Articles by "T. Herman Zweibel"
Ghost-Buster
I'm sick and tired of ghosts visiting my bed-chamber. At first, I admit, it was terrifying. Then, it became endearing. But now, it is ...
I Live In Fear
Like many successful and wealthy plutocrats, I am often asked by one or another of you god-damned sheep exactly what it is to which I ...
Screw Charity!
I must admit that my relationship with my man-servant Standish has been strained ever since he won a kingly fortune in a sweep-stakes last year ...
Baby's First Zweibelmas
Rare it is that I call upon my ignorant reader-ship to rejoice and be merry, but I am afraid that just such an occasion is ...
Of Presidents And Precocity
All this recent cock-roach-being and cherry-orchard-selling has diverted my attentions from both the up-coming presidential election and the progress of my beautiful son, N. Aeschylus ...
Check Off One Orchard
Well, my month-long travail as an enormous cock-roach has ended, and not one God-damned minute too soon! Though I truly enjoyed the benefits of insect ...
vermin verse
dear readers do not be alarmed
Roach Motel
As my more astute readers will no doubt recall, about three weeks back, I was mysteriously transformed into a gigantic cock-roach. Though the change has ...
Goin' Buggy!
Well, week two of being an enormous cock-roach, and I must admit that it's not so bad. If this sentiment sounds curious to you ...
Zweibel's Metamorphosis
Observant readers of this paper know that the first week of August is traditionally set aside in the Zweibel household for the scald-cleaning, acid-etching, and ...




















