A SHRINE TO BUKOWSKI?

My former colleague T.J. Sullivan wrote this impressive blog piece after tripping over some breathless hyperbole in Time Magazine about an effort to preserve Bukowski's East Hollywood bungalow. Apparently the phrase "cultural earthquake" gave him the same acid reflux I get when some dimwit hype peddler declares some rock star a "legend."

Really? A place in which Bukowski flopped and farted on a regular basis is the epicenter of a cultural quake that continues to rock LA's literary landscape? What magnitude are we talking?

The Time article, one you pull yorself out of the rubble of the earthquake, really isn't bad. But, I think Bukowski would have appreciated T.J.'s piece.