Wednesday, January 14, 2026

Web Log for 1.13.26

Christian 

Did you know there was a Hutterite Youtube channel? 


Meanwhile, some local people who don't know what fascism is but have heard that it's a bad thing that just-noticeably-less-ignorant people associate with the President have chosen, at least, a positive anti-fascist statement to make, with no input from "Antifa." They are building "Giving Boxes" where people can leave non-perishable grocery store items, food or non-food, that have or have not been classified as ineligible for purchase with SNAP cards. 

It's a lovely idea but, if planning to use these boxes to help handout-dependent friends get the sugary junkfood they like, you may want to make sure they know when to pick up those items. This morning's other news story was that, for the fourth time in three years or some such ridiculous thing, a candy store in Gatlinburg--where tourists are thrilled by the chance to see free-range black bears--was vandalized by a bear. Sugary junkfood also attracts raccoons, rodents, and ants. And a lot of it melts in warm weather.

Probably a better idea would be to use "Giving Boxes" to offer people the sort of things they see in grocery stores but never have been able to buy with food stamps: soap, toilet paper, paper towels, personal hygiene products, laundry detergent, cleaning products, giftcards, batteries, cables, basic office/school supplies, matches, light bulbs/tubes, magazines, paperback books, dishes and cooking utensils, sewing kits, motor oil, umbrellas, hot-air fans, postage stamps, postcards, infant care supplies...

English 

These rules were taught at my school, but evidently they weren't covered at a lot of schools...


Shared at the Meow. Lens, which has become quite annoying now that some clever little boy insists on showing off his plagiarism-bot's efforts to tell you what you've shown it, says this appeared as a PDF on a site called "Pooh" owned by Cindy Claire Avila. The link to "Pooh" didn't show me this PDF but did show some other printables apparently intended for schools and homeschools to use. If you want to see CCA's current offering of "numbers animals," click:


Homicidal Motorists 

In Minneapolis a protester sitting at a car that was pointed right at a federal agent yelled "Drive!" The agent was armed, and shot the protester. 

Sad. 

Probably not what either of them intended.

The agent probably thought, as most people standing in front of motor vehicles think, that human beings don't aim cars at other human beings and start the engines.

The protester probably thought that the agent would instinctively leap out of the way when the car moved.

Unfortunately for the protester, when some people (and rats) are cornered, they fight. Instead of leaping, the agent fired...

And while the protester undoubtedly is missed and some news media want to scream on and on about that, the position of this web site is: Thus be it ever to homicidal motorists. Drive irresponsibly and die!

If you want to prevent recurrences of this unfortunate event, I'd support putting sensors on motor vehicles that activate emergency brakes whenever the vehicles are within a hundred yards of any warm-blooded lifeform, even if it's inside another car. If Renee Good's car hadn't moved, the agent wouldn't have shot her.

Reportedly his legal defense fund has already been set up on GoFundMe and filled by one rich sponsor. I must admit I'm glad. I think the way Trump has chosen to deploy ICE looks very very bad, for the department and for Trump, and can't possibly be the best way to handle the situation...but, in the very bad and messy and icky situation that existed, I think the young man did the right thing. If anything, he was too forbearing. He shot only the horrorcow who was yelling "Drive, baby, drive." He lost the opportunity to shoot the one who was actually driving. 

Introvert Things 

If we weren't an oppressed class, I'd think this kind of story was sweet and charming, too...


But I really think there's more of a need to affirm all the times when we saw a stranger, or a casual acquaintance, maybe someone we might have met twenty years ago or maybe that was someone else?, anyway, saw them about to turn into the same aisle at the grocery store, so we moved on to the next aisle in order to maintain a healthy distance, and they shared our preference not to waste time on idle chatter and went their way leaving us alone, and that connection through mutual respect made the trip to the store so much better...

Psychology 

According to one of those old stories Freud and Jung found so illuminating, once upon a time, there was a little extrovert who was sent out to watch the sheep of the village. Growing bored, he cried "Wolf! Wolf!" and all the adults rushed out to help him fight the predator. There was no wolf. The adults scolded him and went back to work. About a week later the wretched extrovert grew bored again, and again he cried "Wolf! Wolf!" Again the adults rushed out to help. To the scolding they added spanking,  and the extrovert, feeling his bruises and noting that no bones seemed to be broken yet, realized it was dangerous to cry "Wolf!" when he wanted attention. Nevertheless, winter came on, and one day a real wolf approached the flock. The boy cried "Wolf! Wolf! Wolf! There really is a wolf! Help! Please! Wolf!" The adults, who had agreed that they had done all that spanking could do for him, grimly ignored his cries. The sheep scattered. And the wolf decided to attack the creature that seemed to be making the most noise and least speed...and that is why so few extroverts survived in more primitive environments throughout the ages. Anyway, the moral was that if people receive false messages, they stop listening. 

Not only has this been found true of people; it's been documented in herd animals. Animals can give false alarms just for attention, or to start games, or because they were genuinely alarmed by something that wasn't dangerous. Chicken Little may really have thought the sky was falling down. Chickens are easily scared. But then the other animals learn from the experience of the animal's giving a false alarm that that member of the flock is not a reliable source of information. The next time the panicky chicken or the mischievous crow squawks, the others look at it and carry on with what they're doing. 

I see too many members of the Party of the Burro doing this these days. They emote. They caaaare so much about a situation. It's so hopeless because the President or their Congressman doesn't agree with their idea of the solution. What happens if you feel empathy for these distraught Ds and propose a solution that might work, although it does not involve State or federal government? They're furious! They don't really care about the people in the story they're telling--they only want their party in power! Nothing else can relieve their distress! How dare you suggest any other possibility! How dare you imagine that their emotions were normal human emotions rather than political game-playing!


[Google traces the photo to Instagram and shows that dozens of people have used the same picture with different captions.]

And so I notice myself reacting to the Little Boy Who Cried "Wolf!" effect. That D activist was out demonstrating. Demonstrating what? Stupidity, apparently. When someone has a lethal weapon and is obviously ready to use it, but is not attacking you, and you have a lethal weapon too but you are not a murderer, you try to de-escalate the situation. Nobody needs to kill anybody, you say. If you attack, and the person does not kill you first, then you are a murderer. Renee Good was a homicidal, suicidal fool and deserved what she got. 

A case might be made, by rational nonviolent people, that the melodrama of sending armed ICE men out to "round up" would-be immigrants violently is excessive, likely to cause more violence than, say, simply offering them the amount of money that would be paid to an agent, in cash, as a bonus for voluntarily going home. To that I'd still be sympathetic. I think cash bonuses need to be longer tried and better publicized. I think even giving somebody like Ilhan Omar bonuses for each fellow Somali she repatriates would be better style than having armed men bully and hustle these people.  

But oh, woe, wail, boohoohoohooooo, somebody somewhere misses Renee Good! they wail. Cry me a river, Democratic Socialists of America. Some people miss Charlie Kirk. Some people miss Doug La Malfa (R-CA), who died last week. Some people still miss little Iryna Zarutska. I still miss my mother, who deliberately pursued first pneumonia and then a stroke after learning that her glyphosate reactions were worsening, becoming chronic, because they'd finally developed into liver cancer. I find myself giving neither flip nor hoot about Renee Good. And maybe if youall had at least shown some respect for the losses of people who are missed more than that idiot ever will be, maybe the Internet would show less of a probably unhealthy, but genuine, rejoicing that Renee the Motor Terrorist is gone. One less car...!

The Democratic Party as a whole need to note the lack of empathy for their trumped-up, fakey, hokey grief about Renee Good as an indicator that they've used hyped-up emotion too many times in the past decade, that people who feel normal adult-type empathy are starting to feel cynical and even oppositional when Ds start emoting, and stop trying to manipulate our real emotions with their faked ones. 

RIP

Scott Adams, who really will be missed...I'm glad this morning's post was delayed because I was watching his last podcast and taking the last Simultaneous Sip. Glad I tell you. Some writers wouldn't even bother to post on the day an e-friend died. I'm glad the end came while he was still feeling the "highs" from hospice-type medication, too. 

Book Review: The World's Shortest Stories

Book Review: The World’s Shortest Stories

Editor: Steve Moss

Date: 1995

Publisher: New Times Press

ISBN: 1-880284-11-1

Length: 231 pages

Illustrations: drawings

Quote: “Pandemonium erupted. The next witness was walking through the courtroom doors. ‘Order in the court!’ the judge bellowed, cracking his gavel. All eyes focused on Tommy, who was sitting in the stand, his mouth open in shock. It was quite obvious now who’d murdered his wife. No one.”

In 1987, Steve Moss started the annual “55 Fiction” contest. Each story compresses a plot into 55 words or fewer., The genre was slow to catch on, Moss reports; the first batch of entries weren’t impressive. Over time, as people saw that this literary feat could be accomplished, the quality of entries improved. Over the years, Moss compiled enough 55-word stories he considered good to publish this collection. Horror, humor, romance, and more...like the courtroom drama quoted (in its full length) above.

There are now whole magazines, as well as anthologies, devoted to "flash fiction." This book represents the beginning of a new trend in American literature.

This book really ought to be reviewed in 55 words or fewer, but since I’ve already used more, all I’ll say is: buy a copy if you can—it won’t disappoint you.

The First TV Show I Remember Watching

This week's Long & Short Reviews prompt is "The First TV Show I Remember Watching..."

...Was the weather updates in Macon, Georgia. (I am not Macon this up.) The fun stuff we expect from weather forecasts now hadn't been invented yet, and the forecasts weren't nearly as accurate as they are now, but there was a TV station in Macon that at least made their weather forecasts amusing. Their weather guessers had put together a set of little cartoon clouds and sun faces that romped across the screen during the boring news program my parents wanted to watch. I was charmed. It was a disappointment, a few years later, to be in Macon again and not be able to find that news and weather show again!

We caught that news and weather program while driving south to spend the obligatory month at my aunt's rental property. Real estate prices were so explosive in that part of Florida that special taxes were put on unoccupied rental properties, so whenever one of this aunt's properties was unoccupied, somebody had to spend January in it. It was more duty than pleasure. I always brought back shells and talked a good line about having to pick oranges off the tree in the yard and eat them with spoons, because nobody in Florida would even bother with the sort of pulpy dried-up oranges they send north...but I always liked snowy winters at home better than beach-weather winters in Florida. I think now it must have been because of the nasty stuff people sprayed in the hope of controlling the mosquitoes. I  knew they still had mosquitoes, because the mosquitoes bit Mother, but the mosquitoes never bothered me. The spray did.

Anyway during my first two winters in Florida, which were non-consecutive, my grandmother was living with my aunt; she tutored me before and after the programs I was allowed to watch came on TV--"Romper Room," "Lassie," "Mrs. Beasley," and at least once I was invited to stay in the evening and watch "Hee Haw," which ran up to my bedtime so I fell asleep during the show. Another time I was invited to watch an original Lucille Ball show; the jokes went over my head. Sometimes I caught a bit of the news and weather shows. A couple of times nobody interfered with my watching a few minutes of Flip Wilson or "Bewitched," but I wasn't supposed to watch those. "Mr. Ed," the actual show with the horse who supposedly talked, had been broadcast before but was not broadcast during those winters. 

Everybody remembers "Lassie" but apparently not all baby-boomers remember "Romper Room" and "Mrs. Beasley." They were the educational programs before "Sesame Street." I remember those shows because I had tie-ins to remind me of them during my ordinary TV-free life. There was a storybook about "Romper Room" and a talking doll who recited eight or ten of Mrs. Beasley's lines. I don't remember the actual TV programs, and suppose they were probably uninspired, but it was fun to pull Mrs. Beasley's string and see whether she'd say something boring, or one of her "fun" lines--"If you had three wishes, what would you wish for?" or "It would be such fun to play jump rope, don't you think?"

Much more than the TV programs, I remember Grandmother. For one thing she had been a more competent child and had more interesting adventures than that pitiful little Timmy on "Lassie." By the time I came along, being an untreated celiac had made her a difficult-to-treat diabetic patient; she'd lost a leg to the disease but she could still thread needles and sew, insist that pans of vegetables be brought to her so she could cut up veg for meals, sing old songs--on key--and teach all the elementary school subjects, with the best. She remembered the horses she used to ride, by name, and told stories about them. She spoke Tex-Mex Spanish, and Texas German, and even some bits of Texas Cherokee. She had been a horse trainer, a telephone operator, a dressmaker, and a school housemother while doing ordinary things like farming and raising children--more than two dozen foster children, actually--and having a physical disability. TV broke up the monotony of being ill, she said, and she and I enjoyed it, but it was even better when she sat up and taught me things. 

Tuesday, January 13, 2026

Petfinder Post: Follow Me to the Lab

(This is Gracie...scroll down for more about her.)


I hadn't thought of a good lead-in for today's Petfinder post before I found this on the Mirror...


The forum participant known as Grumpy Rabbit shared it. Can Google tell us who drew it?

So today we celebrate retrievers, and American Short Hair cats. 
 
Zipcode 10101: Cat: Gracie from NYC 


Gracie won on looks, after I scrolled past Kevin McAllistar Cat and Mila-Amber from previous posts here. Apart from her distinctive looks she seems to be an ordinary cat who gets along well with other calm, mellow, friendly cats. Has been a pet; likes to snuggle.

Dog: Whatchamacallit from South Carolina via NYC  


He's only about five months old so not much is really known about this feral-born pup, except that he's being socialized to become a cuddly pet. They think he's clever and are optimistic about the prospects for training him, though retrievers aren't known for learning skills outside their breed's special skill set, at least not very well. 

Zipcode 20202: Cat: Sprinkles from DC 


Sprinkles is a large kitten--over 12 pounds at 7 months--and may become an extra-large cat. She is friendly and cuddly, and does well wth other cats and children.

Dog: Cruz from DC 


Friendly with humans though not with cats, Cruz was 15 months old and weighed 35 pounds at the time of posting. They think he can learn at least basic commands and encourage enrolling him in a training course with an affiliated organization. 

Zipcode 30303: Cat: Greenly from Atlanta 


Through no conceivable fault of her own, poor little Greenly has fallen into the clutches of the Humane Pet Genocide Society. Which is more important: rescuing the animal, or not giving money to this deeply corrupted organization? Decisions, decision. Greenly is a small cat; she seems healthy, weighs about six pounds, and looks old enough that she's not likely to grow any bigger. 

Dog: Snuggly Joe from Texas via Atlanta


Retrievers are good-sized dogs. Weighing 26 pounds at 6months old, Snuggly Joe seems likely to reach the full size of his retriever ancestors, though his known ancestors also include some Chihuahuas. His web page sounds as if his foster humans would really rather keep him, so they may be inflexible on the very high price and, although they say it includes a substantial vet bill and a professional driver to bring him to Atlanta from Houston. You can always try. Or you could check the Petfinder site for another lovable retriever. They currently have over six hundred.

Book Review: Off the Court

Book Review: Off the Court

Author: Arthur Ashe with Neil Amdur

Date: 1981

Publisher: Signet / New American Library

ISBN: 0-451-11766-2
        
Length: 230 pages including statistics sheets

Quote: “Tennis is a metaphor for life.”

Arthur Ashe was the only African-American male tennis star of his day. In 1981 that was all he was known for. Fans expected his post-tennis memoir to be a tennis success story, and it is—lists of tennis scores at the back, memories of games, some harmless gossip about other athletes. About the rest of a young man’s life in the 1960s and 1970s it was, well, tactful. Ashe didn’t claim to have been a monk before marriage, nor did he tell sleazy locker-room stories; he didn’t claim to be un-bothered by race prejudice, nor did he rage about it. His image as a Perfect Virginia Gentleman never really slipped before, during, or after the writing of his first book. 

He would become famous for other things after 1981. Though trim and fit, he had a heart attack at 37 and had bypass surgery before publishing Off the Court. A blood transfusion, thought necessary to save his life, infected him with AIDS. A later book about life with AIDS was, briefly, an international bestseller.

Meanwhile, stardom had given Ashe unique opportunities to practice quiet generosity. Off the Court gives only passing mention to his belief that successful minority-group athletes would raise the social status of their groups even in segregated South Africa. It remained for the writer known as Mark Mathabane, and Ashe’s tennis-playing friend Stan Rogers, to describe what Ashe tried to do—and did—for South African youth.

This makes Off the Court an extraordinary, perhaps unique, specimen of the celebrity memoir genre. Most entertainers’ books downplay the well publicized mistakes these celebrities have made, and attempt to publicize—in a good way—the good things they are doing. Ashe was still fairly young, and in Off the Court he made some comments that seemed more outspoken than his quiet manner had led fans to expect, but he didn’t try to publicize his charitable efforts...and a few minor testosterone surges seem to constitute his biggest mistakes. He could, without attracting criticism, have included a full chapter on the young athletes he wanted to sponsor, their merits, their needs, and so on. He didn’t. Offhand I can’t think of another recent celebrity memoir that downplays the nice things a celebrity is doing.

Offhand I can’t think of a recent book in any genre that better explains what Virginians’ famous sense of honor requires of us. Off the Court is recommended to everybody. 

Monday, January 12, 2026

Book Review: Democracy in America

Title: Democracy in America

Author: Alexis de Tocqueville

Translator: Henry Reeve

Date: 1835 (French), 2000 (English paperback)

Publisher: Bantam (2000)

ISBN: 0-553-21464-0

Length: 943 pages, plus introduction by Joseph Epstein

Quote: “America is great because America is good; and if America ever ceases to be good, America will cease to be great.”

Yes, this is the book that contains the famous quote. First, let me acknowledge the three things students hate about this book: (1) it’s long, (2) it’s assigned reading, and (3) it’s written in generalizations with a minimum of fun facts and anecdotes. About the first two of those objections nothing can be said, but it may be helpful for students to know that French intellectuals of Tocqueville’s day defined science as the pursuit of generalizations; Tocqueville had to write for his audience.

Sometimes  people wonder why writers “show off” by using long, bland, ugly words. Was it necessary to say “This repugnance naturally attains its utmost height” rather than “People are disgusted”? Yes; in Tocqueville’s case, there is a reason. Many of those bland, four- and five-syllable words are common to French and English; repugnance was the word Tocqueville actually wrote (with an accent mark over the first E). English editions of Democracy in America aren’t hard to find, but if you had to read the book in French, you could read paragraph after paragraph without having to look up a word.

Although Epstein makes the point that Tocqueville would have thought his book gained “power” from its generalizations, he did cite some specific facts. Like many nineteenth-century authors, he often copied material from other books without acknowledgments. He also tended to feel that, as he says when making a statistical point on page 339, “A single fact will suffice to show...” the generalization he’s about to make. In an AC article on Ellen White, who instructed her secretary to copy whole pages from other books but not to insert footnotes or other credits, I mentioned that one obsessive-compulsive reader had dug up dozens of uncredited sources that were quoted in her books. The same thing could have been done for Tocqueville. If you wanted more details about his assertion that “Congress completely abandoned the principle of the tariff,” you could obviously check the Congressional Record, but for which year? He doesn’t say. Or did he read the story in current newspapers? He doesn’t say. You’re supposed to take his word for these things. If it really mattered to you, you would already have known the story...right?

A feature of Tocqueville’s writing that may be more pleasing to modern readers is his concern with “equality,” the extent to which Americans were really learning to practice democracy. His concern for minority groups was at least a hundred years ahead of his time. If his generalizations about ethnic groups are sometimes judgmental, his tone is consistently that of a logical critic who wants to help everyone toward perfection. There’s an especially scathing comment on the French-American minority on page 399.

Many European authors visited the United States, during the early nineteenth century, and criticized our ancestors for the benefit of European readers. Charles Dickens’ and Sarah Kemble Knight’s efforts in this line are still occasionally read for their literary merit, and a shameless poseur called Favell Mortimer has recently been reprinted because (a) she didn’t actually travel and (b) her book is so awful, but Tocqueville is the only one who’s still found on required reading lists. Because he had enough insight into human nature to tell us that we were great because we were good? Partly. But he also probed more seriously into our political theory and practice than many Europeans, who were more interested in describing the roads (primitive) and lodging places (very few of which rated five stars). The selections from Democracy in America reprinted in textbooks tend to be flattering, but the book also called early Americans to account for several things.

“The zeal of [the legislator’s] enactments induces him to descend to the most frivolous particulars: thus a law is to be found in the same Code which prohibits the use of tobacco...In 1649 a solemn association was formed in Boston to check the worldly luxury of long hair.”

“It is the misfortune of [American] Indians to be brought into contact with a civilized people, which is also (it must be owned) the most avaricious nation on the globe...and to receive knowledge from the hand of oppression.”

“It is...my opinion that by changing their administrative forms as often as they do, the inhabitants of the United States compromise the future stability of their government.”

Although it’s a long slow read, this book really is valuable for all students of history and government. 

Butterfly of the Week: Eastern White Lady

Graphium philonoe, the Eastern White Lady, is found in much of eastern Africa, from Sudan to Mozambique, in Congo, Ethiopia, Kenya, Malawi, Tanzania, and Uganda. It is not especially large by tropical butterfly standards, with a wingspread of only three or four inches. Itn most of the countries where it's found, it is considered common and in no danger.


Photo by Wasinitourguide. This individual, found near the coast of Kenya in May, is typical of the subspecies Graphium philonoe philonoe.

This report, containing many photos of tropical wildlife (though not of Graphium philonoe) and confessions of how globalists do ecological studies (trapped animals that might have been released are invariably killed), explains how it's been possible for scientists and naturalists to pay as little attention to these great gaudy butterflies as they have done. There are just so many interesting lifeforms, most of them so new to people from the English-speaking countries...


So, even a book that has a lot to say about the even showier butterflies that share the Taita Hills nature reserve with Graphium philonoe has little to say about Graphium philonoe


It is one of a group of butterflies that show about as much black as white, and may look more brown and tan than black and white. Presumably they are called Ladies because, though otherwise similar to Swordtails, they carry no "swords" on their hind wings. Some of the Swordtails are much whiter. The Eastern White Lady is also sometimes called Dappled Lady or Dappled Graphium. Many accepted names for butterflies are as arbitrary as the scientific names that identify them with literary characters. 

In Greek literature, at least two princesses and a minor goddess were called Philonoe. As written in English the name seems to mean "lover of the intellect"; as written in Greek it meant "mind of the people." As a goddess Philonoe or Phylonoe may have represented public spirit, or even something like a democratic consensus of opinion. She was worshipped mainly in Sparta. Philonoe was also said to have been the name of Helen of Troy's little sister and of Bellerophon's wife.

The white patches on the Eastern White Lady's wings come closer to the body than those on other members of the White Lady family, and this species is much more a pollinator than a composter. Males sometimes join puddle parties but seem to need to spend less time sipping polluted water than some other Swallowtails do. Both sexes are often found flying around flowers, and females, more easily found in open areas at the edges of woods than some Swallowtails, are often photographed choosing host plants for their young.


Photo by Albert190, June, Kenya. Like most Swallowtails, they like nectar from a variety of relatively shallow, accessible flowers. Long as their tongues are, Swallowtails have proportionately shorter tongues than other butterflies.

There are two subspecies. Their ranges don't overlap, and some think they may be separate species that look alike. Graphium philonoe philonoe is found further east than G.p. whalleyi


Photo by Thierrycordenos, July, Ethiopia. These males belong to the subspecies whalleyi. Sudheer Kommana photographed a puddle party of philonoe males in Tanzania; the photo is on page 82 of this PDF newsletter:


Sudheer Kommana has his own web site, and its page for Graphium philonoe is empty: 
 

From a distance they look like another African butterfly, the Forest Queen, which on closer examination seems more "related to" our Monarchs than to the Swallowtails. As with our Monarchs and Viceroys, both species live on plants that make them distasteful to birds, and each species seems to get some survival benefit from its resemblance to the other. However, Forest Queens are probably more toxic to more birds than White Ladies. 

A book by Congdon, 2009, is said to contain photos of the early stages of this butterfly. No photos seem to have been digitized.

Eggs are usually tucked into curled-up leaf buds, where it's hard to find an egg even after watching the butterfly lay it. 

Caterpillars can eat the leaves of a few different plants in the custard-apple family. As with some other Swallowtails, the caterpillars are good-sized, creatively ugly, and greedy in the final instar, so they can seem likely to be destroying their host tree. Actually the butterflies are likely to be keeping the host tree alive. Not all of the Annonaceae live in such complete symbiosis with one Swallowtail species as North America's pawpaw trees have with our Zebra Swallowtails; Graphium philonoe can eat more than one kind of leaves and in some places their host plants are pollinated by more than one kind of butterfly, but the butterflies still pay for what they took when they were caterpillars.



Photo of a pupal Graphium philonoe from the Reiman Gardns, where butterflies hatched from pupae were on display in 2019.

Adults fly for up to two weeks.

Sunday, January 11, 2026

Book Review: The Light After the Storm

Title: The Light After the Storm

Author: Terri Michelle Hutchinson

Date: 2021

ISBN: 978-0-9857712-1-8

Quote: "[E]ven our individual eyes see slightly different rainbows."

This is a short collection of short reflections on rainbows as spiritual metaphor. For daily devotional reading it will last only about a week, but it's designed to offer biblically sound, anti-depressant thoughts. A printed edition would be very slim and light--good for hospital reading. 

Friday, January 9, 2026

Bad Poetry: Otherwise Engaged

"I worry when I see no post!
Was damage done by storms that raged?"
Worrying's never worth its cost;
I have been otherwise engaged.

"This war that 'refugees' have waged
Upon the public exchequer"--
I have been otherwise engaged;
Cela ne fait rien d'en parler.

This web site's, I consider, paid
(Though I've been otherwise engaged);
Free Internet time's a fair trade,
While frantically the mouse pad's paged

Where I've been otherwise engaged
With other topics, other sites.
Dear readers, please don't be enraged
If posts are later than by rights

They should have been; the time I've gauged,
But I've been otherwise engaged.

This started out as an exercise in a classical French verse form, but it twisted in my typing fingers.

Cela ne fait rien (often pronounced fast enough to sound like "San-Ferry-Ann") = it's not doing anything, it's no use. D'en parler = to talk about it.

Now a short quick rant about what's been blowing up the Internet...I'll say this about the bogus day care scandal. I think that actually, if "day care providers" for young children go through the trouble of certification, then only care for one or two children of friends of the owners and close their doors once those children are in school, that is the ideal type of day care. The only problem is that some day care providers have continued pretending that they're minding dozens of children when in fact they're not even bothering to open the building. 

I'm not pleased by the stereotypes people are throwing around about Somali refugees, specifically, as if they were any worse than any other lot of people who would prefer to be earning a living as artisans but can't get work and are pushed into the position of full-time "needers"--social parasites. If the society around you forces you into the role of parasite, beggar, thief, prostitute, slave, etc., you constantly see that you are not getting as much respect as people who have more money are getting, and you will naturally feel that it's reasonable to take the social system that oppresses you for all you can take, with a goal of going somewhere else as a person who has a normal amount of money and gets a normal level of respect. I'm not saying that the "daycare" and "health care" grifters are justified in fraudulently reporting that they're "caring for" more and more people when in fact they're caring for none. I am saying that the behavior pattern is not specific to any ethnic group or age group or religious group or any other kind of demographic. 

Nor am I opposing our government's decisions...What the "conservatives" forget, when blaming Congressman Emmer for legalizing so many Somalis' coming here, is Congressman Emmer's reasoning at the time. He observed that people who had lost their homes and livelihoods in that country's civil war were vulnerable to a Muslim extremist group called Al-Shabaad, a separate group from Al-Qaeda or Boko Haram but similarly dangerous, and he thought bringing people to the US would give them the information they needed to judge Al-Shabaad's rhetoric. As a guess he expected that some of these refugees might be a burden on our budget but thought they'd be less of one than any more attacks like the ones on the World Trade Center or the London Tube. Is it terribly cynical to guess that Al-Shabaad has become less of a threat now? 

This whole "breaking news" story shows all the signs of something that's been brewing for a few years, probably planned by Al-Shabaad watchers. People knew that these businesses were not actually doing any business. Those whose job descriptions didn't require them to pay attention probably thought that was because of the COVID panic--which obviously did shut down legitimate day care facilities for children and disabled adults. Those who were paying attention knew that this business and that business had become shameless scams. Charlie Kirk was probably the rising star who would have been given the tips and leads to break the news story, if he'd been alive. He wasn't, so Nick Shirley was picked. One news reader's comment seemed particularly idiotic--one should never underestimate the intensity of adolescent energy--but, yes, not only did older people help Shirley plan and fund his fact-finding expeition, but one of them actually spoke on camera in his video report. The way the news broke does suggest to me that old, rich people were discussing and deciding: "Yes, we can send those Somalis back home now. Pick the young talent we're going to make famous. White men are feeling discriminated against--let's pick a White boy." 

So, should the Somali scammers be sent home now? I'm not really happy with the President of the United States having to step in when a large group of people are doing something wrong; I think local governments should be able to handle that sort of thing before the problem expands to include a large group. But yes, if they've been here for more than ten years, and despite all the radios blaring "You Don't Have to Live Like a Refugee" at them they're still living like refugees--I think that is an indication that they should be looking for another place to live. They can't go on scamming us for government grants and subsidies forever, and they're obviously not qualified for other jobs here, so if they don't want to go back to Somalia maybe they should be choosing other places to go now

And I am thoroughly bored with people who cling to that image of a man who shows one of those patterns of malnutrition producing an irregular kind of face (didn't everyone see the chart pinning different kinds of less-than-classic face shapes to different dietary deficiencies, in Adelle Davis's Let's Have Healthy Children, in the 1970s?) and say "Yes, that's what they're all like, and their IQ score is below 70." Those effects are found when people grow up in disasters, famines, and wars. Somali people who were born and grew up in normal circumstances are not stupid or ugly. Far from it. 


For years the model rated "the most beautiful woman on Earth" was Somali. You readers undoubtedly knew that. Please feel free to share this fact with all the igmos whose comments you have to wade through when doing online research.

Book Review: Contes Jaunes

Title: Contes Jaunes

Author: Gérard A. Dubé and Andrée Soucie-Dubé

Date: 1986

Publisher: Guérin

ISBN: 2-7601-0077-4

Length: 176 pages

Illustrations: many colorful drawings

Quote: “Contes jaunes rassemble une variété de textes conçus spécialement pour l’initiation à la lecture chez les débutants.”

In other words, this is a French Canadian first grade reader. It will also work for home-schooled students, or students at schools that are enlightened enough to offer language immersion programs in the primary grades.

It might be too juvenile for high school students learning French. This is the sort of book n which dogs playing in the snow are shown not only sitting on sleds and making snowmen, but sitting down in a human position. There’s a Chicken Little story in which what hits Petit Poussin on the head is an apple, and the wise old owl tells him to eat it up quickly before someone else does. And Frère Jacques, and a French version of “This little piggy,” and similar nonsense.

In an ideal world, adult readers would be eager to share this book with children. We don’t live in an ideal world. We live in a world where, after France balked at supporting our war with Iraq, the few U.S. libraries that stocked children’s books in French discarded their collections...even when the communities the libraries served included Haitian, Algerian, and Ivorian immigrants. Still, one can hope that American adults will recover their senses. French may be less of an international language than it once was but it’s still the language in which many of the world’s great books were written.

Thursday, January 8, 2026

How Much Is Advertising Hurting Products?

"It pays to advertise," we've all heard. If products and businesses aren't advertised, how will people know they exist? 

Then again, how many people do you know who actually look at advertisements, or watch TV commercials? Can it really pay to be noticed...as a nuisance? Do you really want an image that subconsciously triggers people to reach for the remote control to get your product off the TV screen?

Some smarty-pants researchers will tell you that you do. For some audiences, it seems, shopping is mindless. The more obnoxious the TV commercial is, the more likely some people are to forget the commercial, remember the brand, and think "Hmmm...wanna try that," when they're wandering through the mall in a hung-over, Homer-Simpson-like state of consciousness. You could bottle sewage and label it sewage and at some times of day Homer would probably look at the bottle, say "Hmmm...sewage," and drink it. So in theory, if you annoy people enough with an advertisement for a box of old broken rusty nails that starts with the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard, what some shoppers have in the way of a thought process will go "Hmmm...Rusty Nails! Just what the living room shelf needs!" 

Those people are not writers. They are not artists. They are not the people who spend a lot of time using the Internet for things other than games and movies. 

Writers, artists, and early adopters of computer technology generally, have more completely developed brains and nervous systems than Homer Simpson has. They're the ones who either walk out of the store that sells Rusty Nails, or say to the storekeeper, "You're trying to sell old broken rusty nails that are advertised with the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard, now? What's wrong?" 

A majority of us are introverts. Introverts' social behavior, when it does not consist of moving away from obnoxious extroverts, is based on showing respect. We don't run up and chatter at people because our more completely developed brains contain a set of neurons that might as well be called a conscience, which tells us that people have their own lives and running up and chattering at them is disrespectful. Other people would have no reason to like us if they perceived us as pushy pests. What does that tell you about advertisements? 

And yes, we do remember it when we decide, even in grade six, to stop buying a favorite snack because we found a TV commercial that advertised it annoying. 

I am not making this up. My brother and I stopped buying M&Ms, which had been our treat of choice almost every time we went to the store, during the year he was in grade six because we thought that year's TV commercial campaign was insulting to kids.

People who spend a lot of time using the Internet for things other than games and movies have other things in common besides being introverts. Most of us are, or feel that we are, underpaid, so we shop mindfully and frugally. Many of us go online from work or school rather than having Internet connections at home; at work or school making an impulse purchase online might have repercussions, so a lot of us are never going to make an impulse purchase online. Many of us read Consumer Reports and check the customer reviews before choosing to buy things that cost more than, say, a dollar. Some of us don't buy things that used to cost less and now cost more than a dollar. 

Most of us are security-conscious, so forget all about "targeted advertising." It's true that people in cold climates buy more snow tires than people in the tropics do, that men don't buy a lot of bras, and that very few people whose title is "Rabbi" are going to buy pork sausages...but what you need to know is that security-conscious Internet users don't like the idea that you know which country we're in, unless we told you. Don't try to find out more information about us. The more you seem to know, the more we want to avoid you. If anything, advertising products that are not actually sold in our country gives me a pleasing sense that you're minding your own business and not meddling with mine. 

Less stalking, less of an attempt to get inside our heads and manipulate our thoughts, and more of a straightforward interest in making sure people know about your product, is generally good for your image. Don't try to tell us anything like "You want this" or "You should do this." That kind of message is disrespectful. Tell us what your product is. If you can tell us what it costs, with one price for everyone, that's a plus point.

In real life, promotions that offer discounts for people in certain categories--seniors, teachers, veterans, people who are willing to tell storekeepers if it's their birthday--can work well for stores. Online, that kind of promotion is very bad. It's disrespectful to try to find out whether Internet users actually are dogs. One price for all is the only rule that looks ethical to Americans.

We trust one another more than we trust you. We think the Internet is an ideal place for messages like "Don't buy Brand X cereal--I opened a new box and a live mouse jumped out of it." Don't try to oppose this. Use it. Let people see how seriously you take quality control. That mouse in the box of cereal doesn't have to destroy the brand if you recall the batch, close the plant for cleaning, and of course apologize profusely to the customer. If you don't do those things and your brand suffers, we figure you deserve it.

The appropriate response to the street phrase "Prozac Dementia" would have been to suspend sales of Prozac until it could be made to stop causing dementia. The appropriate response to Glyphosate Awareness would have been to pull all glyphosate products off the market. The appropriate response to the "vaccines cause autism" whine would have been to address the fact that vaccine reactions may include fever, which may cause brain damage, which may include autism, and level with parents about whether diseases like measles are more likely to cause autism than the vaccines are. Trying to censor the complaints, instead, has destroyed the credibility of the entire brands of Bayer, Lilly, and Merck. Their best move would be to pay all claims against them now and then either dissolve, or maintain a very low profile for the next thirty years.

Most of us are White but we are, or like to think we are, hip enough not to mind when disproportionate numbers of advertisements feature non-White models. However, most White people know that styles that look good on a Black person probably won't do much for us. Thousands of short, average-sized blondes may have deluded themselves in 1982 that what looked good on Diana Spencer might work for them, though most of them have learned something from that mistake, but they don't think that what looks good on Nicki Minaj will work for them. Quite a few Internet aficionados are Asian, and some are Black, so there's nothing wrong with designing and marketing styles for non-White people online. Just balance inclusiveness with practicality.

Some of us honestly don't notice or care about clothes as long as they cover as much skin as is required by local law. Some of us are fashion-conscious and may, if we're not thinking about something else, do detailed analyses of what is and isn't working for the celebrity or model on the screen. No, this does not mean that we're attracted to the model. Yes, in fact, any suggestion that we're thinking about the model as anything but part of a fashion image is likely to be offensive.

Even if the primary content is a football game you can never afford to assume that the Internet audience is all male. Even those of us who are male are likely to be in heterosexual relationships. Don't tolerate content, messages, or comments that offend women.

Be cautious even about things that are controversial among different social groups of women. I am a lady, and if you can't avoid calling me in public, the least obnoxious thing to call me is "Ma'am." (I don't particularly like "Ma'am," either, and if you are a store employee "My Lord and Master the Honorable Customer" might be more appropriate, but I ignore people who blat out my name in public and I think people who call strangers by what are generally perceived as terms of endearment need to be in prison.) I don't understand why some women who are not ladies wouldn't want to be included in the category of ladies, but some women don't. So how do you address the female customers in the audience? By showing a product that females buy, of course. Words like "dresses" or "lipstick" are personal enough.

A majority of Internet users, though only a minority of people in the real world, hold political views that could be described as left-of-center. Don't mistake "majority" for "everyone." Don't signal stupidity by participating in stereotypes about "conservatives" being racists or fascists. Don't show bigotry with stereotypes about "DEI hires" being incompetent tokens, either.

A personal site or social media page that shows no political leanings whatsoever loses credibility. There may be no need to endorse candidates or parties but readers will want to know what basis you have for whatever statements you make. Individuals have personal tastes and opinions. A majority of Internet users vote Democrat but those of us who are not in the Democratic Socialists clique, even among D voters, do look for evidence that the individual is observing, thinking, writing, singing, etc., about the real world rather than partisan rhetoric. Ability to work with Rs is a good quality for a D to have. Ability to like and be amused by D extremists like Bernie Sanders and Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez is a good quality even for Rs to have, but seriously backing their bids for presidential campaigns raises questions of credibility.

A business site doesn't need to mention anything that's not directly related to business. A business can have a blog with monthly posts on topics like "How different are this year's blenders from last year's blenders?" or "How to change the ink cartridges in the Model XYZ printer," without losing credibility. 

Some specific rules for Internet advertising can also be included in the category of showing respect. Here's a short list of fifteen:

1. Don't show the same ad in the same place twice. That means that, if people are logged into sites like Youtube or X, you should ask those sites to make sure they don't show the same ad to the same account twice.

2. Require political campaign ads to focus on who the candidate advertised is, what that person has done in the past, and/or what that person hopes to do if elected. Don't focus on the opposition. Advertising tends to arouse reactions on a spectrum from skeptical to hostile, at best, and if a political ad tries to show "the worst of" another candidate the effect on voters can easily be, "The worst of Candidate B looks better than the best of Candidate A." Images showing a candidate shaking someone's hand, debating with an opponent, or posing for a family picture are acceptable as long as they make it absolutely clear whom they're about. E.g., if more than one face can be seen in a photo, be sure the candidate's face is front and center.

3. Don't advertise patent remedies for anything. Don't show or discuss any part of the body in health or disease. (Yes, you can advertise shoes without mentioning feet.) Anyone stupid enough to pay for an advertisement in the genre of "This product may cause blindness, cancer, projectile vomiting even in people who have not heard this advertisement, abnormal growths in bizarre places, and sudden death in people under age . Ask your doctor today whether this product is right for YOUR seasonal allergies!" should not be talking to adults outside the family without supervision.

4. There's nothing wrong with "funny" ads where people show how clueless and confused they can be. There's nothing wrong with ads where people proclaim in authoritative tones that "This product out-performed twenty other competing products at removing stains from a white rug" or "This product contains lavender oil." There is, however, a tedious and offensive stereotype about ads where a woman plays the clueless character and a man speaks with the voice of authority. Don't use that combination. 

5. Actually, considering the sensitivities of some Internet users, it's a good idea to try to avoid using images of living people in advertisements at all. You can display pictures of shirts on hangers, food on tables, cars on roads, etc., without showing a single human face. Try it! It saves the cost of paying models!

6, If you really want to attract the eye to an ad, turn off all the sound. People who are in the habit of ignoring commercial natter will look at the screen to see what's wrong. That's when they'll see your product and associate it with a feeling of relief--"Oh, it's only a quiet advertisement." 

7. One advertisement among fifty social media posts is acceptable. The current formula at X, e.g., is not acceptable. For me to go back to using X regularly I'd need to see a solid majority of posts from the free accounts of private people and a minimum of posts from corporations or politicians. That includes news headlines. I used to use Twitter for the news headlines but that was before the Trusted News Initiative. I don't want to support censored news sites in any way; until the New York Times has fully repudiated TNI and run whole front-section features about why people should not use those profitable products whose manufacturers wanted censorship, I'd as soon be seen looking at porn as looking at a NYT headline.  

8.. Up to two minutes of advertisement per hour of video content is acceptable, provided that the ad does not interrupt a speech or a piece of music. If the choice is between 2:01 minutes and 1:35 minutes, always go with 1:35.

9. Understand that, if you want to sell anything to Internet users, your best bet would be to discard the advertisements and pay Internet users to produce content about your products' reviews and ratings. The experience of reading those reviews and ratings in order to write an article or present a photo essay about what people who did use it liked about your product is more likely than anything else to make Internet users think thoughts like "I might find a use for a blender some day, and if I did Brand X seems to be a good brand." Sometimes it might even get your product onto an Amazon Wish List.

10. People who read other people's personal blogs will probably skip the product reviews. If they do read the product reviews, they're looking for a flippant, snarky tone, not a gush of praise that nobody's going to believe. The overall tone of a good personal product review is favorable to the product, but phrasings that show that it's an individual's thoughts NOT a Madison Avenue advertisement are also important. 

Seriously. As a bookseller I've found that sparing use of certain phrases that living writers don't like to see in book reviews consistently moves books:

* "I don't like this kind of thing myself, but some people do."

* "This book has a strong enough sense of place to make me feel glad that, whatever else may be going wrong, I'm not in the place this book is written about."

* "This writer completely misunderstands (women, vegetarians, people who buy canned soup) and shouldn't have tried to write about them."

* "There is some good material in this book. All of that good material is better expressed in other books on the subject, such as __, __, and __. What is uniquely found in this book is a load of pants."

* "The funny stories in this book didn't make me laugh, but some of the serious exposition did."

Book readers will buy books, and other things, just to see which side of a difference they are on. If the product is salty garlic-flavored toothpaste, and some people say "That's a disgusting idea" and others say "That's a refreshing change from sweet mint- or cinnamon-flavored toothpaste," book readers will want to find out firsthand where they stand in this controversy. So don't be afraid to ask bloggers for honest product reviews, even if what they say about some products is "The product arrived with an important working part broken, and while it was on the porch the neighbor's dog expressed his opinion of the product in such a way that I've never actually used it as advertised, but it makes a nice $79 flowerpot." 

11. The key to using individual bloggers' research pieces about product ratings is to plan on a slow steady trickle of results. Many Internet users are poor; many are "retired"; many have disabilities. We aren't going to buy sports cars. We do, however, have young relatives who might be interested in such things. We can say to them, "Well, the Gran Gasto seems to run about twice as long on average as the Depense Extreme runs before breaking down. The Molto Costoso has a lot of transmission problems," and they pass this along to their friends, and the overall result may sell a few dozen Gran Gastos. If you are planning to downgrade the Gran Gasto once you've attracted interest to the name, you are not a nice person and we'll make sure everybody knows that too. Plan on at least a five-year sales cycle for the Gran Gasto.

12. There are brands that do "sell themselves." They sell the stores that retail them. Stores in my neighborhood don't hang out signs saying "Try 'Carhartt' brand workwear"; they hang out signs saying "We have Carhartt." I suppose there might once have been ads for Carhartt but the way people my age found out about it was probably going to a job site in some cute little outfit we had worn to a few college classes, and having a senior co-worker say, while snapping the cuffs up or down on his insulated coveralls, "What you need is a Carhartt." Or they read a report from some place that had had a problem with bogus disaster relief volunteers whose real interest was access to the contents of damaged houses in a nicer neighborhood than their own, and the writer said, "If you come around here offering to help rebuild houses, and I don't see your tool kit and Carhartt..." That is the kind of "advertising" Internet users trust, ourselves, and the kind you want to let us help you build...if your product deserves it. Be honest with yourself. The only way to get the kind of free advertising Carhartt gets is to deliver the kind of product Carhartt delivers.

13. If yours is one of the brands that advertise its retailers more than vice versa, consider whether cutting advertising expenses might be more profitable than any kind of advertising. The world does not need another Coca-Cola ad jingle. Most people can sing two or three different ones already. Coca-Cola might benefit from more sales, and at this point the way it could get them would be to stop advertising and cut the price of a 2L bottle back to 89 cents. What we all learned from the "make soda pop controversial and raise the price" campaign is that a lot of former Coca-Cola drinkers find that generic cola drinks aren't bad.

14. Unless your product is exclusively for some sort of minority lifestyle choice, avoid associating it with any specific lifestyle choice. People avoid buying things they associate with people they don't want to be like. They may give you credit for niceness if your ad for children's play clothes features a child in a wheelchair or even a child wearing glasses, but they'll buy the clothes modelled by a child in perfect health. Most men don't want anything worn or used by a male model shown touching another man, either--they don't want to invite that kind of attention. Relatively thin women don't buy things they've seen modelled by fatter women. Some people in their thirties even avoid things they've seen modelled by people in their sixties. And you do not want to put a spokesman for anything as controversial as, say, choosing not to homeschool when the choice was available, at the front of an ad campaign.

15. Music or words. Not both. Never, never, never keep a drum beating in the background while someone brays about your product. It sounds so much like an old-school used car advertisement that it would turn me off even an old-school used car dealership. Music playing while the words you want to associate with the product appear on the screen makes the important statement that you're a polite, respectful company. People talking--normally, never loudly, never using the imperative mood--can help clear up any confusion shoppers may have expressed about whether the garlic paste in the tube is meant to go on toothbrushes, on sandwiches, or both. But choose between words or music.

Book Review: Falling for My Office Grump

Title: Falling for My Office Grump

Author: Callie More

Date: 2024

Quote: "McCarthy sent us here to get the job done. That's all we should be focusing on."

Miles is perceived by their co-workers as McCarthy's pet, and as grumpy, because he's task-oriented. "I can't believe McCarthy made me bring you along," is what he says when told to work with Kaylee, whom he finds attractive. Kaylee reckons that would be because Cranberry Creek is her home town; she has a vision of how she wants to renovate the hotel their company is renovating. Miles is fair and generous. When even he realizes that McCarthy is giving him credit for Kaylee's good work, he stands up for her. 

It's a sweet romance so you know where that's going to lead. There will be more novels about Kaylee and her book club buddies. If you like sweet romances you'll probably want to collect them all. 

Wednesday, January 7, 2026

Web Log for 1.5-6.26

Good News 

Scott Adams accepts Pascal's Wager.


Bad news: Christians who heard the good news immediately started nagging and haggling. "You have to 'be saved' OUR WAY or it won't work!" 

Christians. God is bigger than any of us. God made Scott Adams' brain and God knows whether Adams has sincerely repented of his unbelief, and any other errors he can remember having made in this lifetime, and has been forgiven. Adams has a different sort of brain than we have. That is why we've loved and learned from his writing for so long. That analytical left brain is probably not going to start hugging people and speaking in tongues. We are told that St. Thomas had his doubts, too, and yet he became one of the most effective of the apostles. Don't sweat it. If God really needs for an analytical mind to have an irrational experience, God will supply that experience; if God does not supply that experience, God is not finding it necessary. It's none of our business which.

I have been baptized. By immersion, though not in a river. And the truth is that I don't remember which of the two applicable Bible verses was pronounced at the moment of my baptism--I remember both being used in the service--because what I heard when I was actually baptized was splasshhh. I don't find anything in the Bible or the Constitution that says that people can't be baptized again, or can't be married to the same person again; there used to be a couple who thought they were making a statement by having more than one wedding for every year they were married. One ceremony is enough but people can go through more than one, in order to have a celebration with friends. While my husband was alive I thought about having a wedding party in Virginia for an anniversary some year, and I'm not opposed to having a baptism in a river in Virginia some year, as a celebration...but I would not consider repeating either ceremony just to please some control freak who thinks that there is only one way to become a Christian, or a wife, or a nurse or anything else, and they control that way. That way of thinking does not come from God or even from any kind of earthly enlightenment. It comes from some sinful mortal's selfish ego, and it needs to be crucified.

In any case I have loved the work of a lot of writers and musicians who weren't Christians, and have prayed for them as I read or listened, and it's a source of joy to claim Scott Adams as a brother in the faith. 

Music, Local 

A blogger I follow only irregularly, because this is the kind of thing he does, posted a monster playlist of forty-eight songs (some of them are spoken word pieces) by Matthew West. I usually either get up or go to sleep before sitting through forty songs at one video link, but here I am, midway through number 40 of 48, middle of the night, eyes wide open. I think there's a little too much drum, but as the carol so famously reminds us, for many years drumming was the only accompaniment a lot of (Christmas and other) carols got. This is the Christmas album. Let's just say the man from Franklin, Tennessee, is seriously into Christmas. If you think Christmas music is over, go ahead, click over, and click around to hear his year-round songs.


Revenge 

Why lie? Part of me just loves this vintage X post (click to enlarge the screenshot). It's still floating around the'Net because part of a lot of people loves it. It appeals to something deep in our human nature.


I don't know whether this is a news report or a parable, but...A fellow who was in hiding from the law, because he was an illegal immigrant it turned out, shot a police officer eight times. The police rallied around their own and shot the man 68 times. The coroner pronounced that he died of natural causes. Someone asked how the coroner figured that, and the coroner said, "Because when you have 68 bullets in you, you are naturally going to die." 

I remember someone telling a similar story in the Friday Market, many years ago. The teller said he came from a different county, and what his town was known for--I didn't understand clearly how long ago he said this had happened--was that an escaped mental case had molested a nice local girl. "And nobody could charge any one of us with killing him, because we all did it, every one!" As in Fried Green Tomatoes? I never knew for sure. 

Urban legends like that probably have happened somewhere, and part of us thinks they should have happened. There's an old story, which may once have been true, about a large extended family in my town: You can pick a fight with one of them, if you're stupid enough. It will be a fair fight. One to one. The rest of the clan, or a significant number of them, will be there just to see fair play. And then, if you aren't thoroughly defeated in that one fight, another one of them will have something to say about your having picked a fight with his brother or cousin. And if you are still standing when that one has finished with you, the next one...and so on. In the generation about which that story was told, there were twenty-five or thirty boys and almost as many girls. (Schoolyard violence was apparently expected, but it was gender-segregated.) So it will not end well. Part of me thinks, "Oh ha ha, very Southern Gothic," and part of me remembers a fight that stopped when the relatives of the kindergartners involved started to stand up and watch, and thinks, "Wouldn't it be cool if we really were like that today." 

It's called "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth," and it eventually leaves everyone involved blind.