The Devil Spits Metaphors is a collection of essays borne of a thought process accumulated from years of kibitzing, observing, people-watching, commentating, critiquing, editorializing, opinion-making, blogging, ang just plain venting. It delves on real persons and real issues, current at the time they were written. Mostly political thingamajigs, a few personality sketches, a dash of entertainment here and there, a little bit of heartache, a little bit of rock and roll – amassed from more than a decade of writing in an unknown blogsite called The TARAY Chronicles. Do people still read books in this confusing age of social media? They do, for one reason or another, mainly for the fact that books are immortal. They talk to you, and they reach out to you from the Ages, in manifold ways that are difficult to resist if you are to the manor born, so to speak. To paraphrase a French philosopher, reading a book is like having a conversation with the great minds of past centuries. The Devil Spits Metaphors has no such illusion, delusion or presumptuousness. It is much like a memoir written by an obsecure personality, or voice in the wilderness screaming like a banshee. Perhaps, the latter is more appropriate Banshees are powerful creatures, too, be they mythical. Those who might have been bitten by the she-devil’s fangs, not to worry ‘cause nobody reads The TARAY Chronicles anyway. Touche.