The Pense?s of Alan Kreiger by Alan Krieger

After having had more than his say in Golem Song, and The Prison Notebooks of Alan Krieger (Terrorist), Alan has pushed into line again to make sure that these distillates of wisdom would not be lost in the après-moi deluge of Monsieur Tromp.


Standing on the shoulders of a diminutive giant, almost crushing him under his weight, Krieger adopts the format of Pascal's masterwork to lead the reader through selected complexities of twenty-first century life, as suffered by himself, his cat, Myshkin, and pet octopus, Athena. His hospice attendants, being out of the room, were not able to record his last words, but Krieger himself was able to scrawl his next-to-last words (appended within) on a piece of Kleenex.


It is possible that with this small notebook, we will have heard the last of him, since he is now lying in permanently decaying state underground at The Hebrew Free Burial Society for Indigent Jews on Staten Island. But of course, one never knows.