Thursday, October 22, 2026

Web Log for 10.21.26

It feels like an extension of time to use this laptop; supposedly it wasn't going to receive Microsoft updates, but it's still getting them and I'm still ganking what I can. I think the strategy is to destroy the physical device. The screen has started flickering ominously. Anyway, today's links, mostly music:

Animals 

Video documentation of the behavior I described in last spring's tragic swan poem: Cygnets (young swans) are curious about other living things...and adult swans are insanely protective. In this video swans challenge a boat!


Music 

Incredible String Band.



Patrick Watson.



Foggy Mountain Spaceship.


Ozzy Osbourne.


Paul Taylor.


Eric Burdon & the Animals.


Crosby, Stills, Nash, and/or Young. Mostly Neil Young.





Alice Cooper.


Steeleye Span.


Garbage.


Ludovico Einaudi.



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1M0DNEWL7tg (This one's about an hour long, a serious workout if used as one.)


Tea Party (the band).


Lamb.


Commodores.


England Dan & John Ford Coley.


Jon Reddick. 


Louis Armstrong.


Camel.


Ben E. King.




Beatles.


Billie Holiday.


Tom Petty.


Matthew Halsall.


Emancipator.


Technology 


...and the more we can get back to the way these things used to work, the better. Digitizing things that worked better without "the cloud" merely expands "the cloud" and creates the supposed demand for those data centers nobody wants. Graphic from Joe Jackson, who may have got it from Jamesjmelville on Instagram. (Google thinks it's a "nostalgia" meme. Wrong, Google. It's a "direction of progress" meme. If you can't do all 12 things the reliable, cloud-busting way, work to fix this.)

Book Review: The Blair Witch Project Dossier

Book Title: The Blair Witch Project: a Dossier

Author: D.A. Stern

Date: 1999

Publisher: Onyx / Penguin

Length: 191 pages

ISBN: 0451199669

Illustrations: lots of black-and-white movie clips and graphics

Quote: "Three years after student filmmakers Heather Donahue, Michael Williams, and Joshua Leonard disappeared in the forests of Maryland's Black Hills, law-enforcement authorities finally released all of the evidence..."

The forests of Maryland's Black Hills? Say whaaat? The Blue Ridge foothills of western Maryland aren't called "Black Hills." The Black Hills are in the Dakotas. That's your clue. The Blair Witch Project was a fictional horror movie filmed in flat, suburban Montgomery and Prince Georges County, where forested stream banks were cleverly faked into an imaginary wilderness. The movie looks as if it were a serious investigation of historical events. It's not. It's an elaborate fake.

Newspapers clued residents of suburban Maryland in to the production of this movie, and since it really was being made by imaginative local young people, everyone seemed to be in on the joke and enjoy cooperating with it.

Here are a few fun facts about Maryland that may contribute to your enjoyment of the book version of the story:

(1) "Blair" is the name of an old Montgomery County family. Blair House, the official White House guest house, is named in their honor. So is Montgomery Blair High School, which some participants in the movie attended.

(2) The idea of a "Blair Witch" was inspired by the authentic legend of Tennessee's "Bell Witch," actually a poltergeist reported by various members of a real Bell family. Several books have been written about the Bell Witch legend. The Blair Witch story is not based on the Bell Witch story.

(3) Montgomery College is a real community college, which the real filmmakers attended.

(4) In Bladensburg there really is a house made into a church that used to be identified by a sign advertising "GOD'S FINAL CALL AND WARNING, INC."

(5) What Montgomery County has in the way of hills are mostly stream banks. Two of the prettiest streams are the sections of the Sligo and Long Branch Creeks that define the neighborhood that includes Columbia Union College as "Between the Creeks." During the years when The Blair Witch Project was being written and filmed, each of "the Creeks" was maintained as a park with footpaths, picnic tables, and playground equipment, and lots of benign neglect of the pretty wildflowers and trees in between the playgrounds. The "wilderness" areas in the movie were filmed in those neglected spaces...a "wilderness" that harbored songbirds, house pets, and some imaginative students--and, because it's a playground for rich and influential people, has also been the scene of kidnappings and murders. 

If you enjoy horror movies this homegrown movie, and the related books, will chill, thrill, and amuse you. I enjoy them, not as horror, but as nostalgia and fun.

Wednesday, October 21, 2026

Web Log for 10.20.26

Another refrigerator-cold night. Frost is sure to reach us soon. It's sticking in my mind that I owe somebody a book review other than the one I scheduled. Which book is that, do I have it, and where?

Christians 


Found at the Mirror...No, I don't think this means every real Christian has to walk instead of driving, or walk in sandals, a long skirt, and a shawl and carry a mostly onamental stick. I do, but that's incidental to the Christian life, like Jesus' being a carpenter rather than, say, a bricklayer. But in a more general way, yes. Real Christians don't coast on "once saved, always saved" while behaving like the unsaved, as do some Baptists, nor do they place their hope of Heaven in emotional feelings into which they hypnotize themselves in meetings, as do some Pentecostals. Real Christians do not become "perfect" overnight, but they come to Jesus seeking a spiritual "walk," a discipline, that over the years transforms them into the image of Christ.

The Ten Commandments are a good place to start. It is possible to interpret them in a spiritual sense according to which we may still be tempted to break them, even after a long Christian life, but it is fairly easy to obey them in their plain literal sense. Real Christians do that much. If you place other "gods" before the Holy One, mistreat your parents, murder,steal, commit adultery and perjury, and so on, people can reasonably say that you are not a real Christian.

There is a church not far from me in which a man who has abundant incomes from many sources a few of which are even honest, whose god is Mammon, who certainly shortened the lives of his parents (and his brother, his sister, his wife, and their child, and other people), who habitually steals, who was married in a church that does not marry divorcees but is now said to have a son who was clearly bonrn before that marriage, who tells more lies than truth, and whose whole life seems to be defined by covetousness--where this evildoer gives money to the church, participates in self-hypnotic rituals, and may delude himself that he is finding forgiveness and drawing near to God. It is too much to be expected of the ministers in that kind of church--the small ones where ministers depend directly on donations to pay their bills--that they woud disllusion this evildoer; but someone certainly ought to do it.

Halloween 

Some people believe they can communicate with their departed friends during this month-end (the last day of October and/or first day or first two days of November). This web site's not going to go there. Some people don't believe it's possible to communicate with the dead, but think Halloween is for childish fun and games. Others ask why so much of the fun and games has such an occult quality, why childish fun should involve "Devil's Night" instead of, say, "Bullies Night" or "Starving Feral Dog Pack Night" if the idea is to laugh at childish fears. 

This web site proposes that people who don't want to take the occult themes seriously use this month to think about the virtue of courage, and what makes us feel the greatest need of it. This month's book reviews are about things that scare some people, including some things that are solidly in and of this world, though not to the extent of including politicians.

Music 

Ludovico Einaudi. 





Adrian von Ziegler.





Metallica. (Mad mix yet? Things get onto the to-listen-to list more or less as they come in...multiple links to the same musician/s get grouped together here.)


Sina Bathaie.


Hermanos Gutierrez.


The Kiffness with one of those cats whose "meow" has extra sounds in it....


Evanescence.


Black Angels.


Camel.


Patrick Watson.


Msddy Prior.



Tom Petty.


Disney.


Najee.


Neon Indian.


Nero.


New Order.


Next.


Nice & Wild.


Nina Simone.


Noel.


Nu Shooz.


The Animals.


Moon Alley.


Genesis.


ZZ Top.


J.J. Johansen.


Poems 

Just plain silly. Sometimes I like that.


Technology 

I've been waiting for three minutes for Windows 10 to display my file directory so I can find a document that's not open in Libre. (This is why I leave so many documents open in Libre.) I have a lot of documents stored on this laptop. Funnily enough, I have a lot of documents stored on the desktop computer beside it, which still has Windows ME, and that file directory opens in the time it takes my fingers to leave the CTRL and O keys. What are some of the ways you've noticed "the cloud" making routine processes take much longer on your computers, Gentle Readers?

Six minutes. It took me about three minutes to choose and type the words in the paragraph above.Six minutes and Windows 10 does not look much closer to finding that document than it was when I started.

Microsoft wants us to think "Oh, it's the hard drive making the laptop run slowly. Hard drives are 'old'. Must run out and buy a new tablet." Well, if we're writers we're not going to think that; those tablets do not support writing. They're for passive participants in the hivemind who want to receive constant messages from school friends and become so numbed by overstimulation that they won't even notice when Microsoft suppresses messages from their actual friends and substitutes a constant stream of commercial messages from the highest bidder. (To extroverts a body is a body; they don't really know their "friends" below the surface.) In any case, the lie we need to unpick is "The hard drive is making the laptop run slowly." Hard drives ran much faster than anything infested with Windows 10 before 2015. If you've kept a computer free from Windows 10, you've undoubtedly noticed that they still do. The cloud is making your newer computer run slowly. Microsoft trying to run your existing programs through the cloud is making them run slowly. We all need, if we've not already done it, to give Microsoft the boot.

If I hadn't been at the socially inconvenient stage of a glyphosate reaction, I would've been in the shop to get Linux today.

Reread Books? Rewatch Movies? Why?

This week's Long & Short Reviews prompt asks whether reviewers actually re-view material we've already read (or watched or listened to), and why. 

I'll re-watch any movie because, while watching movies all by itself puts me to sleep, watching other people watch movies engages my brain. I know the plot of The Sound of Music pretty well, but if you want to watch it I'll enjoy seeing whether you, too, can sing along with the songs, or have somehow managed not to see this popular movie before. 

I'll reread a book if I want to spend more time with the author and characters. Joan Aiken, Dave Barry, Lewis Carroll, Pamela Dean, Suzette Haden Elgin, Richard J. Foster, C. Gockel, Nat Hentoff, Washington Irving, Ken Jennings, Carol Kendall, C.S. Lewis, Margaret Mahy, E. Nesbit, Ruth Ozeki, C. Northcote Parkinson, Anna Quindlen, Conrad Richter, Dorothy Sayers, Henry David Thoreau, John Updike, Cynthia Voigt, Alice Walker, Malcolm X, Charlotte M. Yonge, and Elizabeth Zimmermann are a short list of writers whose books have seemed worth rereading. Some books have seemed to need to be in my home for a year or two; some are dear friends I really want to keep around and revisit every few years for as long as I'm able to read. 

(Are some of those writers on the list only because their names start with underused letters? No such. Anna Quindlen and Malcolm X don't have as much competition as writers whose names start with more popular letters to be on an alphabet list of writers whose books I've reread, but they have earned places on the list.)

I'm likely to buy books only if I think they're worth rereading. When one reading is enough, that's what public libraries are for. 

 

Tuesday, October 20, 2026

Book Review: Write Me a Chilling Murder

Title: Write Me a Chilling Murder 

Author: Philippa Wozniak

Date: 2025

Quote: "She's been getting dreadful threats--"

Myrtle Glubber, the anti-glamorous heroine of Write Me a Murder and Write Me a Ghost Story, is cruising around Alaska this time. There's a hint of a faked murder or disappearance to give everyone something to think about, and a young woman disappears from the cruise right after everyone has met and liked her. But Myrtle's mind is on the death threats her old school friend Carmen has been getting. Carmen is as loud and tactless an extrovert as Myrtle is a grumpy, gluttonous introvert. Recently she's decided that her first name needs to be pronounced Israeli-style rather than American-style, and corrects everyone, loudly. Lots of people find Carmen annoying--but enough to kill her? Most people, including Myrtle and her friend Stanley, are just glad that she came with her own adoring husband and leaves them alone with their own cruise companions. (Myrtle and Stanley are fellow detectives not a couple. They're at the stage where they blush as they tell people this.)

So who's threatening Myrtle, and does the person mean to scare her or kill her? And how is it possible that Myrtle saw another passenger throw what looked like a body overboard, but then sees them enjoying dinner as usual? And what did happen to the young woman? 

If this is a cozy murder mystery rather than a chilling one, at least it kept me smiling. I always enjoy Myrtle.

Web Log for 10.19.26

Chilly night. I spent it all bundled up in a knitted tabard with a blanket across my legs, and Serena-cat curled up on the blanket, to keep me warm. 

Court of Popular Opinion, the 

I personally incline to believe that Lindsay Clancy dunnit, although and because she's insane. But I could be wrong. To illustrate the psychological principle involved, here's a harmless example, a "Three Truths and a Lie" meme from a blog of years gone by...


Shamrock tattoo? Lots of people have tattoos these days, especially if we count the temporary kind. One white eyebrow? Now that's rare, and the blogger had posted selfies that didn't show it. Work experience as a nightwatchman? Sure; some places hire ex-cops or veterans to stomp around with pistols, and some hire nice ladies to sit at desks reading magazines, depending on what's to be watched. Runway modelling? She could easily have done that. I was 99% sure the lie was that she had a white eyebrow.

And I was 100% wrong.

Like other people saying that there's room for doubt that LC killed her children, I'm not saying she's any kind of role model or heroine or inspiration. She's a very, very sick young woman. We could all see that on the TV news clips. She's taken drugs that are associated with violent insanity, and apart from that she was also doped up to the eyeballs for display in the courtroom, and she's a wheelchair dweller. She's not going to walk past you on the street any time soon. Probably not in her lifetime. She'll be lucky if she can recover memories such as which is the tub and which is the toilet. Even about the cruel things people say about her on X, she's probably too far gone to care. But if PC exploited his wife's condition in order to get rid of his inconvenient children and start all over with "honey," he wouldn't be the first man who's done that. 

Those of us who've been following the issue know that a lot of people who've used SSRIs develop psychotic conditions. Women don't expect themselves to be too tough to complain about pain as a side effect from a new medication, so typically they report the early stages of the pattern and get their meds changed before they start planning homicide-suicide. 90% of those who go all the way to homicide-suicide are male. But when women reach that stage, well, these people work themselves into the homicide-suicide stage because the drugs they're using give them painful muscle cramps. They don't have strong characters; we know that because they're taking drugs. They don't have strong bodies, either. They are very weak so they often choose the easiest, closest targets for the homicides. In this outlier segment of humankind, men most often kill the women living with them; women most often kill the children. When they have access to firearms or motor vehicles, then they may also kill strangers, co-workers, or even friends. If not stopped they usually go on to try to kill themselves; due to weakness and exhaustion they may fail, but they try. "Killer moms" was a cliche in the newspapers in the early 2000s.

LC's having killed the children would fit a pattern...a pattern that many people, and I'm one, want to see documented and demonstrated to the public. It has very little to do with female hormones; women who use SSRIs may have unbalanced hormones but, if anything, female hormones may protect women from reaching the homicide-suicide stage. It has everything to do with popular and profitable drugs. 

It is just possible that my, that our, belief that LC dunnit is a case of confirmation bias. That we want a poster child for SSRI-related psychosis, to draw attention to the overprescription of these drugs and the harm they do, so badly that we want LC to be the said poster child...well, she could still be that, couldn't she, even if PC dunnit.

History, Local 

Vince Staten: 


Music 

Batch. 


Adrian von Ziegler.




Mark Knopfler.



Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.


Spandau Ballet.


Johann Sebastian Bach.


Snowy White. (I don't care how White he is; to me that sounds like a woman's name.)


University of North Carolina School of the Arts. (Warning. If you listen to the words this is an appalling choice of a musical for college students... In the literal sense of the old English word "hell" was part of the word family that includes "hole" and "cellar." In pre-Christian times it meant a grave, or the grave.  In some parts of England people talked casually about "helling" their root crops in their root cellars. So in literal fact we all do go to that kind of "hell"...but still. These are songs from a musical about a young man dying of cancer. Don't give me "dark"; for teenagers this material is ghoulish. Teenagers aren't professional troupers who learn a different musical every week. They're learning their way through each one; they live and breathe each set of words for months on end, and they don't often have a wide enough stock of words, songs, and ideas to balance the ones that are being drilled into their brains. For one student a musical about cancer might be comforting, providing solidarity; for ten it might be unbearably depressing. I think the group's leader may have lived, by now, to wish the group had stuck with Gilbert & Sullivan.)




John Denver.


Leonard Cohen.


John Rich. (If everyone starts learning it now, everyone can sing it when snow falls!)

Petfinder Post: King Charles Spaniels and Long-Haired Cats

The history of King Charles Spaniels has been discussed already in the post about Cavalier King Charles Spaniels. Briefly, CKCs have been more rigorously bred to the (often sickly) original breed type, over the years, while KCs have been crossbred with some other breeds with the goal of improving their health and life expectancy. They are even smaller than CKCs and tend to have flatter faces. 

Petfinder does not actually distinguish between these breeds. They list mostly crossbreeds, anyway. So although I did look for small dogs with flat faces...

Zipcode 10101: Finnegan from Flushing


Finnegan is described as a friendly dog who loves everybody regardless of species and likes attention. 

Leonard from NYC 


Leonard was the neighborhood stray cat for years, until his health started to fail. He is now a senior cat with veterinary appointments and a special diet. He's described as taking his time to warm up, then once he decides he likes you having cute little ways of showing affection (which may include nipping). 

Zipcode 20202: Tensley & Teddy from Elizabethtown (Pennsylvania) 


The other side of their family are full-sized Poodles. They don't really look like any of their relatives. Why make them feel bad about that? They're described as "incredibly sweet, affectionate dogs" who get on well with humans, dogs, and cats. They are being reserved for someone who owns a house with a fenced yard.

Molly from Silver Spring


Described as a sweet cat who gets on well with other cats as well as humans, Molly has some eyesight but not mich. 

Zipcode 30303: Everest from Cumming 


Not a very handsome specimen, Everest won the photo contest for KC/CKC spaniels in Atlanta easily because he was the only dog thought to be even a crossbreed from either of these breeds who is looking for a home in Georgia this week. He was rescued from one of those hoarding situations where the human has lost all hope of being able to care for the dogs and just keeps them locked up, sometimes in horrific conditions, and thinks that at least they're not going to be gassed like shelter dogs. He is untrained, bad-mannered, considered "traumatized"--not a real biter but a panic nipper, they say. He needs not only a house with a fenced yard but a human who's had some experience rehabilitating panicky, traumatized dogs. He will test his humans' patience but everyone will admire what a good job they've done with him.A

Poe from Decatur 


About all they know about Poe is that he's a fairly large cat under his winter coat, in the 12-16-pound range. 

Bonus Dog 

Petfinder thought local lurkers just had to see Fetty Wop from Alabama, currently in a foster home in Kingsport. 



Yes, that's the sort of view a lot of people have around here, and last night's brief dip below the freezing point of water means the fall foliage should be at peak color this weekend. Perfect weather to drive out and meet a handsome dog. Fetty Wop is named after a rapper who struck somebody as having a similar level of energy--high! He's described as "high velcro," willing to sit down and cuddle after a run, but he'll really want to go out and run again soon. He is a Border Collie and Australian Shepherd mix, which means a very active mind. He could do all kinds of "jobs" with some training. Without a job he might stoop to straying or shoe eating or some such thing. Talk to his foster humans only if you know you can keep up with him; smart, lively herding dogs like this one often land in shelters because humans can't match their pace--of moving or thinking.

Book Review: Holidays in Hell

Title: Holidays in Hell

Author: P.J. O'Rourke

Date: 1988

Publisher: Vintage / Random House

ISBN: 0-679-72422-2

Length: 257 pages

Quote: "Often the more you understand, the less you forgive."

After a few years of writing car reviews and comic essays, P.J. O'Rourke began "working as a foreign correspondent...although 'working' isn't the right word and 'foreign correspondent' is too dignified a title. What I've really been is a Trouble Tourist--going to see insurrection, stupidities, political crises, civil disturbances and other human folly."

And here is his reminder that the Awesome Eighties were a period when the major news stories were horrific, when sensitive souls avoided reading a morning newspaper or, if obliged to read one for a job, called it "The Daily Alarm & Despondency." 

O'Rourke wasn't taken too seriously: "There are...no interviews with Heads of State, or Major Figures on the International Scene. These people didn't get where they are by being dumb enough to tell reporters the truth." He didn't take himself too seriously, either: "Half the world's suffering is caused by earnest messages contained in grand theories bearing no relation to reality--Marxism and No-Fault Auto Insurance, to name two." In fact, he wasn't sure the book contained any serious content. "No matter how serious the events I've witnessed, I've never noticed that being serious about them did anything to improve the fate of the people involved...Thirty years of acting and sounding important about the Holocaust did nothing to prevent Cambodia."

He may, however, have discovered some important truths. "Trouble is fun. It will always be more fun to carry a gun around in the hills and sleep with ideology-addled college girls than to spend life behind a water buffalo." Youth and a tough, cheerful Irish temperament help. And, "There's no such thing as a race and barely such a thing as an ethnic group...I wish I could say I found this out by spending arctic nights on ice floes with Inuit elders...But, actually, I found it out by sleeping around."

How seriously can one take O'Rourke's reportage? Could he be trusted to tell us what he really saw in Lebanon, Korea, Panama, Poland, Manila, El Salvador, South Africa, Berlin, Nicaragua, or the Gaza Strip? To assess his reporting abilities, we can read what he has to say about places that we, too, have visited, where O'Rourke found trouble in the 1980s--the Epcot Center, Heritage USA, or Harvard University. When a reporter is being paid for whimsical comments like "Pants, coats, blouses and jackets were...made of imitation polyester, if there is such a thing," does he actually go into a store in Poland to check his facts? All facts reported as facts by O'Rourke that I've tried checking have checked out, but readers need to bear in mind that libraries usually shelve this book as comedy rather than history or journalism.

Monday, October 19, 2026

Web Log for 10.18.26 with Shameless Self-Promotion

A question on my mind this morning was why some recent posts here have been getting so much more traffic than others. Hence the shameless self-promotion, as I revisit these posts and try to work out what made them so popular. 

Celebrities, Un-American 

Is Ilhan Omar un-American? I'm not sure about that. She certainly has some unpopular opinions. She probably shouldn't be in Congress. She could do a lot of actual good by leading a repatriation movement for Somalis who are no longer refugees here and aren't on the path to citizenship. Should she be forced to leave? Doubtful. Persuasion is better than force. We should be persuading Rep. Omar to persuade other Somalis to go home.

Is Elon Musk...? I don't know about that young man, I really don't. Growing up as a genius probably never was easy. It's not become easier since the idea of education for the masses became popular. I think Elon Musk has failed to think through the human consequences of some of his clever ideas, because he lacks awareness of or even a sense of species identity with duh normies. I think that's inevitable. I think it makes most brilliant thinkers (though not, reportedly, Einstein) "book smart, life stupid." I think Musk needs to work against this tendency. I think he needs to remind himself that any random HSP art student with an IQ of 110 can be revulsed by duh normies, whereas Einstein and Carver and other people of real genius made mindful efforts to practice compassion for normies they met every day. (Gates, even--though Gates seems irredeemably misguided, he's been misguided by people appealing to a practice of compassion he has tried to make.) But Musk is so valuable as an asset that, if he hadn't immigrated legally of his own free will, we should have been actively recruiting him. The last thing we want to do is boot him out of the United States in a way that would turn him against us. Even if that seems to the nasty little minds of the Democratic Socialists like revenge for the possible deportation of Ilhan Omar.

Because the Democratic Socialists really do hate America. They say it loudly and proudly, and their actions back it up. They are the ones who should be deported.

Court of Popular Opinion, the 

Wallowing in judgmentalism, A.J. Christopher unintentionally supports the accusation that Patrick Clancy killed the Clancy children. 

(Fact: Lindsay was alone with the children while Patrick was out shopping, being seen, being videotaped at big-chain stores that videotape store activity. 

Fact: Lindsay had used drugs that not uncommonly produce a psychosis that culminates in homicide-suicide, and while some people who show this pattern of psychosis have real enemies or target strangers or co-workers, some choose the weaker members of their family for the homicide: men usually start with their womenfolks, women usually start with their children, because this type of person is a coward and, even when insane, can only imagine killing someone smaller and weaker than self. 

Fact: There's a claim, based on forensic evidence, that two of the children were dead before Patrick went to the store. 

Fact: Lindsay was very badly injured, possibly by her crazy self, possibly by Patrick, and has not been in whatever her right mind was since the murders. Though she may be reacting to medication rather than to any pre-existing mental illness.

Fact: Nobody claims to have eyewitnessed the murders, and Patrick's the only one who seemed confident, before this summer's media circus, that Lindsay dunnit; there are more hedonistic psychopathic men in this world than there are really violent women, even with SSRI-induced psychosis raising the number of the latter exponentially since 1980. 

Fact: Patrick's not the smartest of Irish-Americans, but he's smart enough to know that Lindsay might be made to seem like a classic "killer mom" with SSRI-induced psychosis. 

Fact: Patrick's "honey" has the same family name as the judge who started the media circus with the mistrial that assumed Lindsay's guilt and heard arguments only about her sanity, while Lindsay sat there, obviously stoned out of her mind, obviously belonging in a mental hospital. 

Fact: We all heard Lindsay confess to the murders and plead insanity, but at the time she did that she was indisputably in an altered state of consciousness and might have been repeating something she was told to say, as it might have been by Patrick. 

Fact: None of this amounts to proof beyond reasonable doubt that either Lindsay or Patrick, or both of them together for that matter, killed the Clancy children; it only means that it's not proven beyond reasonable doubt that Lindsay did. 

For what it's worth, I think she did, but we will never know that beyond reasonable doubt. What we do know is that Lindsay said she wanted to be in a hospital, she clearly belongs in a hospital, and she should be in one. Probably for the rest of her short life--she doesn't look like a person who has a lot of time left in this world.) 

And whenEVER a man says a woman's crazy, we KNOW the man is guilty of SOMEthing. Men need to start teaching their sons to be very hesitant and respectful about saying "I don't understand why she's saying" or "I don't agree with what she's saying, because..." Lindsay Clancy's mental illness is obvious to women, but that's not something a man would be competent to judge. Men suffer from this tendency to think with their feelings that the all-important thing is to blame someone else! They're crazy that way! 

Christopher writes as if he believes Lindsay dunnit...but also as if he believes the motive for those children's murder was hedonism. If Lindsay dunnit, that would not have been the motive. The "Prozac-demented" aren't hedonists; they're miserable, probably lost, souls who believe they're either avenging or protecting others from some sort of horrible physical abuse that's produced the pain that is actually being produced by the drugs. But if Patrick dunnit, hedonism would clearly have been the motive. Patrick had every reason to want to be rid of an increasingly sick wife and live with "honey."


Music 

Boogie Belgique.



Bryan Andrews. This one was written last spring, referring to deportations of drug dealers, and I call b.s. because in towns like Kingsport the law was representing the Will of the People, at least all of them that I know. Still, the song was amusing to listen to, once.


Avishai Cohen.


Jefferson Airplane.


Frenic.


America.


Popular Posts That May Actually Be Useful to Someone 

I think a commenter was disappointed that my late blog buddy did not, before she died, endorse any commercially available product to get rid of nail fungus. In theory piddling on your toes in the shower would produce a mild chlorine-ammonia reaction, including a chemical compound that is highly toxic to almost anything; in practice urea and any sugar residues would feed any mold spores that survived after the vile-smelling chemical residue had been washed away. Another late blog buddy endorsed Lamisil for fungus infections; I've tried it, and it worked, but it triggered pseudo-cardiac reactions similar to the ones I've had to some sort of "pesticide" vapors. 




Popular Posts That May at Least Be Making People Laugh 



I thought of this one as ironic more than funny, but other people seem to be chortling. 





Well...smile, anyway. This is the short fiction written from the prompt, in which things that seem unlucky keep happening and the couple they happen to are just too decent to let these things be bad luk for them/


Popular Post with Pretty Pictures 


Popular Posts That May Be Feeding Local Gossip, Which I Regret, but in Some Cases It's Just Too Dang Bad 

Even if my Bad Neighbor's second (or third? or fourth?) wife did find another man somewhere, she would have considered him mainly as possible help to get away from an evildoer who was poisoning his neighbors and boasting about it..."outliving" people younger than himself, indeed. He's taking advantage of my chemical sensitivities, he's taken advantage of others'. Too right that's why any woman who wanted to live would have bolted, and since the Bad Neighbor wants to keep on harassing me, let him prove he did not intentionally kill Shawn Bledsoe, professional tree trimmer and rightful heir of some land the Bad Neighbor coveted. I was in Washington when young Bledsoe fell out of a tree, dead, for no reason, when he was thirty years old. Hadn't seen the kid in years but my brother and I used to baby-sit Shawn Bledsoe. He was a healthy energetic little handful of kidness who did best with a team of baby-sitters! No reason why he should have died young.


Though I sincerely hope no person my age is bored enough yet to be trying to figure out which old school friends get (lightly) slammed in this post. My intention was to make them unidentifiable. I hold no grudges against these people. The whole middle school subset of "The Gate City Clique" were all horrible little teen-trolls in grade eight. I mean, the school system put us in a separate building where only a few unlucky teachers had to look at us. I was a spoiled brat too; some other little beast probably had a list of a hundred reasons not to like me. Let us draw the curtain of charity over questions of who was brattier than whom on any given day.


This one might have interested the wrong local people. The Feral Elberta Peach Tree is close enough to the road to be a target for drive-by sprayings. It was defoliated three times last summer, once while the last few peaches were still ripening. It was still alive--covered with buds--this morning and was just sprayed again as I was typing this. Some would say the spirit of George Peters has to be in that tree. I don't know that I believe such things, but let the sprayer beware. "Grandpa Iron Fist" didn't pick a quarrel, fire a weapon, or hit anything in every year, or every ten years; but he never lost a fight, missed a target, or left a thing he'd hit standing.


Popular Posts About Animals 

Each week the link logs, new book review, and seeds-of-books-or-articles get more attention than the butterfly and Petfinder posts. Over time the butterfly and Petfinder posts get lots of views. The ones that have been up for a while show more views than the newer ones. That's cool!








Popular Posts That Are Probably Hater Bait 

Some posts I can imagine as attracting lots of traffic from people who haaaate what I've said. Blogspot is not inherently more immune to pressure from haters than Twitter/X is...but Blogspot can learn from those sites' big mistakes. I stand by what I said. Blogspot should stand by my right to say it.





Popular Posts That Celebrate Other People's Popular Work  

Some blog posts' popularity is obviously due to their discussions of books, movies, etc., that lots of people already liked. 


Why is this one more popular than other music link logs? It's shorter but most of the songs in it were super-sellers at some time...Note that although Google has moved rerun book reviews to where they were reposted, Google has not changed the original publication date in the URL's.










Popular Post\ That Publicized a Book by Bashing It


Popular Posts the Reason for Whose Popularity Is Unclear  

Really good music links? Maybe!


Was it the timely PSA?


How popular is Natasha Bedingfield?


Do people like V.L. Giles' full-length books, then?

Book Review: El Bramido Horripilante

Title: El Bramido Horripilante

(Amazon.com had no image of this book when this review was written. So here is a picture of a landslide...from Morguefile, where I didn't find the photographer's name at the time.)


Author: Victor Iturralde Rua

Date: 1987

Publisher: Libros del Quirquincho

ISBN: 950-9732-51-6

Length: 46 pages

Illustrations: drawings by Istvan

Quote: "El 16 de julio...no habia ruidos, ni carcajadas. Las puertas estaban cerradas, se caminaban casi en punta de pies."

(On the sixteenth of July there were no noises, no laughter. The doors were shut; people went around almost on tiptoe.)

This is a mildly scary story about a faraway village, high in the mountains, where the superstitious villagers celebrated something or other every day, except on the sixteenth of July, when they were silent and mournful. One particular word, the name of a man who had been lost in an avalanche, was forbidden. Any noise on that day, the villagers feared, might start another avalanche (un bramido horripilante, a hair-raising noise).

Sure enough, a bratty little boy finds out the forbidden word and screams it over and over, just to scare his grandparents. And a landslide begins. But the boy and his grandparents survive. And the villagers change their observance of the sixteenth of July.

El Bramido Horripilante is not recommended to anyone who might allow it to be used to encourage noisy, disobedient children. Because of its short length, it is recommended to first year Spanish students; they may need to consult a dictionary but they'll be able to follow the story.

Butterfly of the Week: Heraclides Garleppi

Heraclides garleppi was named relatively recently, in honor of two memorable characters in modern scientific literature, the naturalist brothers Gustav and Otto Garlepp. A thumbnail biography of the brothers is at 


The butterflies are large South American swallowtails. They are found all through the year but are most numerous in August. Males and females have different color patterns but similar wing shapes, with very long, rounded fore wings. Males look more like H. thoas with even wider yellow or white bands across the fore wings. More of the upper wing surface is yellow or creamy white than is black or brown. 


Photo by Jhonny Zambrano, Ecuador, November.

Females look more like Heraclides anchisiades, with or without a white spot in the center of each fore wing, and with a rose-red spot in each hind wing. Are there females who look more like the males? The species is not well enough known for anyone to be sure. We know that this species shows significant sexual dimorphism.


Photo by Thewildgtrv, Surinam, October.

There are three subspecies. Heraclides garleppi garleppi is found in Bolivia.


Photo by Layme, Bolivia, July. Males join puddle parties with other male butterflies and these Urania individuals, who look and behave like Swallowtail butterflies but are scientifically classified as a completely different genus--a sort of day-flying moth.

H.g. interruptus is found in Brazil and Peru.

H.g. lecerfi is found only in South America's "Guiana Shield," where it has "protected" status because it is so rare. In Surinam, for instance, it's known to breed only in the Brownsberg nature park.

The Bojonawi nature preserve hosts only H.g. interruptus, but it hosts so much wildlife that its species checklist is a full-sized book, beautifully illustrated (though not with Heraclides garleppi). If you like looking at tropical birds and plants, or want to make your own video to accompany that "Orinoco Flow" song, you might want to "sail away" with this e-book.


Rothschild described only the subspecies garleppi and interruptus, explaining where the yellow band on interruptus is "interrupted":


The life cycle remains poorly documented, although some progress has been made. We know that male Swallowtails gather at puddles, especially just after eclosion, waiting to become ready to mate. Females are typically ready to mate as soon as their wings unfold. When a female joins a puddle party, she's looking for a mate, and is likely to find one soon. After that she will spend most of her time finding places to lay her eggs. 


Photo by Anabenavides, Colombia, August. 

Maeva Leroy believed this to be an early stage caterpillar of Heralides garleppi.


Photo by Maeva Leroy, Surinam, August.

Other researchers say that the caterpillar differs from other species that look similar to the adult garleppi, but this difference remains to be documented with digital photographs.

The preferred host plant is a wild bush in the citrus family called Ticorea foetida, the Foul-Smelling Ticora. Not all Wikipedia pages have been written in or translated to English by humans; that's what translation software is for.


A 1985 assessment of this species' conservation status concluded that not enough is known about it to justify calling it threatened or endangered. Since it has always been rare, has been reported from very diverse and non-contiguous locations, and has features in common with two other species that share the same range, it might be a natural hybrid. More recent studies suggest that it is not a hybrid, but much about this species remains to be learned.