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Contributors to this Issue.

This issue will be late due to circumstances entirely of our own making. We clicked on to the wrong thing; our computer icons are now on the right hand side of the page, laughing at us when we try to coax them to the bottom where they belong.

We are planning a burial at sea for our computer, if we do not throw it out the window first. Even so, we plan to press on and tell our readers a little something about the private lives of our contributors, which shouldn’t be hard, as they never shut up about themselves.

John Lamont Thurgood, late of Harvard, took his PHD in literature from Yale with his thesis: Moby Dick, Whale or Not? after watching the video version by John Huston. His current article “Tolstoy’s Little Girl Characters” follows on the heels of his “The Bronte Cousins: Men or Mice?”

Eliza Dart Hennings, our staff reporter, is fresh from the Continent (Australia) with an in depth look at world peace and the mating habits of mongoose.

Leonard Q. Waling is just down from Oxford with the latest news from Ole Miss about Faulkner’s Weirdo Characters Whom He Left Out of His Nobel Prize Speech.

Louisa Short Siddons has another of her series “Why Men Are No Damned Good”, which she is busy turning into a screenplay for the Lifetime network. Her devoted readers plan to watch the movie while sticking pins into male dolls.

Ezra Lysander Dudley has an exciting proposal for Peace in the Mideast, or Peace in Our Time, which he calls the Neville Chamberlain solution. (All the participants go to their respective corners and are sent notes to come out swinging their umbrellas.)

Pauline Simon, our celebrated film critic, will do another of those re-appraisals for which she is justly famous. In this case she turns her ever-fresh eye upon the work of Ed. Wood, whose cinematic mastery has been woefully neglected. She gives us the first close reading and textual analysis of the script Glen, or Glenda? This work has baffled film scholars for decades, as it was written on unnumbered napkins.

Arlington Tobias Clinker has written an outstanding account of his trip to Three Rivers, Michigan; the article is enhanced with his candid Polaroid shots of leafless trees and bare spots where Ernest “Papa” Hemingway once stood briefly before popping another beer. (Clinker has been working for twenty years on his Hemingway biography, and has now got the author up to age six.)

We also had requested manuscripts from Thomas Wolfe and Stephen King, but they never replied to our numerous e-mails; their agents indicated they were too rich to be bothered.