July 2008
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Where Are The Men?
“I imagine myself putting my hand on that policeman’s holster and pulling out his revolver.” A short story.
“I imagine myself putting my hand on that policeman’s holster and pulling out his revolver.” A short story.
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As Dubya winds down his eight-year train wreck, J.M. Kearns takes a sci-fi look at what might have been, and how it all went bonkers