PEN American Center, supposed charity, hands tax-sheltered financial grants to successful authors like Philip Roth, and blows millions on swanky readings and galas, partying like there's no tomorrow.
Meanwhile writers, supposed societal watchdogs, have nothing to say. Newspapers, magazines, and reporters devoted to the literary art have conducted no investigations. On the watchdog front, all is silent. Are they complicit in the do-nothing, see-no-evil conspiracy?
In New York City, capital of literary corruption, are rumored to be several million "progressives," yet this blog scans the scene and can find nobody. The streets of Manhattan and trendy parts of Brooklyn are empty.
A visit to the local bistro. Laptops vanish as we step inside. "Writers? Progressives?" the proprietor answers with some hesitation. "I haven't seen any!" (Yuppies in berets scatter out a back door.) Even the many Starbucks, one on every corner, are empty. A barista: "I've seen nothing. Nothing!"
Millions of progressives, many of them writers, yet not a one in sight. As we conclude this report we can only ask,
"Where are the progressives?"
"Where are the writers?"
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