The Very First Moocat
The first “issue” of Moocat.net went up at the end of August 2001, less than 2 weeks before 9/11. The event was of such gravity that, postpublication, I added the stunning essay by Maurice Martin, who hard literally written it while ”Watching the Pentagon Burn.”
For the first several issues, instead of hosting a “landing page” that introduced the issue, I used a random page-loading function to randomly serve up one of the articles from that release, so there really was no “Issue Intro,” at least not quite yet.
These archived “issue cover pages” were laid out using fairly ancient (but appropriate for the time — early 2000s) HTML. I think it was HTML 4. To honor that historical accuracy, much of the code in these pages is presented in that old, basic HTML. The newly refurbished site, of course, uses the very latest site-grid, flex, and other CSS fancy-schmancy business.
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Maurice Martin Maurice Martin is an award-winning playwright and journalist. During his years in the DC-area’s Playwrights Forum and Woolly Mammoth’s Playwright Playground, he gained a reputation for writing plays with strong characters and an unusually potent mix of comedy and drama. |
Watching the Pentagon Burn | A first-hand report of the terrible recent events in Arlington, VA, by a noted playwright and Arlington resident. |
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Moocat le Meaux Moocat le Meaux edits moocat.net. His work has been published and produced in several venues, including The Daily Reveille, The Culture Report, New Delta Review, and the now-defunct San Francisco Review. |
Essays | |
| Communing with Mama | An earlier wandering on the experience of being unemployed. | |
| Week 14 | A light-hearted, Kafka-esque musing on the all-too-common Bay Area experience of being unemployed. | |
| My Sioux Name | A short, rambling, stream-of-consciousness piece touching on issues of race and other man-made schemes for classifying persons. | |
| Truth Serum | ||
| Travelogs | ||
| Finding Boy-Boy | A shy, gay American sets out to find “normal” gay life in quaint Chiang-Mai, Thailand, “The Rose of the North.” | |
| David in the Lion’s Den | “Well, I used to be a boy, but (then, indicating himself) not too many customers pick me...and I can talk English, so I am captain.” | |
| Breakfast with the Baby Trade | An eye-witness account from Chinese-baby-adoption central, in the White Swan Hotel in Guangzhou, People’s Republic of China. | |
| Poems | ||
| Olives are still (annul wives well) | ||
| To My Unmet Wife | ||
| (Elly) | ||
| A Joke | ||
| Dalien | ||
— The Editor