Friday, September 18, 2026

Web Log for 9.16-17.26

Absolutely no Web surfing took place on 9.15.26. I went out in the poisoned air and spent the rest of the day feeling sleepy and dopey. Now I don't want to get too far from the bathroom. This is an ongoing problem that has reached a point where it could be solved by the usual solution to all problems I've had, namely money. Rather large amounts of money I'm afraid; I'm not asking for pocket change. If you are an old, rich relative who could stand to part with a couple hundred thousand dollars you're only going to pay taxes on, let's talk. Offline. This web site will now address the more typical Internet audience who do your reading at work or school to save the cost of buying books. This web site recommends that you buy more books, selectively. 

You can of course select my light verse chapbook, The First Book of Bad Poetry (TM), which contains all new poems that have never appeared here. They were on my Substack. Once a year the Substack poems become a book. There's still room for a few founding subscribers to receive them, free of charge, as they appear. If the Internet lasts, eventually subscriptions will cost money, as do books.

Meanwhile...

Animals 

Monarch butterflies start migrating south.


Fashion 


Found on the Lonely Libertarian blog. Lens credits Carol Alexander-Price on Facebook. This is why most women would rather run the wasteful air conditioning in the car than just roll down the windows. 

Food 

Pawpaws are coming into season. They are safe to eat...for most people. Some people are allergic to pawpaws. Like bananas, they're ripe and edible when they look rotten, the peels black, the fruit mushy. They can be picked, or picked up, while slightly green and ripened in the house for a day or two. If green, however, they're toxic. Like green tomatoes, they contain enough of the plant's biochemical defense to go beyond being merely indigestible. 


What happens when human-made chemicals are thrown into the mix? My guess is that that's when pawpaws, soursops, and other foods like bananas and tomatoes, really become toxic. The pawpaw is not a fruit anyone should ever try picking green and ripening with glyphosate. It bites back. Especially if cooked. In olden days the pioneers who might have had no other fruit when they binged on pawpaws didn't get Parkinson's Disease, but pawpaws in the diet and paraquat in the air do not mix well.

Music 

Glen Campbell.


Kurt Elling.


Willie Nelson.


Kellie Pickler.


Kentucky Headhunters.


Johnny Cash (with Jimmy Rodgers).


If you play it at normal speed, this is exercise music with a madly speeded-up video of how someone drew a cartoon robot in Windows Excel. (Yes, Windows had invented graphics programs before this; the person was showing off, using Excel.) I've not tried slowing it down, but it might be possible to learn something about computer graphics that way.


John Mitchell and Jim Feeney.


The Troggs. (Yes, this is one of the world's most stupid songs. That is what makes it special. One of the sisters and I used to laugh at it.)


Mark Knopfler.


Jordan Winkler. (Topical, with rude language.)


The Divinyls. (The kind of desperate caterwauling that would scare any man in his right mind away from these girls--they don't look that bad, but wow, what a heap of needy.)


Exercise music with cartoons.


Extremely rude parody from the Obama years. If you listen, don't let your parents/children know. If you're too young to remember, note the internal inconsistencies of the accusations...nobody is trying to claim that Obama did any of these things, only that they thought it would have been funny if he did.


Macklemore (the song parodied, above).


Celtic Thunder.


Choo Choo Eddy.


Some unidentified church group.


Slim Harpo.


Bellamy Brothers.


Peppermint Harris.


Computer-generated barbershop quartet.


Second Amendment 


Found on the Mirror. Lens says it was posted as a black-and-white photo, with the same caption, by Jim Smrt on Linked In, later cartoonified and colored and used by lots of other people.

I don't think I've ever read all of The Federalist Papers or even found them in one place, but should you know anyone stupid enough to try to reopen any further debate about gun bans, the most relevant interpretation of the Second Amendment is FP #46, written by James Madison. 

Technology 


Why is anyone paying rent on things we used to buy--may have already bought and discarded in favor of the newest thing! If you're serious about ending climate change and keeping obnoxious "data center" construction out of your neighborhood, STOP PAYING RENT FOR ELECTRONICS. Remember, people can live well without any electronics. Landline phones or none. Computers with hard drives or none. Chip-free appliances (and cars) or none. Tell the corporations we're not paying rent on "the cloud" (any more, if we ever did). They can only do what the market allows. We are the market. We can stop this abomination--if we choose. We can make "the cloud" backfire like the Edsel, like Dylan Mulvaney.

New Book Review: The Dreaming Collection

Title: The Dreaming Collection 

Author: E.C. Myatt

Date: 2026

Quote: "Chasing the fairytale again, are we?"

We are. These are a set of stories about couples for whom a physical attraction led into True Love. Unlike the boxed sets of six romances a month that made Harlequin/Silhouette/Zebra rich in the twentieth century, though, these romances involve people at different stages in life for whom Romantic Love works in unusual ways. In the first story a couple flop into bed, the woman wanting to break an engagement she's sensed will lead to a boring marriage, the man wanting to fight back against a chronic disease...

Achalasia. What's that? The name comes from Greek and means "no relaxation." It's one of those rare gastrointestinal diseases that seems to have become, recently, about ten times as common as it used to be; from something 1 out of 100,000 people have to something 1 out of 10,000 people have. The digestive tract fails to relax so that food can pass down. Government-approved medical sites don't offer an explanation for its cause, suggesting that some sort of genetic predisposition may be involved. Oh right. Glyphosate is known to cause ulceration of the digestive tract more often than it causes spasticity, but it can cause both. In the story Elliot, the character who has achalasia, does not explain his condition; Emma loves him enough to look it up, quietly, without telling us what she learned.

Anyway, Emma finds Elliot so attractive that she flops undeterred by the blood on his clothes and recent surgery wound on his abdomen. They become friends-with-benefits. Emma has an income and doesn't want to seem like a gold-digger. Elliot is rich. After twenty-five years, they get married.

Other variations on what seemed, when I researched the topic, to be the universal male fantasy blur into the "happily ever after" female fantasy in this book. There's a "water person" who lives on and near water and knows it's True Love when the other person, though less obsessed, is excited by skinny-dipping too. There's a couple who bond on a train ride. There's an elderly widow who ventures out into society again and straightaway finds a seccond Romantic Love. 

All of these romantic dreams are oh-so-very British (although some of them involve travel to Europe) and are written with just enough attention to body parts to make clear when the male fantasy--feel, flop, make babies, repeat--is being enacted. Or, in Southern Baptist dialect, the Ten Commandments are being broken. In real life this behavior would lead to guilt, buyers' remorse, pregnancy panics and probably bitter break-ups. In these stories it leads to long-term Romantic Love.

If stories where breaking the Ten Commandments is rewarded, rather than punished, appeal to you then you must have this anthology. It's a fantasy, like Santa Claus. If you remember that it wouldn't work in real life, but the fantasy gets you into the mood to welcome your husband home during the hours before the children come home, I say blessed be.

Thursday, September 17, 2026

Book Review: Rescued by My Brother's Best Friend

Title: Rescued by My Brother's Best Friend 

Author: Abby Greyson

Date: 2023

Quote: "This trip has become a nightmare, and I haven't made it home yet!"

The other car banging into hers was bad enough but what really makes Emma want to die of embarrassment is that the man helping her out of the wreck is her brother's best friend, Lane, on whom she's always had a doomed crush. She went to the city to forget about him. She came back, and he's still single and still her brother's business partner. Some part of her has to have known this but for now she's wallowing in embarrassment.

It gets worse before it's over. The young men find the manuscript for Emma's current romance novel. It's about a hero who resembles Lane and is the heroine's brother's best friend. Real guys would deal with their embarrassment at such a thought by joking about it. Lane and Emma's brother Kieran are so tactful it hurts. We are not on the planet Earth. This romance takes place on the Lost Planet of Nice.

This short, sweet romance might have been finished and published a little too quickly, but it shouldn't embarrass readers very much, even if children find it.

Wednesday, September 16, 2026

Ten Fictional Characters I'd Invite to Dinner

This week's Long & Short Reviews prompt asks reviewers which fictional characters we'd invite to dinner. 

In theory this could mean dinner-and-a-movie alone,as in a date, or dinner-with-the-family, as in fun for the whole family to know, or any number of other things...People I invite to dinner, in real life, are people who've invited me, or people I want to interview in an informal way. On an Internet writer's income those invitations are few and far between. But let's imagine that I was rich and could afford to host dinner parties where people would have some interests in common, and enjoy meeting each other...

1. Before Robert Louis Stevenson invented his Mr Hyde, who was British so presumably wrote "Mr" without a period, Louisa May Alcott had invented a Mr. Hyde, who was American so presumably used the period. Mr. Hyde was not a regular lecturer at Plumfield, but a family friend whose company the Little Men enjoyed. He is thought to have been based on Alcott's own family friend, Henry David Thoreau. He was a New England naturalist and a sort of father-figure for Dan, the orphan who had been homeless for too long to settle down in a nice quiet home. He didn't get a lot of lines in the book. Alcott's audience failed to ask for a book where he was a primary character. It might be interesting to get to know him better.

2. So, a logical person to seat near him would be either Dan or Jo from Little Men, but that would raise the question of inviting the whole Plumfield crowd. They'd be fun to know, I suppose, in a sententious and Victorian way, like old school Seventh-Day Adventists. But a Top Ten List should steer readers to ten books, so why not Mark Herron, the orphan adopted into Elizabeth Enright's Melendy Family partly because he impressed the Melendy kids by being an amateur naturalist. Obviously this is going to be a family-friendly party. Some people's plus-ones may be their parents, or adoptive parents.

3. Mark might like Sam Gribley from Jean George's My Side of the Mountain. Sam knew enough about the woods in upstate New York to live in them on his own for a year. (He's one of the few human characters by whom George's novels were driven. Usually, even if the point of view is human, the central characters in her books are animals.)

4. People can bring their own dates to this party, which may be the kind where people form single-sex conversation groups and there's nothing wrong with that, but it needs some women. Why not Della Turnbow from Barbara Kingsolver's Flight Behavior? Even if she's not reconciled with her husband, she'd behave decently in a group that includes children. 

5. And Susie Schnitzer from Harriette Simpson Arnow's Weedkiller's Daughter. At the end of her story she's still Green mostly because her parents aren't, but she appreciates nature enough to fit in with this group.

6. So, why not poor little Nina from Lynne Kelly's Secret Language of Birds? That child needs to know that older people appreciate nature and wildlife. Older people who are nicer than her parents. Role models. 

7. Fern Arable in Charlotte's Web is too young to be invited to a dinner party but, since everyone here is familiar with time travelling, maybe someone can find and invite her after she's a bit older. She has enough sensitivity to other lifeforms that she'd fit in. (A lot of my favorite fictional characters are children.)

8. So has Laura Ingalls from Laura Ingalls Wilder's Little House books. This party needs more adults so let's invite her from The First Four Years, when she's considered a young adult

9. And why not Jesse Aarons from Katherine M. Paterson's Bridge to Terabithia?

10. And, since we're time travelling all over the place and we need an older person, Bertha Damon's Grandma from Grandma Called It Carnal. She has to have been fictionalized, even if she's supposed to be fact-based, and she'd be fun.

Well, dinner parties aren't usually children's parties, but there we are. Children are not the focus of aunts' lives but they have tended to be the focus of this aunt's parties. I like people who are Green and these characters are Green. I like adults who are comfortable around children and these characters are that. 

(Note that that awful cat-hating bed-flopping female from Prodigal Summer is NOT invited--she might not behave well with either the cats or the children. I thought about the nameless narrator from Surfacing, but who knows what might trigger another mental breakdown for her. I thought about Elaine Rowley and her family from Cat's Eye, but couldn't pick just one of them. I thought about some characters from non-US novels and decided that, although this crowd is comfortable with time travel, what they all have in common is a love of North American wildlife, and characters from other places might fit in better at a different party...and anyway, Grandma makes ten.)

(If you've read this far, please don't stop reading because you don't want to be invited to any of my parties! I hardly ever throw parties, and if you visited my town in real life I'd want to have lunch with you at your choice of the Mexican restaurant, the 1950s diner, or the cafe.)

Book Review: A Fishy Murder Case

Title: A Fishy Murder Case

Author: Tabitha Knight

Date: 2023

Quote: "I'm just here for my girlfriend. You won't catch me anywhere near one of these mutts if I can help it."

Leon is a jerk who hates dogs, even the lovable retriever his girlfriend wants to train him to walk on a leash. Still, when he's murdered, Nia and her friend Detective Istas want to know whodunit. What they learn will tap back into Nia's history and involve her family. For both amateur and professional detectives, this story has an unusually happy ending.

This is a short, clean, cozy mystery that few parents would really mind their children reading.   

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

Regular Petfinder Post: Dachshunds and Shorr-Haired Cats

This is Biscuit from NYC. See below.


I do know what got into me today. The cats have missed Wonder-kitten. Silver missed having kittens; she inherited the Seralini trait and most of her kittens seemed to be nothing but little bundles of excreted toxicity that nature never intended to live, and the first time she gave birth to living kittens who wanted milk she seemed to have some trouble starting the cycle, but she enjoyed nursing kittens. Most female cats apparently do. I think she's been spayed, without my consent. This year, either she's had more unpleasant glyphosate reactions due to being unable to sequester toxins in fetuses, or she's had more unpleasant reactions to something in "New Roundup," or maybe both. She's often looked as sore-eyed as Pastel used to look. She seemed miffed that Wonder didn't want to start a lactation cycle, and then, after he died, one evening she solicited attention and even snuggles, which she never does under normal circumstances, and I've not seen her since. Apparently Wild Thyme died by misadventure and Silver went off in search of kittens. If she can't have kittens of her own, knowing Silver, she's likely to look for another cat who has some and try to be that cat family's nursemaid. Social cats normally do rear kittens together. Normal cats may or may not understand.

I've missed Silver, but, docile though she is, she wants what she wants. She was delighted to be an indoor pet in winter. In summer, not so much. The alternative to letting her go out and endanger her life would have been to keep her, literally, like a caged animal in the house. As things are...if she finds a mate, or even a cat family that will have her as a nursemaid, she may want to move in with those cats' humans, and if not she may be able to remember the way home again. Or someone might recognize this little face, on what is now a middle-aged cat, and bring her home.


Silver is still small and slim, healthy weight eight or nine pounds; not particularly cuddly and not particularly gentle, but not aggressive, likely to sit beside a person or on person's knee with her claws out; usually very quiet and polite, not usually likely to overeat though she has a good appetite and eats quickly. If she looks bleary-eyed, sniffles, wheezes, or coughs it's probably a glyphosate reaction that will pass. She was treated for worms after living as a feral cat two years ago, responded well to treatment, but may have an additional, less common parasite problem--a vet would be able to tell from a fecal sample. She is a sensitive little animal who wants very much to be loved by other social cats. She accepts love and affection from humans, but it's just not the same.

Missing Silver, who neighbors think is roaming around in the woods, may have something to do with the fact that I became involved with what is apparently a routine event in two towns in California, the slaughter of pets who've not been adopted in one month. This shouldn't happen. I didn't want to believe it would happen if people posted about it on social media--but after "trending" in the middle of the night, the topic was overshadowed by more ignorance about Lindsay Clancy in the daytime. 

So there was that, when I was awake, and then there was the stage of a glyphosate reaction that involves narcolepsy, interference with both waking and sleeping, and probably kidney damage. I blame the brainfog on having gone out in the beautiful, cool, sunny morning to talk to visitors. Thought as well as movement, even typing, are taking place at about half my usual pace. It's now almost 10 p.m. and here I am finishing the post I should have had up here before 10 a.m. Anyway. Here are the usual shelter animal photos.

What's a Clumber Spaniel? you might be asking. The name was familiar to me from a short story by Eleanor Farjeon, in which a young man with few advantages in life wrote to a woman, "MY LOVE! I love you because you are lovely like my Pup." 


This is a show-quality "Clumber Pup." So Farjeon may have been saying that the girl was not what we would now consider very pretty.

Clumber Spaniels differ from other spaniel breeds in being thickset, short (up to 20" at the shoulder) but very heavy (55-85 pounds). This breed originated in England and has mostly stayed there. Clumber Spaniels do exist in the US, and Petfinder has pages for them, but no shelter in the Eastern States currently has one seeking adoption. They are a breed the Bossyboots of Britain do not approve of, probably because they have long hair and floppy ears.

So we move on to the next breed on the list of dog breeds the Busybodies & Nannies hate, which is Dachshunds, which are better known in the US. Dachshunds are the "sausage dogs" with the long slim bodies and short legs. There's a larger variety that stand up to 9" high at the shoulder, and a "miniature" variety up to 6" high. Not bred to be able to survive on their own, they appeal to humans because they're small and non-threatening. Like Chihuahuas, they can chomp, if they're driven to it, but they're not hard for a human to kill. If the human believed they needed to be killed, anyway. The normal human reaction to a Dachshund is to want to pick it up and cuddle it. Adult dogs usually don't want to be picked up and cuddled, but if they're Dachshunds they usually can learn to tolerate this behavior.

But a friend's Dachshund asked me to tell you that she would prefer that people let her sniff their feet and then throw something for her to chase. She has that in common with my non-cuddly cat Serena. She will snuggle beside her human and take naps, as adult cats and dogs normally do with friends of any species, but she is not a baby and does not want to be used as a substitute for one.

Small as they are, Dachshunds are indeed hounds--hunting dogs. The larger variety were bred to dig badgers out of their burrows, the "miniatures" to dig out rabbits. They are strong for their size, and heavy (the taller ones can weigh up to 30 pounds), and they can be stubborn. They can usually bark like big dogs, which makes them effective watchdogs. They can be reckless. They were bred to go into small places and kill and carry out animals as big as they are, or bigger. You want them to tell you when strangers approach, not get themselves killed by tearing into a sharp-hoofed deer, a man, or even a bear who persists in approaching. 

If they get enough of the right kind of exercise Dachshunds normally live 12 to 16 years. They may need help to maintain a healthy weight and avoid forms of exercise that might overstrain their backs.  Jumping or climbing stairs can be dangerous. They are generally healthy dogs but should be checked for heart and joint defects. They need exercise on the level; they prefer to be near their humans, are often happiest as indoor pets, but live longest if they walk outdoors regularly. They are most likely to pay attention to the noises humans make when they love and want to please thei humans; they don't like to feel that they've been bullied into doing anything. 

As a breed Dachshunds receive full marks for loyalty to their humans, good marks for good behavior with other animals and small children. 

Zipcode 10101: Biscuit from NYC 
[see above]


They think a Dachshund managed to crossbreed with a German Shepherd. Biscuit was picked up as a stray dog, but seems friendly and eager to be a pet (again?).

Moonshine from NYC


Though they think the person who put him in the shelter was unkind to him, and he's very wary about loud noises and sudden movements, Moonshine is said to be generally friendly. He wants to sleep on his human's bed and is said to meow to be let into his foster family's bedrooms, but "will stop after about twenty minutes."  

Zipcode 20202: Delta from DC 


Thought to be about 8 months old and part retriever, Delta currently weighs 18 pounds and is expected to grow to as much as 30 pounds. She's not fully trained; she's just a puppy.

Garbanzo Bean from South Carolina by Way of DC 


Seriously? The rest of the litter of kittens named after varieties of bean were cuter than that? I don't want to know. Anyway, this is the kitten who's remained unadopted long enough to be advertised in DC. Basic spring kitten story. To her former human family I say: if you could put that little face in a shelter, any cat who puts up with you probably deserves to be sterilized. Just do it. 

Zipcode 30303: Jazmina from Douglasville 



She's in a county shelter; they don't have much to say about her. I'm not sure why her best photo displays sidewise. Blogspot does not have a mechanism for fixing this.

Sailor Pluto from Chattanooga by way of Atlanta 


They think this one is a future Queen Cat with that way of staring at people before she decides to snuggle. There's also a "Sailor Mercury" whose distinguishing quality appears to be shyness. They don't insist on the two kittens being adopted together, but two kittens are generally easier to live with than one kitten...unless you have a young adult cat like our Drudge, who really seemed to enjoy reliving kittenhood with Wonder. 

Petfinder Post: The Deadliest Shelter in California

Posting on social media, very late at night, can be dangerous.

I was up last night, being my own nightwatchman again. About 2 a.m. I finished an e-book on Book Funnel, deleted it, and clicked over to X to note that I now preferred to read e-books on Book Funnel rather than Kindle because on Book Funnel, when I've read a book and thought that one reading was enough, I just click on "delete" right there on my "library" page, whereas Amazon now requires us to open a new tab and click around on the Amazon page to delete books from Kindle. 

Wait a minute. What was on the "Trending" list? At 2 a.m., what people were tweeting about was a dog execution day in California.

California likes to claim it's a no-kill state, but actually it has two county shelters, in Modesto and in a little town called Apple Valley, where pets get three or four weeks, max, and then they're killed.

Today is the last-chance adoption day for several pets. 


This is Myrtle from Apple Valley. Myrtle is not scheduled for execution today but she has plenty to yowl about. 


Apple Valley's "browse pets" page is long. Cats and dogs of every description and a tame turtle and a pet pig. Apparently, according to the video a shelter volunteer posted, they're still kept in a traditional shelter arrangement. While the volunteer was trying to show how friendly one puppy was, all the other dogs were barking and howling, "Me! Pick me! No me!" in the background.

All overpriced, until the 15th of the month. Then many are available free of charge. Then the ones who weren't picked go to the gas chamber.

"Harvey" caught my eye. "Harvey" is a handsome dog with a black and tan coat, a mix of Doberman and German Shepherd. 

Beautiful breeds. 

Handsome dogs. Strong. Healthy. Clever. Good instinctive hunters. In the wild they'd go feral and devolve back into coyotes, but they'd probably survive on their own. 

They are of course good-sized dogs. They eat a lot. They can trot beside you for a few miles, and nobody's going to bother you during that walk, but you need to be fairly strong and fast to train these dogs to walk at heel. In the event of problems, including needle phobia, you also need to be strong to get them into a carrying cage ("crated") and deliver them to the vet. 

Harvey was apparently spared at the last minute in August, but not actually adopted, so he's on death row again this month. 

Nobody has said he's been anything but a good dog. Dobermans have a reputation for biting, and they can bite, if they want to, but when they're well kept they don't want to. 

So why has his picture been pulled off the "adoptable" page and, instead of being shared with other organizations in other States, is this reportedly well-behaved dog going to die tomorrow? I don't know. The shelter is in a small, even rural, sort of town and reportedly has room to hold a few dogs over for another month. But they just clear space by killing a lot of animals.

If you are in California, you may still have time to drive out and save a life. Before slaughtering these shelter animals they do offer free foster arrangements and, for some animals, free adoption, to people they consider "local." 

I saw "free foster" and posted that I'd foster a dog if they didn't find someone closer. 

California is a big State. There must be someone closer than I am who can at least feed these dogs for a month or two while advertising them to other people. 

I don't seriously imagine that any volunteer is going to drive or fly out to Gate City, to meet me (in the parking lot in front of Food Lion), check that I'm not on a list of animal abusers while I walk the dog around the parking lot, and deliver the dog to my front gate. But I'll do that, if they will, rather than let these dogs be killed.

Meanwhile, will everyone who can't foster a dog please share pictures everywhere. Tag everyone you know on every social site you use. Possibly, in addition to rescuing dogs, people will feel moved to set up better options for abandoned dogs in Apple Valley and Modesto.

Web Log for 9.14.26

Just music links...

Music

Blind Faith.


Charles Trenet.


Nick Drake.


Trace Adkins. Warning: YouTube thinks they need to protect children from knowing that anything they say might be interpreted as "fighting words." YouTube thinks children should feel encouraged to blurt out anything that's ever made them think, "Why did that person say that? It doesn't sound nice. How would other people react if someone, as it might be I, said that to them?" If you are a child, please ask an older person to post a comment telling YouTube what a silly idea this is.


The Beatles.


Nelson Riddle.


Some Russians dramatizing a ballad with a cartoon video.


Dvorak.


Avishai Cohen.



Jewel.


Junior Brown.


Laika & the Cosmonauts.


The Ballyhooligans.


David Crosby. 


Sir Douglas Quintet.


Tom Petty.


Jesse Colin Young.



Sandy Denny.

New Book Review: Deadly Little Lessons

Title: Deadly Little Lessons

Author: Danielle Valentine

Date: September 15, 2026 

Publisher: Putnam

ISBN: 978-0-593-86041-0

Quote: "[A]ll students will be required to sign a non-disclosure agreement..."

For some writers and publishers in the "dark academia" genre, the goal is to build a perception that higher education attracts unpleasant people, makes people unpleasant, because wanting to qualify for "better" jobs than the proletariat is a bad thing. I'm not sure that that's the intention of this novel but there is a clear suggestion that depriving students of cell phones is something sadistic teachers do when they want to prevent students from telling anyone how extreme their sadistic "teaching methods" have become.

There's also that trope I hate where the girl only thinks she hates the obnoxious boy because she's really attracted to him. I hate that because it feeds into a belief, which teenaged girls don't need, that girls can't find or won't really want to find boyfriends who aren't obnoxious; that girls don't really mind obnoxious behavior because they just want male attention, any attention from any male, any time; that if boys were likable as friends they'd be unattractive as potential mates. None of this is true.

So, as an adult, I don't approve of this novel. My inner teenager remembers the atmosphere at a school where new students were told, "Look at the person on your right. Look at the person on your left. Look at the person in front of you. Only one of the four of you will be here next year," and thinks that Danielle Valentine got that right, anyway. Some attempts to motivate students do have emotionally toxic effects.

Lia and her foster sister Scarlett think they want to get into a prep school called Luminary that guarantees them admission to the college of Lia's choice. Lia believes it's the school where her parents met, before her father blew up a building and inadvertently killed her mother. This turns out not to be her "real" origin story but she's working with it most of the way through the book. Luminary has a beautiful, scenic, rural campus and offers comfortable beds and palatable food. It also piles on the homework for challenging courses. It also uses high-tech, creatively sadistic assignments and tests to motivate the students. Most of the students appear to be injured or killed. Nobody knows for sure whether they're recovering from injuries in the basement, or worse. The students know for sure when a boy who violated the rule about keeping a phone or, worse, trying to make a private phone call, has the bones in his hand cracked with a mallet.

Will the ones who've survived to that point in the term be able to work together to escape from Luminary, despite the armed guards patrolling its walls? Without spoiling the ending, I will say that Lia's willingness to trust a police officer who's arrested her for routine delinquency will serve her well.

I found this an unpleasant story about unpleasant people in unpleasant situations. That's what some teenagers look for, and of course, a moment of thought about how far-fetched the whole story is does make it funny--though I don't think the author or characters are aware that it's funny. As a piece of controlled subversion, an entertaining school story in which the school has to be worse than the one where the intended reader is reading the story, "Deadly Little Lessons" will do.

Monday, September 14, 2026

Web Log for 9.11-13.26

Sigh. The blogroll is still not working. Google has made itself really annoying all weekend...in order to sneak "Gemini" back onto my screen and add lots of new ways corporate sites can violate people's privacy, but not to fix the blogroll. Feh. 

Hunger in America 


Found on the Mirror. Lens traces it to the Minnesota Star-Tribune.

Music 

Jamie O'Neil.


Kurt Elling.


Steve Earle.


Conway Twitty.


Jack Williams.


SheDaisy.


Darius Rucker. (Religious content.)


K.C. and the Sunshine Band.


Barbra Streisand.


Roy Rogers.



Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. 


Unknown parody remake of "Kung Fu Fighting."


Jim Reeves (recording embedded in blog post).


Alan Jackson. (Several people posted this. I thought "25 years...The Nephews might want to know," and made a post here about where I was and what I lost.)


Gunhild Carling.


Someone with the screen name "Maggie the Afterlove Voice."


Someone in India who wanted to be videotaped by a tourist who couldn't spell his name, so the video is titled "Funny Guy in India." 


Willie Nelson.


Kentucky Headhunters.


Johnny Cash.


Politics 


Found on the Mirror. (The face is a generic well-preserved face of course, but the hair could be mine. I don't think I know the cartoonist, so can only guess that the cartoonist knows someone else with very similar hair.)

Book Review: Dogbert's Top Secret Management Handbook

It's another rerun...I returned to my e-books-to-read list, and the book I read today was another Sunday book. I should come to something thoroughly secular soon. I already have a few reviews scheduled for October (Halloween) and December (Christmas) too.

Book Title: Dogbert's Top Secret Management Handbook

Author: Scott Adams

Date: 1996

Publisher: Harper Collins

ISBN: 0-88730-788-4

Illustrations: cartoons by the author

Quote: "If you are not a manager, put this book down right now."

The comedy of the Dilbert cartoon series depended on two basic premises: (1) The managers of the offices you know are human beings, not dogs, cats, rats, or lunatics whose few remaining hairs form little devil horns. (2) If the decisions of the managers you know seem arbitrary, egotistical, and silly, you have a constitutional right to warn them that they're going wrong by showing them a Dilbert cartoon.

Therefore, everybody liked Dilbert cartoons.

While most cartoonists settled for reprinting last year's cartoon strips as a book, Scott Adams pieced his books together with fresh new text in which he explained the thoughts that inspired the cartoons. The use of text seemed to inspire him to fresh satirical blasts. Every page or two still contained a cartoon.

It's all very funny, and while humor-challenged socialists griped because the strip never recommended nationalizing the industry, I occasionally asked myself why Dilbert, Wally, and Alice didn't just start their own business. Big business secret #1: small, efficient businesses are to big, bloated businesses as Jerry Rice is to Rush Limbaugh. Big business secret #2: big, bloated businesses have lobbied for years to create illogical laws that function to keep small, efficient businesses from running circles around big, bloated businesses. You can blame protectionist laws on capitalism and Big Business, or on socialism and Big Government, or (like Lincoln Steffens) simply on "corruption." More than the need to keep the comic strip's appeal to its audience, protectionist laws were what kept Dilbert, Wally, and Alice chained to their cubicles.

Now you know. Knowledge is power. Now you can cut through some of the bloat and necrosis in whatever business you're in. You can be ethical, 99% stress-free while you work, efficient, and creatively fulfilled in self-employment...works for me, when I get work. Or you can join the crowd who just try to be grateful that their wage-slave job isn't quite as ridiculous as Dilbert's.

If you decide to be independent, I think you may need Dilbert more than the wage slaves do. From time to time we need reminders of what we're missing. It's tempting to listen to those who say "Just give up your silly idea and get a real job." 

As if tedium, stupidity, and backstabbing were what made a job "real"?

Butterfly of the Week: Heraclides Caiguanabus

This week's butterfly is found in Cuba and is sometimes called the Cuban Swallowtail. It's also sometimes called Poey's Swallowtail, after the naturalist who first described it. He gave it the official name caiguanabus, from Caiguanabo, a place name meaning "big plantation." The place name is pronounced as spelled in Spanish so the butterfly's name should logically be Kye-gwah-NAH-boos.


This butterfly is hard to find even in Cuba, so its conservation status is unclear. We know there aren't many of H. caiguanabus; we don't know exactly how many there are, or whether there could be more. A few butterflies of this species have been seen in Florida or Mexico. 


Photo by Dayronbreto.Males often show more yellow and brown color, as above, while females are more likely to look white and black or even iridesce blue-green; in some lights their pale spots may look light blue. Females may be slightly larger than males and may have either longer or shorter tails.


Photo by Alex835. 

Tails, and parts of the hind wings, are sometimes missing.This may indicate that the individual survived an attack by a predator. Then again some females just don't have very long tails.


Photo by Alex835. 

The patterning on the neck, especially noticeable in the male, identifies this species. 

Flying adults are seen from April through September at altitudes lower than 1000 feet above sea level. They are often seen sipping nectar from flowers in the genera Lantana, Tournefortia, Ixora, and others. 

The caterpillar can look black from above, brown and white from the side, in what is probably its fifth caterpillar skin, just before pupation. The white markings do not meet across the top side to form a "saddle" or "girdle" as they do for some Swallowtail caterpillars. Caterpillars have been successfully reared on Securinega acidothamnus, a plant in the Euphorbia family, and on Zanthoxylum

Sunday, September 13, 2026

New Book Review: The Cyrene Conspiracy

Title: The Cyrene Conspiracy 

Author: Ali Kaden

Date: 2026

Publisher: Third Culture Soul Publishing

ISBN: 979-8-9976635-0-6 

Quote: "She claimed to have something connected to Jesus and ancient Christianity that she wanted me to investigate."

Amir Zane, a young Egyptian-American writer, is asked to investigate an old parchment on which is written, among other things, "not him but another." 

If you remember Holy Blood Holy Grail or The Da Vinci Code you may now have some idea what to expect Amir is about to learn. There were, in the ancient world, a lot of ideas about who Jesus was and what had become of him. 

What became the orthodox Roman Catholic view, derived from the epistles of Paul in our New Testament, was that the Holy One is a unity of (probably an infinite number of Persons actually, but Three that we think we know about for sure) Three Persons, and Jesus was the one of those Persons who chose to exist in human form for thirty-some years. He didn't exactly look forward to crucifixion, but chose to take human form at a period when publicly doing and saying even the nice things our Gospels record would offend enough "higher-up" people to result in crucifixion. In some cosmic way this willing self-sacrifice of a perfect man atoned for the sinfulness of humankind and allowed those who followed Him to be saved from the eternal destruction our sinfulness deserved. 

Many people find this hard to believe. How could the Holy One have created a universe where some part of God's self would need to be killed by torture to show love for humankind? Couldn't the real story have been something simpler? Maybe Jesus came to show people how to lead a virtuous life, was murdered in the ordinary way, and came back to tell us that the resurrection will set all of our inherently immortal souls free from really ceasing to exist, which some people seem to fear more than they fear the pain of death. Maybe he wasn't even murdered. A theory that the apostle Thomas, whose name means "twin," was Jesus' twin is hard to reconcile with the Gospels. Some people theorized that Jesus had a secret twin who either was the one who walked around Jerusalem after Jesus died, or died in Jesus' place. Maybe even the apostles didn't know about this twin...

Relatively few churches try to reenact the full "Passion" drama. "Passion" does not merely mean the emotional outburst Victorian writers meant by saying someone "flew into a passion" and presumably yelled or cried, nor does it merely mean the physical feelings modern writers usually have in mind. It means "suffering." Before being crucified the Gospels make it clear that Jesus chose to endure some additional torture. The crucificarii, an ancient Roman term of abuse meaning "men about to be crucified" and used as a general term of contempt, were forced to drag their crosses through the streets before they were hanged on them. All of them were thus displayed to the public as sweating, bleeding, miserable messes. Jesus, we are told, had been beaten thoroughly and lost a fair bit of blood before the crucifixion, and the people who came out to taunt and throw things at the crucificarii felt sorry for him. Along the way he collapsed on the ground. Some say the Roman soldiers dragooned someone else into carrying his cross, so that the mob could watch Jesus' final agony on the cross; some say a kind man  volunteered to do it, to spare Jesus some small part of the suffering he had chosen. Some have imagined that Jesus was given an extra-large cross that was meant for Barabbas and had been built by a relative of someone Barabbas had murdered. In any case, all the Gospel writers say about the man who actually carried the cross for the last part of the way was that he was called Simon of Cyrene. 

About the given name, what we know is that "Simon" was one of those names that become popular in multiethnic societies because they seem traditional in more than one language. Two of the apostles were called Simon, at least until Jesus gave one of them the nickname Peter. Many other men used the same name. It does not tell us whether this man was Greek or Jewish.

About the place he came from, history tells us a little more. Cyrene was in Libya but it was built into a city by Greeks; they might have moved away from one of the islands because of renewed volcanic activity. The official leader of the Greeks who settled there was their princess, the daughter of the king they had lost, and the place was named after her. It was dedicated to the sun god Apollo, who was said to be the father of a child to whom the princess gave birth. Several Jews settled there. Later many people in the city became Christians; it had a church, and bishops who are still on the list of obscure saints. Mark, the Gospel writer, was said to have been a Jew from Cyrene who became the city's first bishop. 


Photo of what's left of part of ancient Cyrene from Wikipedia. 


Photo posted on Facebook by Grigol Pheradze. At least the rich people who had their portraits painted or sculpted in ancient Cyrene look more like modern southern Europeans than like modern Africans. Then again, northern Africans don't look all that different from southern Europeans. Nevertheless, when Passion dramas are enacted, any Black man who attends the church is likely to be cast as Simon of Cyrene. Simon of Cyrene may have been Black but, even if he was, he would have been in Jerusalem to trade or to visit relatives, as a well-off gentleman from a wealthy city. He was not a fugitive slave, or if he was one he hadn't been enslaved in Cyrene; ex-slaves didn't claim the places they'd fled from as home. He might have been Jewish. He might have looked remarkably similar to Jesus. He might have been crucified in Jesus' place, while Jesus faded out of mortal view and, as some old texts say, laughed at the idea of mere men thinking they could crucify the Prophet who had become so virtuous as to be allowed to embody God. 

For all Muslims, Jesus is remembered as a prophet, sometimes called the greatest of prophets, a sinless teacher of peace and mercy. "We don't say 'Son of God,'" a Muslim once explained to me, "but 'Soul of God'. Anyone could choose to embody the Soul of God, but only Jesus did." Was he crucified because his enemies said he had claimed to be a Son of God, which Jews and Muslims agreed would have been blasphemy...or did it only appear that he was? Did he travel on to other places and teach peace and mercy to, e.g., the Persians, who had their own monotheistic religion in which he might have been seen as a fulfilment of prophecy? Could Mary Magdalene have received more ink in the Gospels than even Mother Mary, not because she was much older than the other women disciples, but because she was Jesus' wife; could they have had a child? 

If Christians seriously study the history of the Church, these ideas are familiar to them; they are some of the major heresies. In the Christian tradition the idea that Jesus was a natural man who earned the title "Son of God" by abstaining from all sin and fully embodying the Will of God is known as the Arian Heresy, which, as preached by Bishop Arius, annoyed Bishop Nicholas to the point of "slapping" Arius--whether literally, or with a book or sermon so scathing that it got Nicholas banned from the council of bishops voting whether or not to excommunicate Arius, as unable to hear the debate and vote with an unbiased mind. But most Christians don't bother studying these things, and to them The Cyrene Conspiracy, which is about Amir's discovery of the theory that Simon of Cyrene not only carried Jesus' cross but was crucified on it, may be new and shocking.

It is fiction but, as Kaden explains, it's written in aid of the people of Gaza. In order to investigate the parchment Amir doesn't go to a church or university library and study its history; he takes the parchment right back to the Middle East, where he meets some kind Christian priests and rescue workers, and a liberated modern Arab young lady whose fiance left her because he couldn't distract her from relief work in Gaza. He meets a woman who's been trying to nurse a baby, but her milk has failed due to starvation, and people with arms and legs blown off, and the familiar gallery of casualties of Modern War. He feels left out of conversations among Palestinians because they all introduce themselves to new acquaintances with tallies of the relatives they've lost, many of whom were women and children.

And he finds a ruined church where an heretical Christian sect seem to have met, centuries ago. He recognizes artistic motifs that lead him to begin to research the Manichaean Christian sect, of which the most thorough surviving descriptions were written by Augustine of Hippo after he left the group, and may have been written with prejudice. Exactly who the prophet Mani was, when and where he lived or died, and what he taught, may never be known but the woman Amir starts to fall in love with seems to see him as an intermediary link between Christian and Muslim thinking. In the ruined church his name appears under those of Jesus and Mary Magdalene. Could he have been their son--or "spiritual son," a student--or in either sense their descendant? 

Muslims, like Christians, belong to different denominations. From the news media most Americans have heard that Sunnis were seen as more liberal than Shiites in some ways, but Sunnis persecuted Shiites, which doesn't sound so liberal. (That was only in Iran. The Sunni Muslims from India whom I've known were not inclined to persecute anybody, though they did accept that their leaders had a right to punish heretics against their religion: "Oh yes, if Salman Rushdie really did blaspheme and defame the Prophet, then of course he will have to die.") More recently we've heard of hard-line Wahhabis who take various phrases from the Koran more literally than most Muslims do. 

Relatively few Americans have heard of the Sufis, a liberal Muslim group who seemed to me, when I met them in Washington, to be trying to bridge the gaps between Islam and other religions toward the goal of converting everyone to a liberal, freethinking, New Agey form of Islam. In The Cyrene Conspiracy the heroine doesn't identify as a Sufi in so many words, but she seems close to being one. Sufis are, in my experience, profoundly likable people; they hate nobody, they invite Jews as well as Christians and Buddhists to chant and pray with them, they do not noticeably even disparage women even to the extent the Koran does. Some now say that their niceness is deployed by the evil, power-seeking Muslim political machine as a form of taqiyya, legitimized lying to gain social acceptability as a step toward political power. Those people probably also think the kind old priest in your neighborhood, the nice ladies at the Catholic school fundraising events, and President Kennedy were mere tools being used to restore the Papacy in the United States. Nice people and the nice things they do are sometimes exploited, but they are nice

The kind Christians Amir meets in Gaza are, of course, liberal and humanitarian people too. The Jews, on the other hand...There have been, in historical fact, Jews who volunteered to serve as bodyguards, blockades, and even hostages for their Palestinian neighbors in some past conflicts between Gaza and Israel. They said that human beings are human beings, however misguided, even hateful, some of them may be. That was before October 2022.

I did not write the Bible and have wondered, myself, why even before Moses' time people in the Old Testament treated rape as worse than murder. I can see why people emotionally feel that killing a baby is worse than killing a man, and I completely agree that a rapist has no reason to live, but if killing the murderer himself was enough of a deterrent to murder, why was it felt necessary to kill all the men in a rapist's tribe or town? Of course, Susan Brownmiller theorized that the perversion of sexuality that makes rape possible has to be a societal evil. That argument was credible and well argued, though not everyone is convinced that it's true. It does not sound like an argument Semitic tribesmen before Moses' time would have made. They seem to have seen rape as a peculiarly evil sin, not even so much against the victim as against the God of Life itself, that needed to be "put away from among you." Moses limited victims' families to demanding the execution of the rapist himself, Deborah celebrated that a woman was willing to stop with killing a war chief who was known to allow his army to rape other tribes' women, and David certainly had cause to encourage Absalom to stop with killing Ammon, but in the only other instance recorded in the Bible, where a gang of Benjamite youths raped a nameless and status-less woman, the other tribes joined in the slaughter of all the then able-bodied male adults in the tribe of Benjamin. Why? Because, as a crime, rape was seen as going beyond murder and needing to be punished accordingly. Murder can be, in the ancient world it probably often was, a crime of carelessness or emotionality. Rape has a blasphemous quality that some murders share, but most do not.

In October 2022 the men in the ruling party Gaza chose for itself raped Jewish women and murdered Jewish babies, and a great number of people, worldwide, said: "Let Gaza suffer whatever anyone in Israel cares to do to them," at least "...until the men who committed this crime are dead, buried under layers of dung and carrion, disowned by as many of their families as want to live." The result was Modern War. Even supporters of Israel asked, as did this web site: Really, Mr. Netanyahu, primary schools? And were told: Gazans have built their primary schools above tunnels where the evildoers are known to hide; therefore. That's Modern War. The only way to win a war against things that long ago ceased to be human is not to treat them like human beings again, even if they have taken human beings as hostages.

I believe there are alternatives, difficult and costly as they may be. Afghanistan had already been reduced to a desert before the US went in, but we could have gone as policemen and killed only known terrorists. (Actually I think, mostly, our army tried to do that.) The whole Middle East is already pretty much a desert, but Israel could have limited its violence to the Hamas goons. Maybe they tried. I am not the judge. I am a Christian reflecting on recent events from a religious and philosophical point of view.

Legitimate police work, finding and punishing violent criminals, can sometimes do a certain amount of collateral damage. In the US our big news story for this whole year has been how we had an unsustainable number of illegal immigrants who were contributing nothing good to society, from fraudulent recipients of business grants (who made a good snarky news story) to the usual drug dealers and violent fugitives from justice, and we as a nation said to all these people: Go home! And despite all the publicity given to armed federal agents arresting and deporting these immigrants, masses of them just peaceably recognized that their time was up, and left the US. And others chose to force our government to send armed men after them, and certain people who hardly deserved to be US citizens got in the way, and we had cases like that wretched woman screaming to her driver to run the car over a federal agent who, feeling threatened, shot the woman; and nobody who walks on US streets can blame him. In the same way, if Gazans support Hamas and interfere with the legitimate effort to punish the violence of October 2022, even most Arabs seem to think that missing legs and hungry babies are inevitable.

In The Cyrene Conspiracy, Amir realizes that he's going to have a very hard time staying near the woman he obviously wants to be near. He sympathizes too much with Palestinians. As an American he can't resist yelling "Leave them alone!" and otherwise interfering with Israeli military police who swagger around putting Palestinians in their place. He tries to tell himself that these Israelis--all the Israelis he meets seem hostile--are dealing with their own war zone emotional issues, but then he hears one with an American accent, determines that this particular Israeli soldier comes from Brooklyn, and tells the man off as if they were back in New York City. He realizes that the Israeli police are likely to leave an American visitor alone and then punish his local friends. He can't help it. Amir is a rich young man who grew up in the US. Self-control has not been a major subject in his education, as it has for his friends in the Middle East.

So, back in the US (readers will find out for themselves how the characters' relationships go), Amir writes a novel in which the characters conclude that Simon of Cyrene died in Jesus' place, and Jesus and Mary Magdalene became not the teachers or even the great-great-grandparents but the parents of Mani. It sells well. It seems to remind some American Christians that good relations with the children of Abraham involves good relations with the children of Ishmael too. Then a quiet, fanatical scholar he's met a few times in the course of his research breaks into his apartment and his computer, babbling about sacrificing red heifers to bring about the ultimate conflict with the Muslim world...There will be a sequel. Probably a series.

The Old Testament itself tells us that it's a mistake to take prophetic texts too literally. In Hebrew more than in other languages, most words may suggest visual images, which may or may not literally have anything to do with the fulfilment of the prophecy. Jesus is the Lion of Judah, the greatest and strongest of all the leaders foretold to come out of that tribe; he is not a wild animal with claws and a tail and a foul odor. Abraham's "children" are like the sands of the sea in number; not in size or color or consistency. A red heifer without white spots, like the virgin bride who was to conceive (people would have imagined) in the moment of losing her virginity, is rare but natural; whether God promised to do anything special when a red heifer was literally sacrificed, or when people's dedication reached a level that is rare but natural, remains to be learned. 

The Bible does not promise that Christians will never be forced into war, or forced to choose between warfare and abuse. It does teach us that we are not to choose war with any child of Abraham. For all practical purposes we might as well read "with any one." The children of Abraham include Jews who trace their physical descent to Isaac, Christians who are adoptive heirs of Isaac, Arabs who trace their physical descent to Ishmael, non-Arab Muslims who are adoptive heirs of Ishmael, and the descendants of Keturah, which seems to include most of Africa and India. Cases have been made for the claim that "Red" Russians, who rejected Christianity, were also physical descendants of Isaac through "Red" Esau/Edom and that at least some northern European and indigenous American groups were physical descendants of the scattered tribes of Israel. The Bible does say that God will bless those who bless a child of Abraham, and curse those who curse one. This is probably best interpreted as telling us that we should bless rather than curse all nations.  Egyptians were not Ishmaelites in Bible days but now, having become Muslims, they too should be blessed and not cursed.

What may come as surprising news to some American Christians is that Christianity did not originate in Rome or Ireland. Christianity came from the Middle East. The first Christians were Jews; the Christian message reached other Semitic tribes before it reached European tribes. There were and there still are Christian groups that never had much contact with Rome, that understand the teachings of Moses and Jesus differently due to not having had them filtered through the teachings of Augustine or Aquinas or, in some cases, even Paul. There are Christians who understand resurrection in terms of reincarnation, and accept some of those Lost Books of the  Bible as sacred scriptures, and imagine Jesus laughing at the idea that people thought they were crucifying him rather than weeping for the suffering of someone else who was crucified in his place, and all kinds of things that mainstream churches teach us not to  believe. There are schools of Christian thought that are close to Muslim thought on some points. 

Are these minority Christian groups right? Well...most of the major heresies and Lost Books of the Bible were pushed out of the mainstream, not by war, but by a consensus of people who had studied the Law and the Prophets and the Gospels, discussed these books and ideas, and found them incompatible with the canonical scriptures. Do they have a right to their beliefs? Of course they have.

Islam has been called, by Christian scholars and thinkers no less than C.S. Lewis, the greatest of all the Christian heresies. In the Quran and Hadith the difficult and mysterious parts of Christian doctrine are replaced with ideas easier to understand, and the complexities of ideas like "In Christ is neither male nor female" are replaced with ideas more popular at the time like "Since you [mortals] agree that some of you are of more value than others..." And also some teachings that Christians might want to forget have been preserved, even spelled out in detail: To prevent employers from delaying payment, taking risks with the money, and perhaps not paying employees at all, Muslim employers are specifically told to pay employees "while the sweat is on their faces." To prevent quibbling about a certain level of interest on debt, like the two-figure interest on credit card debt, being defined as usury, Muslims are told not to charge interest on debts at all; there can be flat fees on loans, but creditors are not allowed to make more money by making it harder for debtors to pay off debts. Every American has undoubtedly heard false friends warble that "A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you"; Muslims are told to defend their friends in battle and support their businesses in times of peace. We in the US have the right and duty to identify ourselves as a majority-Christian nation, enshrine Christian practices in our law, and deport anyone who wants to replace our constitutional system with sharia law. Nevertheless there are things we could benefit from learning from Muslims. 

We should not tolerate either the efforts some Muslims have made to impose sharia law over and above our own law, or the efforts some of their (weak and temporary) political allies have made to cover up those efforts. We should recognize that, if the Israelis deserve support and protection as children of Abraham, so do the Arabs, and most other nations; for the prophecy has been fulfilled that Abraham's heirs would be like the sands of the seas in numbers. Muslims who seek reconciliation with Christians should also seek reconciliation  with Jews...and I say the sooner the better. 

Not everyone has experienced the peace and good will of a Sufi prayer meeting. I have; The Cyrene Conspiracy recalled it to my mind, and I hope the book can bring something similar to all of your minds. May that peace and good will be with all of you, Gentle Readers.