Shotgun Books

Our Seventh Installment

In 1956, William S. Burroughs, following publication of our exclusive interview with him, took 50 copies of that selfsame issue of THE REVELATOR, placed them on a wooden beehive in his backyard, and blew them to kingdom come. Ever since, our readers have written in with recommendations as to what other books or magazines should receive similar treatment. Monsieur Burroughs and his shotgun passed on to the great shooting range in the sky on July 22, 1987; contrarians report his death as August 2, 1997 but medical practitioners confirm that Burroughs’s heart had ceased to beat long before then. We, like Burroughs, have never let death stand in the way of a bullet and a book, and so our seventh installment…


“Like mother, like son. Them’s good eating!”—Bobby I.

{administered by a Winchester Model 12 pump-action 12-gauge shotgun}



“They say the pen is mightier than the sword, but is it mightier than a well-placed bullet?”—Bill O’R.

{administered by a Smith & Wesson 500 Magnum revolver}



“Shoot, baby, shoot!”—Sarah P.

{administered by an A. H. Fox Sterlingworth double-barrel 12-gauge shotgun}



“I say no mo’ to the Nome King!”—Prince Charles Philip Arthur G.

{administered by an Ithica Deerslayer Model 37 police shotgun, an A. H. Fox Sterlingworth double-barrel 12-gauge shotgun, and a Winchester Model 12 pump-action 12-gauge shotgun}


Shootists: Jamie “Hawkeye” Sharps, writer/director of the film Zombie Boy, and Seth “Deerslayer” Willey, the marauding mendicant. Both are honorary members of Hobart’s Regiment of Militia, by majority vote at the 230th anniversary of its call up in Plymouth, New Hampshire, as convened by the descendants of David Hobart on July 21, 2007.