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Winter’s Tale By Garnett Kilberg Cohen

Last week there was still a patch of snow in a shady spot in my front yard. Two days ago the temperature reached almost 80 degrees. I know this is common in some climates, and not completely unheard of where I live—Chicago—but the image of that dirty little white island seemed to symbolize the winter we’ve experienced this year in the Midwest, a winter that resulted from a polar vortex, a winter that clung on longer and more forcefully than any of us thought  possible.
Scream, Baby. Scream. By Lucy Gregg Muir

A response to Parker Marlo’s honest essay on cutting.
Cutter By Parker Marlo

A minor operation. Numb and alert and unable to feel my toe, I stare at my crossed arms because blood makes me ill.
The Time the Inventor of Acid Wrote Steve Jobs By The Editors

It was on this day in 1943 that Albert Hoffman first ingested  LSD. What followed was not just generations, but a man named Steve Jobs and a company called Apple. 
A Study in a Wounded Thumb (In Three Parts) By Anna Hupcejová

This is what happens when you have to cut into your thumb to save it. 
Rusted Beauty and Ragged Pride By Jeff Suwak

Once upon a time, northeastern Pennsylvania sounded day and night with the steam hiss and clamor of ceaseless railroad traffic, train whistles echoing over the hills like the mournful calls of animals lost and separated from each other in the wilderness. Along the riverbanks rose refineries built according to the cheerless, tight-mouthed aesthetic of industrial utility, hellish life forms squatting in the mud like imps with blackened windows glowing orange from the furnace fires burning within.
The Ten Countries Most Responsible for the End of the World By The Editors

Some problems seem implacable like they're forever slotted to exist beyond solution. It's true of personal life and societal life. Why shouldn't it be, then, that just when mankind links in thought and communication a threat arises against the totality of that very existence? Yes, we accept it as a multifaceted problem whose answer belongs in the ether of idealism rather than in the manifested pragmatism that is the current shitty state of things. What if we told you that is actually only ten countries that account for 70% of the world's carbon emissions? Perhaps a deal might not seem so impossible after all. 
Tuesday Throwback: Dead Cats and the Literary Criticism of Louis C.K. By The Editors

The best bit you'll ever see on Huck Finn, Tom Sawyer, and the controversy of bad words. Also, dead cats. 
Pleasure in a Sharper Guise By Skye Makaris

I got my third tattoo last month. The most ornate yet, my private Sistine Chapel. It was my third go of it, so I relaxed into the needle, breathing into the next chapter of my skin-and-ink storybook. It was only when the wound was done and bandaged and we were on our way for sandwiches that my partner said,

Turns Out that Prick Joffrey Is Quite the Intelligent Little Bastard By The Editors

Well, how should we approach this? We won't be killjoys. If you haven't seen Game of Thrones we won't ruin anything for you (Walter dies! Somebody shot JR! The Titanic sinks! Jesus gets a sequel!). We'll just say this. The kid who plays Joffrey has a name. It's Jack Gleeson. He's 22. If every kid that age was as smart as Kid Joffrey, we wouldn't be that worried about the future. Generally, we blame the Baby boomers but these millennials are so soft you couldn't trust them to each sponge cake with a spork.  But, we digress. We're not saying they should be Joffrey, but just Jack Gleeson. Listen to him speaking at Oxford and you'll see why. 
Learn Like a Saganite By The Editors

Human beings aren't so smart. You can show them the entire world as long as you have them home for the Big Bang Theory. You know what's more interesting than the Big Bang theory? The actual big bang theory. It is the rare person who could present mankind with the astonishment of the universe and actually "make" it interesting enough for fellow human beings to give a damn about it. Carl Sagan achieved this and in the process lit a spark of rationale and intrigue that would come to inspire an entire generation after him. 
How to Watch Your Favorite Films with Your Feminist Girlfriend By C. James Bye

You meet a girl in grad school. She’s cute, smart, and does art modeling on the side. It’s a rush of hard-to-find sushi restaurants, concerts, drinks, literary, collegiate, and gallery opening events, and the weird stuff your other girlfriends never let you do and sometimes it happens in the shower. But after awhile, you both get burned out, your bank account and energy levels dwindle, and it’s time to curl up on the couch together with a bowl of ice cream and an old favorite film. But uh-oh—each time you suggest one of your old favorites, she scrunches up her face in doubt, disgust, or a combination of both. 
It's Never 9 to 5: Bukowski Rails Against the Work Day By The Editors

Or as he says, "Slavery was never abolished, it was only extended to all colors."
Stephen Colbert and the Power of Political Satire By The Editors

Something special happens when Stephen Colbert speaks to government officials. His brand of satire was never really that far off from what other people (and politicians) actually said and thought in real life. He only said it in a way that made it absolutely absurd. But every laugh was a reminder of the persistently senseless obstacles that impede mankind on this path called progress. They are the daily concessions to ignorance and fear that in tacit acceptance and outward embrace clutches at the very heart of a darkness that shadows what we seem so obviously capable of achieving.
Touched By Cris Mazza

When my younger brothers were between 2 and 5 and my mother read to them, I was 7 and still liked to get in on the story. I don’t recall if she ever read to just me. There’s no reason for me to believe she didn’t, except there was always another interested listener. When I was 2, 3, or 5, my older sisters were probably still part of a leaning clump of bodies on the sofa, trying to get close to the book in Mom’s lap. But those memories are gone, and, in fact, I have only one specific memory of a particular storytime, even though I can remember most of the books over the years — including A. A. Milne's Pooh books and Babar the elephant, Rudyard Kipling’s Just-So Stories, Charles Kingsley’s The Water Babies, and more. 
Krishna, Smuggled Shakespeare, and Mandela's Favorite Passage By The Editors

Among the few things afforded to Nelson Mandela (illegal or otherwise) during his stay in that jail cell at Robben Island was a copy of Shakespeare's Julius Caesar. Consider it a twisted and perverted version of "Desert Island" books. Call it "When You're Thrown in Jail Because of Apartheid" books (we've always been good with titles). It would be a smuggled copy of Shakespeare's classic work where Mandela would note his favorite passage.  
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