Cary Tennis Audio

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A junkie's tale
A meditation on the sinister possibilities where heroin addiction, biochemistry and Islamism meet.
NBA, here I come
This year, I'm going to watch basketball on television.
Don't touch that dial!
An overdose of CNN leads to a semipsychotic breakdown.
Digging out from the psychic rubble
Turning to homeland security -- with the accent on home.
The aftermath
We're filled with the clarity that comes after a punch. And we can't turn the other cheek.
Roaming the asphalt prairie
On the freeway we travel like a pack of animals, alert, touchy, hierarchical, shifting in an instant from revery to battle.
Stop asking me for spare change! I ain't a-givin' anymore
Does it do any good to give money to people begging on the street, or does it just allow us to avoid facing America's deepest social tragedy?
A reply to my critics
The author of "My Name Is George, and I'm an Alcoholic" clarifies his views.
Drinking was something maybe I did too much of ...
What if our president gave a recovery speech on his 15th anniversary of quitting drinking? On the other hand, maybe not such a good idea.
Why I relish the PG&E power fiasco
In the wake of California's utility bankruptcy and skyrocketing energy costs, Salon's Cary Tennis asks: "Isn't there some grim but droll satisfaction in seeing our grid of power sputter like a drunken uncle and keel over on the floor?"
I'm a poll worker, baby!
A rant by Cary Tennis, real-life elections inspector.
Vote for the one who won't beat you up
Trouble deciding which candidate is for you? Cary Tennis makes some suggestions in this election rant.
God, I hate baseball!
Cary Tennis remembers the baseball games of his Florida youth, those long summer days stuck in the outfield, trembling with fear.
Pembleton's a doctor!
In this new Salon Audio column, "Homicide" meets "Deadline"! Andre Braugher beats up Oliver Platt on the floor of Salon's San Francisco newsroom.
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