Author Archives: Peter

Open City declared Peter Nolan Smith an underground punk legend of the 1970s East Village. The New England native spent many years as a nightclub doorman in New York, Paris, London, and Hamburg. The constant traveler has lived for long periods of time in Europe and the Far East. After a forced retirement from the Schmatta trade in Thailand, Peter Nolan Smith returned to New York to work in the international diamond trade. At summer’s end he resumed the life of a writer. The world’s leading leisureologist is currently based in Sri Racha, Thailand, Fort Greene, Brooklyn, and Luxembourg City. He has no address.

GARRISON JUNCTION by Peter Nolan Smith

In the late summer of 1972 my college friend and I hitchhiked across across Montana. The interstate was under construction. Ptrov and I got stranded in Garrison Junction for a good reason. Twenty miles farther south was the Montana State Prison. A sign warned motorists about escaped convicts. No one was taking a chance on […]

3 Ma – CO2 = 400+

Three million years ago Paranthropus Boisei roamed the East African woods, existing on C4 plants according to scientists. Turtles, elephants, giraffes, zebras, lions, rhinoceros and gazelles appear in the fossil record of that long-lost era. The CO2 level 3 ma was 400 ppm and this week the Mauna Loa Observatory in Hawaii recorded that number […]

France Versus France

The French primaries has reduced the field to two presidential candidates; rightist Marion Anne Perrine “Marine” Le Pen and ex-socialist centrist Emmanuel Jean-Michel Frédéric Macron. Neither has ever worked a real jobs. Marine Le Pen has been a lawyer and politician, while Macron has been a functionaire his entire career. The French press and world […]

Hiding Behind Fats

Back in the 80s I worked the door at the Bains-Douches in Paris. The owner suggested hiring new blood for security. My first choice was Big Jacques. Jacques Negrit was a tall, handsome and good-natured voyo from the slums of the peripherique. His gang was called Les Bufalos. Jacques was just out of prison. I […]

There is an old joke about Tibetan street dogs that is more than part true. Why do you need two sticks to take a shit in Tibet? One to hold onto and another to beat off the dogs. I never had occasion to relieve myself in the cities of Tibet, however more than once I […]