest acquiring an unshakeable addiction to outmoded forms of physical media as soon as possible. To that end, why not start with honoring what would have been Harlan Ellison's 92nd birthday by picking up these rapidly vanishing spoken word CDs (ON THE ROAD WITH ELLISON VOLUMES 1-8), which are still available for purchase from Deep Shag Records? Particularly illuminating is Harlan's anecdote on Volume 5 about watching Robert Zimmerman get his ass handed to him in a New York dive bar in the early 1960s. If you want a sneak preview of what you will find on these discs, click HERE for Harlan's classic gopher story.
Click HERE to order the CDs directly from Deep Shag Records.
Needless to say, you should also go out of your way to pick up a copy of HARLAN ELLISON'S GREATEST HITS, the second volume of which is forthcoming (or so I hear).
Rep. Thomas Massie has claimed that Melania Trump “knows” Jeffrey Epstein wasn’t running his child sex abuse ring alone.
Massie, 55, appeared on NBC’s Meet the Press on Sunday and confirmed that he personally planned to reveal more names from the Epstein files after a lack of clear action from the acting attorney general.
“Todd Blanche is violating the law. There’s still millions of files they haven’t released,” he said.
“We know from talking to the victims’ lawyers that their own 302 forms haven’t been released. We know the files have been over-redacted. I have released at least three names of billionaires who are implicated in this.”
The Republican, who lost his House primary last week, added, “I don’t think it’s possible to get to convictions with Todd Blanche at the top and with the FBI director, Kash Patel, at the top, because they have effectively both perjured themselves by saying there’s nobody else in the files.”
He then claimed of Donald Trump’s wife, “Even Melania doesn’t believe that. The first lady knows that Jeffrey Epstein didn’t act alone” [...].
The Trump critic has vowed to spend his final seven months in office continuing to push for transparency, having joined Ro Khanna in naming billionaire Leon Black, banker Jes Staley, and businessman Leslie Wexner as three names originally redacted in the files—along with six others they described as “likely implicated” in Epstein’s orbit.
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