Monday, June 22, 2026

Book Review: Soul on Trial

Title: Soul on Trial

Author: Robin Cutler

Date: 2026 (second edition), 2007

Publisher: View Tree (2026), Rowman & Littlefield (2007)

ISBN: 978-0-9974823-3-1

Quote: "[W]hat might have been a small, sad tale about the death of one young man...exploded across the front pages of rural and big-city papers."

Marine Lieutenant James (Jimmie) Sutton died from a bullet in the brain. The death was reported as a suicide. Arguably it may have been one--but only in the sense that calling out the cowardice of another man, whose reply, by "fighting it out" per contemporary custom, would add two buddies and firearms to the expected fist fight, was suicidal bad judgment. 

Sutton's mother, a Catholic who believed that no one who commits suicide can go to Heaven, reported psychic messages in which Jimmie described being beaten by a "they" who "came up back of me and forced me to the ground." She did not use the word "vision" for such messages or impressions, which she had reported many times, sometimes when the messages were true. 

In spite of the inadmissible nature of her primary evidence, and the prejudice against women to which her opponents played, Mrs. Sutton eventually got an investigation that included questioning the last young people known to have seen Sutton alive and even digging up his mortal remains. The gunshot wound proved to be consistent with the claim that three other men had forced him to the ground while one shot him from behind. 

A hundred years after Sutton's death, his great-niece published the first edition of a well researched historical report on these events, including reforms made at military academies and what became of the three classmates who were involved in killing Sutton. Due to their convincing reports of mental confusion and memory loss, none was found guilty of the actual murder, but it seems likely that "conscience karma" plagued their lives. 

The "Spiritualist" or "Spiritist" movement, in which people who were losing faith in traditional church teachings accepted claims of psychic communication with the dead as scientific fact, was in active opposition to the churches of the time. Spiritualists supported Mrs. Sutton's claims and wanted to exploit them. Mrs. Sutton maintained her Catholic faith. 

The position of this web site is that we have no way to know that people don't receive psychic messages from sources beyond their own intuition--although these sources may be deceiving people about their identity, claiming to be departed friends when they are actually "deceiving spirits," as some traditional churches teach. We do know that Mrs. Sutton was a person who thought in words, and of Irish and German descent. For those who are not familiar with that combination of ethnicity and neurological "wiring," it describes people who, as Cutler observes, may "hear" intuitive warnings about loved ones so often as to become tedious. It is possible to explain these warnings as unconscious guesses that, when people are close to each other, are often right. People remember the details of an accurate premonition such as "they came up back of me and forced me to the ground" more clearly than they remember the details of other, less accurate warning messages the same person has also given loved ones. 

In any case, the Sutton story is a true mystery story, fairly described as one in which family, friends, and the victim's ghost worked together to bring the facts to light. In the nineteenth century "hazing" younger students to teach them patience, discipline, toughness, and the science of pugilism, was defended as a useful outlet for stress at least at schools for boys and men; the Sutton case was among several cases that created a demand for limits on "hazing." Freshmen are still teased and subjected to "tests" and "initiations" at many schools, and military personnel, as "fighting men," are still expected to fight, but not to the point of killing one another. 

Butterfly of the Week: Electric Green Swordtail

Graphium tynderaeus has an almost logical English name. It is the Electric Green Swordtail, or Green-Spotted Swallowtail, because of the patches of bright yellow-green or green-yellow on its wings. It does not, however, have the long "sword" or "swallow tail" appendage on each hind wing. Its wings have the same shape and structure as some other species' wings that do have "sword tails." Generally the tailless African Graphium species have been called Ladies, but this one seems to have impressed some observers as giving the illusion of a masculine personality; only a few sources call it a Green-Spotted Lady, and a few others call it the Green Prince. Species names can be assigned by the scientist who first described the species, or changed by a consensus of scientists later on, without having to make sense.


Photo from the African Butterfly Database.

In Latin and Greek Tyndaraeus, or Tyndareus, was a king of Sparta. Most of the children born to his wife Leda were said to be the children of Zeus, who sneaked into her home in the form of a swan; some say he changed Leda into swan form, too, and they flew off together, and the children Leda had as a result came out in the form of eggs. According to one popular story Leda laid two big eggs, one containing fraternal twins Helen (the daughter of Zeus) and Clytemnestra (the daughter of Tyndareus), the other containing fraternal twins Castor (the son of Tyndareus) and Pollux (the son of Zeus. After that she had a few more children in the normal way. Apart from this aberration in his family life, Tyndareus was remembered for getting the kings of other Greek cities to promise to defend whomever Helen married. This led to the Trojan War. It was traditional to name Swallowtail species after characters in literature.

Graphium tyndaraeus are found in countries along the crook in the western coastline of Africa: "Guinea, Sierra Leone, Liberia, Ivory Coast, Ghana, Nigeria, Cameroon, Equatorial Guinea, Gabon, Angola, Congo, Central African Republic, Democratic Republic of Congo, Tanzania," according to metamorphosis.org.za. They are "uncommon" wherever they live; one of the species that like to spread out across the land. Two or three males are sometimes photographed at one puddle but when tyndareus join big puddle parties, most of their drinking buddies belong to other species.


Photo by Seanbrogan, Republic of the Congo, October.

They live in and near forests, probably where a specific kind of tree grows. There are several generations in a year. Their habitat is consistently warm, with wetter and drier rather than warmer and colder seasons, and they probably are active all year.

Males typically have the high-contrast green and blackish gray coloring, while females can look yellow and brown. Museum specimens tend to fade to yellow and brown. They are well camouflaged among leaves and grass.


Photo by Tonyking.

At night, this one reflects light in an almost fluorescent way.


Photo by Kyledenobrega, Democratic Republic of the Congo, September.

Living butterflies move fast, and have been called the fastest-flying of all Swallowtails. Not easily observed in real life, they are a popular theme for art. Most online references to this species seem to be advertising photos, paintings, sometimes actual dead bodies, collectible postage stamps, and jewelry that preserve likenesses of these butterflies.

Males spend a lot of their time sipping brackish or polluted water, for minerals. Sometimes more than one sips at the same puddle. Sometimes they join puddle parties with smaller butterflies, but they are quick to fly away if approached. One naturalist lured one of these butterflies into camera range with half a boiled egg. (Eggs are rich in minerals.) More than one observer has attracted a male to a dirty shoe or sweaty sock. 


Photo by Stefaneakame. 

Subspecies names have been proposed: confluens, fraudatus, incompleta, nausinous, and ochrea. Of these nausinous was proposed as a separate species, and does show consistent differences from the typical tyndaraeus. The others seem to have been aberrant forms rather than true subspecies. Graphium latreillianus has also sometimes been regarded as a subspecies of tynderaeus but is more often considered a separate species.

Nothing is known about the life cycle of Graphium tynderaeus





Sunday, June 21, 2026

Web Log Weekender: 6.19-20.26

Reality cut into online time again...I did not actually watch videos, but was able to hear some.

Animals 

Yellowstone Park is alive with babies of all kinds, all bubbling and squeaking.


Remember the Purple Leash Project? Want to welcome its new, gorgeous spox?


Or do you remember it and just want to send it some money already?


Farm & Garden

There are probably some flaws with this aphid baffler...


Graphic from Joe Jackson. I looked for more informative articles, which this idea seemed to deserve. Most of what Google pulled up were Facebook posts with the colorful pictures. I did find an early study of what seems to be this summer's breaking news in natural pest control. This writer did the science back in 2024 and explains how the rainbow nets work, working with red, red and white, and red and black strips only:


A 2017 study found that colored netting kept various pests off tomatoes. The 2017 study seems to have piqued Neil DeGrasse Tyson, who has been posting the pretty pictures on F******k. The "different brilliant colors" do seem to be a brilliant idea, though obviously they'd have to be applied at the right time to avoid blocking or confusing pollinators. The pests can get through the nets, physically, but they're not sure that they want to. They are too confused by the unexpected colors. Apparently the colored netting also is free from a chemical older white netting used to release, which reportedly attracted some nuisance insects.

Will nuisance insects evolve an ability to find food through confusing nets? Likely. Con suerte by then we've all rejected poison sprays, so predator populations are rebalanced and things like aphids won't be serious problems anyway. 

I mean to say...aphids. Tiny helpless things you can usually disperse, killing several, by holding your thumb across the garden hose to deliver pressurized spray to the target rosebud, or whatever is attracting enough aphids to qualify collectively as a pest. How is it possible for aphids to become a serious problem? With modern technology it's easy. With modern technology the corn earworm can become a serious pest--by repeated spraying that destroys predator populations. Their being a serious problem is not something that happens in nature, the way occasional plagues of grasshoppers do. The problem is human-made so, in theory, it might be human-corrected.

Farmers are afraid to stop spraying poison before their neighbors do. I can understand this. I remember, the year we lived in a suburb, coming home from school with the usual handful of ladybirds, only to find that a neighbor had sprayed poison. Ladybirds I'd carried home from school were dying; dying aphids were, with their last hours of life, completely covering up one of my rosebuds. (Out with the garden hose and...I didn't have as many roses as expected, but I had some pretty ones.) Neighborly communication is important. That year I was lucky; the man next door was the then-stereotypical nine-to-five grouch, but his wife thought we children were amusing, so next weekend my brother and I laid all Dad had taught us about organic gardening on her. Mother helped her make sense of the infodump, We spent the rest of the summer in the suburb. We children were allowed to rake all the trimmings and prunings off the neighbors' yard and they didn't spray any more. If children going into grades one and five can work out these things in a neighborly way, grown-up farmers can, too.

Ideas, Very Bad (see also Politics) 

John Scalzi explains, succinctly, why Visa's letting ChatGPT shop for owners of the card and the app is a very bad idea...down below obituaries for two other writers, RIP.  (Jane Yolen wasn't a favorite of mine in the way that Ursula K. LeGuin or Suzette Haden Elgin or Anne McCaffrey were, but she was a favorite of many readers'; she was good at the kind of writing she did.)


Music

Taylor Swift.


Queen. 

 
Pink Floyd.


The Rolling Stones.



Simon & Garfunkel.


Anne Bloom.


Aukai.


Emancipator.


Van Morrison--a whole live concert. Almost  90 minutes. 


Moody Blues.


Randy Newman.


David Bay.


Bubblegum Crisis.


Local band someone posted on the Mirror: Delmarva Big Band.



Avishai Cohen.


Daniel Norgren.


Takuya Kuroda.


Paul Simon.


Politics 

A certain political party really does come across like, "All of our actual policy ideas are bad, and we know it but our sponsors are making us stick to these bad ideas, but we really really REALLY HATE the other party's man." This is such an unappealing message that now if any of this party's candidates wins anything, people automatically say that they must've cheated. Endorsement by the Party of Oh How We Hate Trump is starting to count heavily against anybody. Hate has yet to give anything or anybody curb appeal.

But surely some day the sheer vein-popping effort of carrying around so much hate must bring them some benefit, they brayed...


Ds. Please. Try intelligent debate. Show us some plans to cushion the shock of the necessary budget cuts, to keep Social Security disability pensions, to defend the environment from wasteful data mining centers. Stop quibbling about theoretical models of global climate change--is it warming or cooling this year?--and build showers and closets into government offices to reward employees who walk to work in sweaty weather. Get tough on chemical spraying. Deport foreigners who try to ensnare us in their tribal wars.  Stop insulting and alienating women by calling abortion a "right," much less making it the only one of our civil rights you do anything about. Without trying to regress back to the one-size-fits-none, no-choice, government-run model for elementary schools, find ways to broaden the choice of schools open to poor children. Get the cost of a college education back to where every 17-year-old who has academic talent can afford to be educated for an academic career. We need two viable parties. And if you want to punish Trump for his recent bad decisions, ignore him

Role Confusion

While the young woman lacks the life experience to explain what she's talking about, both young men seem completely lost:


How can men lead if women are in control? Here's the deal: Women want a man who can lead but we do know that most of the poor things were not given that ability. Some women settle for relationships where they have to lead. Some hold out for a man we feel able to trust and follow. However, men do NOT become leaders merely by bellowing "I'm bigger so I should be the leader." We say, "Then just line up behind the ox and the mule." Men become leaders by demonstrating leadership abilities over time. Yes, the first several dates are job interviews for which you're paying; if it's any consolation to you boys, the first several dates usually aren't as much fun as going to the same places alone would be for the girl, either. Yes, a crucial leadership skill men have to demonstrate is not ever even suggesting any activity that could cause a baby to be born before marriage. Yes, the minute you start jittering around like that old pop group, wanting to "go All The Way, Roseanna," you put yourselves in the position of followers, for life. Yes, if you stay out of that trap, we're impressed, and we begin to build the kind of trust that will eventually make (a few of you) the leaders in your families. 

Great harm has been done by confused Christians who tell young women that the man is supposed to be the leader in every home or that all wives need to be, or can be, submissives. That is one way a marriage can work but, in reality, things are seldom so cut-and-dried as they are in theory. There's another pattern where both men and women who take charge on a job crave opportunities to lie back, relax, and let their mates take the lead at home. There are many functional families, that even tolerate a little ridicule from the ignorant, where the man is submissive--and in d/s relationships between people who are free and over age 21, the submissive partner is the one in control, and the other one will be the leader whether she likes it or not. There are all sorts of permutations, not to mention perversions, within d/s relationships. And yes, there are couples who stay together, drawn by friendship and carnal passion and responsibility for their children, on a try-to-be-equal basis. Men who don't want to be the leaders don't have to be.

Men who do aspire to be leaders would do well to study the Bible story of Abraham. It would be a good topic for a book a Christian man ought to write. Abraham was commended for his ability to lead a household that included his own father and a platoon of servants, but it seems to have taken either a crisis or a clear command from God to get Abraham to tell anybody to do anything. Even as a religious teacher, a prophet, his style was to parade around showing people how his flocks and herds prospered even though he sacrificed firstborn lambs and goat kids rather than sons. Abraham gave people a good example to follow. Mostly, it seems, they didn't follow very well. His wives and children, except for Isaac, do not seem to have been especially enlightened people. Ishmael was said to be a prophet of the One God but even the Arabs allow that he was not a very effective one. The mere existence of Ishmael was a reminder to Abraham of the trouble he got into by, far from telling less enlightened people what they ought to do, letting them tell him what to do, for the sake of peace. Abraham was the old man who sat in front of his tent, not even the riding boss supervising the herds...except when his less than faithful foster son was in danger. Then he took command of his own private army. Probably the mere idea of Abraham giving orders was enough to shock people into following those orders.

In contrast to Abraham we have Nabal, who might have been given a better name at birth but was known as The Fool, who threw his weight around when David asked for provisions. If Nabal's wife and servants hadn't ignored Nabal's bellowing and bullying, as they were probably in the habit of doing, David's men might have burned the house over Nabal's head. As things were, the fact that nobody took his attempts to be the boss seriously apparently sent Nabal into a fatal stroke...and everybody rejoiced. 

Furthermore, for any of my Insane Admirers who may be reading this...If women who really want leaders attract men whom we are never going to follow, though they are appealing on a strictly superficial level, this creates a sort of sex-free female-dominant friendship that seems to be deeply gratifying to some men. I've had a few male friends I called slaves--to their faces. They liked being called that. I suppose it trivialized the suffering of people who were literally enslaved against their wills, and "followers" would have been a better word. Bottom line: if you're the friend who's always willing to drive for me and my date, move my furniture, take my computer to the shop, etc. etc. etc., you are appreciated in a way. A day will come when you need someone to stay with you in the hospital, baby-sit your niece, take your dog to the vet, etc. etc. etc. I will do those things. I always have cared for each and every follower I ever had. But I never felt the least little hint of physical attraction to any of them. 

Shame 

Over the weekend I heard a report on gangs of mostly Pakistani, but including other Muslim countries, immigrants "grooming" English schoolgirls for the unenviable life of prostitutes in Muslim society. In some of the tribal customs Islam has historically tolerated, women and sometimes men who were "corrupted" by adults before they were even half grown, in order to be marketable at puberty, were blamed and punished for all the sins adults made them commit, told that they can't hope to go to Heaven, and then generally treated like dirt for the rest of their usually short lives. And some sections of British and American society have historically tolerated these customs, too; but, THANKS TO FEMINISM, we now recognize this form of child abuse as an intolerable evil.

Reports of this crime were allegedly censored for seventy years. Well, when people tolerate censorship, that sort of thing is possible. Censorship never exists to protect the innocent. Any attempt at reparations to women needs to begin with a renunciation of censorship. 

(There should be no talk of reparations to anybody else until all males have made reparations to all females. For example, by way of compensation for all the bullying inflicted on female property owners, if we're going to talk about "reparations" all land should be owned by females.)

Can I believe that the crime went on? I can. I say this although, and because, as a "vulnerable" young woman of twenty-one I was positively rescued by Muslims who all, without exception, behaved as honorably toward me as it is possible for human beings to behave; although, and because, my personal rags-to-riches story involved Muslims who stepped in and supported my work in a way my biological relatives should have done, but didn't. Muslims are capable of behaving honorably toward men and toward women. They are capable of being the best friends, the best adoptive brothers and sisters, anyone could hope to have. At the same time some of the same Muslims--not most, but some--are capable of behaving shamefully toward people they judge to be morally inferior. Even if a prostitute was doped, raped, and tortured at age ten, they think, the fact that she (or he) did not immediately commit suicide, but did what per abusers demanded person do, shows that person is an inferior grade of human being who should be spat on. In many tribal traditions of primitive thought, if a really good person is raped, she or he will prove that person really is virtuous by committing suicid.

I can say, at the risk of sounding like one of those morons who babble about "safety" meaning never going out alone, that there are a few things adults can teach "vulnerable" girls to do to make themselves seem less "vulnerable" and more respectable. The early teen years, the first few years when people live or work on their own, and the years when women are nursing babies, are vulnerable periods of life but some proactive self-defense is possible. Stop staring into people's eyes, for a start. The line between sharia-compliant and "trashy" dressing is so broad as to be diffuse, but don't be the one who shows most skin or wears most bondage-inspired styles in your neighborhood. Don't flirt with people you don't know well; if they're nice people and find you attractive, flirting is cruel, while if they're cruel people... Don't scream and shout acros the street. Say no to all drugs. However sorry or trashy or no-account or drunken or even abusive your parents may be, don't say anything disrespectful of your parents to people outside the family, or participate in a conversation where they do. Have a posse; be seen as a social leader. Be independent--a feminist. Be modest about your religious affiliation, but affirm it with modest pride. 

Television and the Internet give us the model of young women who make money by going on stage in what appears to be underwear, simulating sex with a microphone, wailing about how they "need" men...understand that, if you've not been offered a "celebrity" contract that includes all kinds of security, this is not the way to liberation for you. My generation used to sing a song that was about defining your image as a musician, not avoiding "grooming gangs," but the same principle applies: "You can't dress 'trashy' till you spend a lot of money." The more vulnerable and penniless and desperate you feel, the more you need to avoid any form of nonverbal communication, including clothes styles, that comes from the general set of styles and behaviors classified as "trashy." "Redneck chic" and "ghetto style" and even actual vice are options for people who don't know themselves to be "vulnerable." If you just want to feel safe and loved, don't imitate that kind of people.

Americans especially grow up believing that we were all created equal. The people Britain originally called "conservatives" didn't agree with this. Some tribal customs in countries now considered Muslim actively dispute it. In my adoptive brother's native language there are completely different vocabularies for people of different levels of social status. At one point in England it was documented that British society had been influenced by this to the extent that a female Brit described herself as a lady who was insulted by being referred to as a woman. Well, in some parts of Asia there are different words for male adults, elders, children, the things these people do and the things they use, and of course different pronouns, that work the way "lady" and "woman" worked for that wretched Englishwoman. The differences of caste are ingrained in the way people think. As a language learner you're taught that this older man, as it might be your father or your tutor's father, is a shaykh and another older man is a buzzud, and nobody even explains what the difference is; they think it's obvious. Shaykh means an old honorable gentleman and buzzud means an old useless wretch, and there's no sense that these categories might overlap or that people who fit into these categories have a lot in common. And the gap between the females is even wider. As a language learner you're likely to be taught enough different words for respectable women of different ages and social levels that you're supposed to forget about the words for less respectable women, most of which aren't used in polite conversation anyway.

Relevance to UK or US families concerned about these gangs? Well, first of all, it's one of those widespread natural phenomena where, for overlapping sets A and B, very few A are also B, but most B are also A. Most celiacs aren't schizophrenic but about one-third of classic schizophrenics are celiacs. Most Muslims despise prostitutes (admit it, most of the rest of us do too) but they don't belong to the gangs that actively recruit non-Muslim children into that lifestyle. My Muslim friends shunned women they perceived as "dirty" or defiled, rather than abusing them. 

But. In the Virginia sense of the word, at least, any female can choose to be a lady--not a wimpy female but a female born and brought up to wield power, albeit in a gracious way. (Trans-folk can choose to act like ladies, too, and will encounter much less prejudice if they do.) It is a matter of personal choice; not merely, as some feminists have complained, a matter of which men you're related to. If you didn't grow up with a father who was, at least in the US sense, a gentleman, it takes more conscious learning and choice. If at least one of your parents does not have a pedigree with an unbroken line of descent from someone who came to Virginia a good long time ago, you'll never be a Virginia lady; but you can choose to be someone Virginians will recognize as a lady. If you do, yes, I'd expect that Muslims would recognize you as one too. This is a good thing and has practical benefits. But, as a lady, you can't condone the way a small minority of Muslims are actively encouraging others to treat women they do not perceive as ladies. A lady is responsible for rewarding good and discouraging evil. 

As a Virginia lady I cry shame on these Muslims. As a Virginian who appreciates loyalty, who was shown respect by Muslims as a child and friendship with Muslims as a young beginner-in-life, I say that these evildoers have brought dishonor on all Muslims. Even on my friends, and my parents' friends. With love and loyalty and respect for those friends I call for a policy that recognizes the shame these men have brought on the countries and religious tradition they claim. 

We all need to consider what the Koran actually teaches about men and women. We have heard recently that a certain religious teacher claims that it teaches that women are "chattel" and "animals." This quote is probably being taken out of context. Too many Arabists say that the Koran teaches that God made men and women spiritually equal, though women are physically weaker, and that because sinful mortals considered women's work less valuable than men's certain concessions to male supremacism had been allowed. We need to require Muslims admitted to our country, or countries, to reflect at length on the fact that we no longer consider women's work less valuable than men's, and its corollaries, such as

* Men's upper body strength used to make them superior to women as laborers; now it makes them inferior to machines. Women pay taxes to maintain public places. Women would, normally, have equally as much right to access to public places...

* ...if men had not misbehaved in public places, creating suspicion and requiring men to be very circumspect, even apologetic, if we choose to continue to allow unsupervised men to be out in public space at all. In the presence of any American female, even an infant, a foreign male should bow his head and shut his mouth. 

* Whether men, as a class, can be law-abiding enough to deserve civil rights has been called into question by their hatecrimes against women. Some men obviously belong in all-male work camps and should be in those. Men allowed to move freely among free people, live with families, go to school, vote, etc., need to clean up their behavior. The question is not "Why did those cowardly men sit in their seats while a man stood up and stabbed Iryna Zarutska?" but "What were the murderer and those other unaccompanied men doing in train cars that have seats?"

* Although we thank veterans for their service, the superior value of males as soldiers consists of their disposability. Biologically we can do without men. No man should ever for a moment forget this.

* So long as people think in terms of social status, they need to think of their own social status as the lowest. The Maharajah of Rajput therefore has lower status than a welfare mother's neglected four-year-old in the US, and must demonstrate that he has learned to behave accordingly. A renowned medical doctor from Bombay who comes here to do volunteer work with homeless patients is lower in status than his patients are. Although this is mostly a way of thinking that everyone can ignore once the newcomer has overcome tendencies to feel superior to others, behavior that demeans Americans should never be tolerated. We don't bow. You do.

Book Review: Returning to Love

Title: Returning to Love

Author: Norah Porter

Date: 2023

Quote: "She wanted to feel the way she had when she'd been with Drew."

Hannah's family wanted her to leave the island and go to college. Their unaccountable dislike for her high school boyfriend might have deserved more serious consideration than Hannah gives it--on islands, as in small towns, elders have been known to disapprove of otherwise desirable matches because they know the young people are or may be cousins--but this doesn't seem to be the case with Drew and Hannah. Anyway they want her to know that, if she comes back to the island, it's a choice, that she could have been successful in the city. Hannah has been reasonably successful, for her age, in work in the city, but the only romance in her life has consisted of being pursued by Ted, whose controlling, narcissistic tendencies are starting to turn her against him. 

Back on the island, Drew married Fiona, who was too selfish and immature to stay with him very long. Although Fiona did not leave him for another man and is still possessive of her ex-husband, which some Christians would think indicates that they ought to be reconciled, Drew and Hannah are still attracted to each other and want to pick up where they left off.

It's a sweet romance so you know how this must end. Some readers will object to Drew's being divorced; those who don't may enjoy visiting the unnamed, fictional island town. Nobody becomes a Christian or preaches a sermon in this book. However, characters go to church, thank God, and recognize Hannah's saying no to premarital sex as a display of Christian "virtue."

Friday, June 19, 2026

Web Log for 6.18.26

Trigger warning: At the bottom of the page this post contains wasp pictures. Slightly magnified for research purposes, they can also be used for desensitization by people with wasp phobias. People need to deal with these phobias. Most paper wasps are both useful and friendly animals.

Glyphosate Awareness

Long, college reading level, blog on the current state of GMO regulations.


Breast cancer correlated with use of "pesticides," generally, including glyphosate.


Music 

Sixto Rodriguez.


Neil Young.


Emancipator.


"Triangles in the Sky."


Santana.


Vaccine Accountability 

Have some vaccines proved to be, on the whole, safe and effective? Yes. But even those vaccines aren't 100% safe--or 100% effective--and they were identified only by trial and error, with some early results as ghastly as the results of the COVID vaccines recently or the flu vaccines in the 1970s. 


 Wasps, the Periodic Rant 

There are caterpillars that eat other insects. When inchworms stand straight out at an angle to a branch, they're not just trying to disguise themselves as twigs; turns out some of them are hunting for tiny gnats, which they're able to grab between their six "true" legs and eat. (As a group, these little pugilists are nicknamed Pugs.) There's a British butterfly, which will probably be our Butterfly of the Week in another five or ten years if the web site lasts so long, and which, as a caterpillar, lives among ants and eats their pet aphids. Seriously. British ants rear aphids, take them out to munch on leaves, bring them in so the ants can eat aphid digest, which apparently tastes sweet, and then the caterpillars eat some of these aphids. And there's a moth, which obviously I feel less keen on than the wasp hater featured in this video, whose caterpillar attacks paper wasp larvae. Before raving about how cool this moth is, one could consider how many mosquitoes, caterpillars--even tent caterpillars, which are too furry and too toxic for most predators--flies, gnats, aphids, and other nuisances paper wasps eat. I like paper wasps and would be inclined to kill a Sooty-Winged Chalcoela (the wasp hater seems to be reading the name as Chalcoeia, but it's Chalcoela, with two L's) if I found one. Nevertheless:


The caterpillars are about the same size as baby wasps, and look similar. Instead of resting in the nest while their parents bring them food, the caterpillars chew their way from cell to cell, eating the back ends of the baby wasps, and then eventually pupate in a cell where they look like pupating wasps. Nasty sneaky little things!

In the video you see them parasitizing Polistes dominula, which Wikipedia lists as their favorite prey species. P. dominula is a bit of an invasive nuisance that can out-compete native wasps like Polistes fuscatus if you're not careful. (P. fuscatus are my favorites--they can sting, but individuals don't pack much venom and they would really rather be friends.) And in the video you see dominula devouring a little Monarch caterpillar, which does occasionally happen. Nevertheless. 


Photo from Wikipedia.


Polistes exclamans is a different species that can be mistaken for dominula. Their body colors can vary but their distinguishing feature is their three-colored antennae. They have evolved strategies for fighting back and coexisting with the Sooty-Winged Chalcoela, but their strategies are only partly effective, according to 



Photo from Wikipedia. 

Polistes metricus can be mistaken for fuscatus, and often capitalizes on the resemblance by actually sharing nests with fuscatus The wasps don't seem to crossbreed but they live together as neighbors, possibly because fuscatus aren't a preferred target of the Sooty-Winged Chalcoela. To ordinary human view they look just alike, except that metricus have yellow on their legs. Under a microscope they have different body shapes, and metricus seems more "closely related" to other species with which it doesn't share nests. Both species are generally peaceable. Metricus may specialize more in eating caterpillars while fuscatus eat more gnats and mosquitoes; this has not been fully documented.



In the Southwestern States and Mexico these species are often displaced by a more aggressive native paper wasp, Polistes apachus (sometimes called P. texanus). If apachus prefer to live in peace, nobody has documented the fact or discussed how they go about making friends. They often infest fig orchards and attack fig pickers. Probably nobody cares how many of them may be eaten by Sooty-Winged Chalcoelas.


Mischocyttarus flavitarsis has a different body shape from the Polistes paper wasps and does not live in my part of the world. It's another favorite target for Sooty-Winged Chalcoelas. It is described as having a rather appealing little foible: its odor (not conspicuous to humans) repels the ant species that are its primary predators, so it tries to defend itself and its nest by ramming and rubbing against surfaces rather than stinging. It does have a sting but, reportedly, humans have to crush the individual wasp or damage the nest to find out whether they're sensitive to its venom. Most people aren't.


Photo from inaturalist.com. Wikipedia has an article about this species, but not a clear photo.

Another wasp that attracts the Sooty-Winged Chalcoela is Jack Spaniard, Polistes annularis, the paper wasp most people would like to see go extinct. It was nicknamed "Spaniard" in colonial days, when that name referred to enemy soldiers who fought Englishmen with swords, because the wasps always seem ready to whip out their little "swords" and sting people. Distinguished by a yellow ring separating its reddish anterior and blackish posterior sections, annularis gives all paper wasps a bad name. It is slightly bigger than fuscatus and packs much more venom. And it just generally does not like humans. 


Photo from Wikipedia. Each Wikipedia article about each of these wasps can be reached from links in the other articles, so I shouldn't have to go back and copy each URL after copying each picture...

The trouble with identifying this species is that, until annularis has behaved like annularis (attacking someone for no obvious reason), it doesn't look all that different from other paper wasps. In fact some harmless fuscatus mimic annularis


This is a typical fuscatus found in Virginia. On close examination she has quite a bit of red and yellow coloring, though from a distance she just looks dark brown, or, in Latin, fuscatus. She is both blacker (in front) and more colorful (overall) than annularis, and also smaller--even the breeding queens of this species are often less, never more, than an inch long. The color markings vary considerably among nest mates and help individuals recognize one another. They recognize individual humans, too. 


But this fuscatus from Florida has clearly evolved to mimic annularis. Though smaller and more colorful, she does show that warning color pattern!And so, in a general way, does one of the fuscatus on the screen porch who are currently supervising the writing of this blog post. 

Apart from size there are other significant differences between fuscatus and annularis. Polistes fuscatus like to eat insects that annoy humans and often nest in or near our homes. When a new little queen wasp hatches, in early spring and as each generation replaces the one before it all year, she will fly toward the humans in the house and check them out. If they stand still and don't make hasty or aggressive moves, they are friends and she will positively protect them. (She doesn't have much room for thinking about new information. She has fantastic instincts and memory but her brain's not wired for real thinking.) Fuscatus will occasionally taste something sweet or tangy, like fruit, but don't have much appetite for sugar and don't try to store sugar in their nests. They use fibre from plants and insect bodies to make "paper," and live primarily on protein and fat from other insects. They can both kill and carry insects up to twice their own size. I have seen an inch-long fuscatus carrying a two-inch-long tent caterpillar.

Annularis, conversely, usually nest above water, eat primarily aquatic insects, often visit flowers for nectar, may do some accidental pollination, and can even be said to make honey since they sometimes store partly digested nectar in cells of their nests. 

The most obvious difference between these species, when the likable ones mimic the nasty ones, is their stinging behavior. Annularis are full of venom; their sting has been described, by people who are not hypersensitive to it, as like an injection of hot lava under the skin. A sting on the hand might cause the hand to puff up enough to interfere with use of the fingers for a few days. Annularis are the paper wasps most likely to sting a person just because they like the landscape better without humans in it. Fuscatus have little venom; their sting is usually described as like touching a big blunt needle or splinter, and discomfort lasts for minutes, not days. They may panic and sting strangers approaching their nest in a hasty impulsive way, but not without giving the strangers every chance to greet the wasps properly and establish friendly relationships. They will chase a person who runs away from them, presumably finding it profitable to let their behavior evolve along the theory that the person had a bad conscience and was dangerous. They quickly learn to like fluorescent lights, especially shop and desk lights where a lot of freshly killed insect bodies can accumulate between tubes and frames. Since they like the insects that annoy humans they are highly motivated to make friends with us. 

So, for that matter, are dominula


Photo from Wikipedia. This European species, an unwelcome immigrant in North America, is typically only about three-fourths of an inch long. 

I all but literally heard one, whose nest I was inclined to scrape off the screen door, as she paused and held eye contact with me while carrying a fly in her mouth: "All I want is to rear my babies in peace." I do scrape and burn dominula nests in winter. In summer, when the wasps are making themselves useful, I leave them in peace. That summer, I propped that screen door open while the young wasps grew up. Though smaller than fuscatus, they are more venomous (their sting may burn a bit for several hours), but they too really want to coexit peaceably with humans. If they can. They do silly things like building nests on doors and defending the said nests every time the doors are used, because despite their awesome instincts they are really not very bright, but they mean well. If they nest on a door it's not hard to make friends with them, then approach the nest early in the morning when everyone is asleep, scrape it off into a jar, clap a lid on the jar, and dump out the wasps more than half a mile away. 

That the Sooty-Winged Chalcoela attacks vicious annularis and seldom attacks friendly fuscatus is almost enough to reconcile me to this moth...but I don't like animals that molest my wasps. Period.

Book Review: Hollow Secrets

Title: Hollow Secrets

Author: Stump Lewis

Quote: "He reads the new message: You're already in it. Back off, or watch them bleed."

In the spooky little town called Wraiths Hollow, detective Jake and his friend Mara start receiving threatening messages that eventually help them solve a kidnapping case. 

This short novella reads like something that was dashed off and sent to book reviewers as a sort of trailer for a longer, more complex detective story. For a crime story it's relatively cheerful, though; the victim seems likely to survive. I wasn't motivated to buy the longer book, but mystery buffs might be.

Prompted Bad Poetry: Hackell Keith

This little rhyme is, fortunately, fiction--prompted by the Poets & Storytellers United suggestion to write a poem containing the words "blooms," "hammer," and "teeth."

Shed not a tear for Hackell Keith,
Who's somewhere in this slammer
For knocking all his brother's teeth
Out with a ball-peen hammer.
The twelve-year-old deserves these blooms.
For the teen, a life sentence looms.

But if you ask how Hackell thought
Of such a crime, so horrid,
His story is: his brother, brought
To tears and sweat on forehead
By an impacted molar, begged
That his bad, crooked teeth be pegged.

"For if I have no teeth at all,"
The younger brother pleaded,
"Some nice, straight implants then may fall
In the category 'Needed.'"
Hackell considered this, and struck.
So now--he blames it on bad luck--

Though Bobby Keith will get nice teeth,
The public's wrath has fallen
Upon the head of Hackell Keith,
For what the judge is calling
Insurance fraud with ill intent.
Sighs Hackell, "That's not what we meant."

Thursday, June 18, 2026

Can We at Least Look Forward to Re-Entry?

"Don'it always seem to go, you don't know what you have till it's gone?" Today's main post was a real downer for me to write. I don't know that this needs to be a downer season, though. While we can use the Internet without feeding the monsters we want to starve, let's enjoy it. Most of my online time will be spent downloading content I want to save (mine and other people's) but there's no reason not to share and enjoy all the digital content we've really "liked" for all these years. I may be linking to posts from the 1980s; no apologies. Some people were posting good stuff back then, and deserve credit.

After all...we'll still have our skills. We can reenter the Internet if and when we get...this is my list, I encourage you to post yours:

* Privacy protected by federal law, with heavy penalties for anyone storing in one place enough information to be able to identify any person in the real world. (The federal government has its own special networks that do not connect to the regular Internet. As long as that disconnection is absolute, I'm not opposed to that.)

* Requirement that all "data centers" generate ALL of their own electricity (from sustainable, non-nuclear sources), recycle ALL of their own water (such that they're cut off from public supplies after drawing 50 gallons for workers to drink and wash their hands in), shut down instantly if monitors show them raising the air temperature 50 feet away, pay all content producers for all data they collect or use, are continually monitored and shut down permanently if they prey on data from unpaid sources, are unable to connect with computers that are in use, and generally are such a liability that nobody wants to build one anyway.

* Requirement that any company that uses content produced by any individual must compensate that individual within a week and before using, selling, or publishing the said content.

* Criminal penalties for any use of camera, microphone, or any unpublished content on another person's computer in the absence of either a specific contract signed before the transfer of each individual data file, or a legitimate search warrant for the prosecution of a crime. YouTube may not try to "see" even the silhouette of a human before playing a video. The fact that Microsoft has reacted recognizably to being shouted at, in the past year, must cost Microsoft mucho dinero. (The cats probably think I'm losing my marbles, with all the yelling at this computer they've heard. It's all been a scientific experiment. Yes, the microphone app has been turned off, and yes, Microsoft has still reacted as if it were turned on.)

* Redesign of the Internet to limit electronic payment, criminalizing any attempt to connect directly to any individual's bank or utility account. (Connections among businesses may be allowed at the businesses' own risk and expense, provided that the businesses receive regular and realistic warnings about how foolish this is.) 

* Requirement that any company that delays payment for more than a week, without specific authorization from the person(s) to be paid, will jollywell pay the debt owed AS IT STOOD ON EACH AND EVERY DAY THAT IT WAS OWED. If a content site that owed you $10 in 2011 has not paid that debt by 2027, it can be held responsible, and its owners' assets sold, to pay you $10 for each day since the failure to pay in 2011. Yes, Paypal and many other e-businesses will be hurting, and they'll deserve it. No, companies can't withhold transfers of payment on transactions of which they disapprove. Yes, customers can refuse to pay for content because they don't like what the online worker produced or because they can't afford to complete the project or just because they want to dissolve their companies and get drunk, but they have to do that before a contract is signed, work is done, and the final copy of the content is delivered. 

* Redesign of the Internet to allow NO third party to interrupt the use of a privately owned computer, except for law enforcement agencies with a search warrant for prosecution of a crime. "Updates" and "cookies" and spyware LOCKED OUT of computers for at least one hour after the last keystroke, and preferably, when the infrastructure is in place, for the time it takes the FCC to review a request to meddle with another person's computer and deny permission to companies that aren't making a positive contribution to the computer owner's experience. (Spyware might, following Yougov's example, be allowed to run after a contract has been signed paying the computer owner, say, $10 a month plus complete access to whatever the client company has been allowed to spy on.) Meanwhile, if, say, a Microsoft update causes your computer not to obey a keyboard command INSTANTLY, if you have time to repeat a keystroke because it's not obvious that the first command "went through," you would activate a red button on your screen (or on new computers' keyboards) that would require Microsoft or any other company interfering with your use of your computer to pay you a substantial fine.

* Redesign of Microsoft into HUMBLEsoft, the company that has been put in its place and will never again presume to try to "force" its Lords and Masters the Most Honorable Customers to buy or do anything. Its new slogan must be "One computer per person per lifetime." It can continue to provide an outlet for creative ingenuity...keeping the ever-evolving Internet accessible to every computer, to every software package that pleases its owner.

* Criminal penalties for the unpaid, unauthorized use of any likeness of any living person. Any image of a person who is not fully clothed, or who appears to be touching any part of another person's body other than hand to hand, may be considered unauthorized. Porn lovers now have Craiyon and can watch three-eared porn stars doing whatever occurs to the porn lovers' filthy little minds, but they should not be allowed to drag you or me into it.

* Since plagiarism bots are driving the demand that people use those ugly, hard-to-read sans serif fonts, recognition of the font "Calibri" as identifying data that has been made available for mining and is likely to be plagiarized, while other sites and systems use decent-looking serif fonts that print out looking like the print in real books--familiar and easy to read!

* Well publicized ban of any country whose government wants censorship from the new Internet, which is for responsible adults and does not pamper those whose feelings are hurt by new ideas. Foreign users logging in to the Internet should see a message along the lines of, "You are attempting to connect to the Internet, a service designed by and for a country that has freedom of the press. Successful prosecution of a crime under United States law is necessary to restrict access or 'reach' to any content. If your national government has a problem with this, then the Internet is off limits to you. Work on upgrading your national government. We regret the inconvenience."

* Requirement that electronic devices that cost the owner more than $100 be classified as COMPUTERS and come with physical data storage, solid opaque keys including pointer and clicker keys, and a reliable heavy-duty printer, while devices that store data "in the cloud" and lack these features are classified as ACCESSORIES and may not be sold for more than $99.

Yes, we should have demanded all of these things a whole lot sooner. No doubt, if we'd imagined how fast the garbage features could be cranked out and built into a dysfunctional system, we would have demanded them. Now we must demand them as conditions for re-entry into the Internet. No connection from Windows 10, or Windows 7, or Windows 92? Soooo long, it's been good to know ya...

Bill Busting 108: Cheap Computing

The final installment planned for this frugal series is not happening any more.

With Microsoft threatening to feed all online writers, artists, and data analysts into food for its plagiarism ("artificial intelligence") monsters, I don't know whether there's going to be any valid reason for any frugal person to own a computer, or have one at home, after October.

If there is such a reason, it'll be an old one that no longer links to the Internet but processes words and numbers even better now. 

I'd planned to make this a much more informative and entertaining post that would be worth somebody's $5, but times have changed...so I'm glad nobody paid for the post I intended to write.

I think, instead of planning home computer centers, we should be planning our post-computer lives.

Web Log for 6.16-17.26

Not much online time, these two days; even the Petfinder Post was late. What can I say? Some days are just too beautiful to spend looking at a computer. This weather was irresistible--sunny, in the 65 to 70 degrees Fahrenheit range, low humidity. Even my eighty-year-old cousins had to be out in it. 

Animals 

Tiger Swallowtails, which aren't even considered "closely related" to Monarch butterflies, share one of the same favorite foods:


Photo from https://www.backyardecology.net/, which people who like this blog are likely to enjoy, too.

Economics 

Robert Malone applies this dry subject to the topic of food. Is socialism what's made young people so sick that they've not seen through socialism yet?


Music 

Bag Raiders.


Mark Knopfler.


Stevie Nicks.


Steve Miller Band.


Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros.


America.


Tourism (Tennessee) 

Dolly Parton plans a week of public partying for the grand opening of her Tennessee-based answer to Buc-ee's. Seriously. Celebrating a truck stop?!?!?! Well, there will be live bands.

New Book Review: A Murder Most Mulchy

Title: Murder Most Mulchy

Author: Pamela Gunn

Date: 2026

Quote: "The tiny white poodle...glances back at me...before veering straight between two rows of potted hydrangeas."

When Moxie, the Golden Retriever, decides to help Ruby, the human, catch Delilah, the tiny white poodle who belongs to some of her acquaintances, everyone skids through the wet soil at the flower show and Ruby lands right in the middle of somebody's display. Somebody she happened to dislike. Many people had quarrelled with Elliot but Ruby had done it most recently. And Elliot is also in the middle of his display, buried in hay, dead.

In order to stop people looking at her sidewise and muttering, Ruby decides, she has to find out whodunit. So she does. 

This is a short cozy mystery. If readers don't guess whodunit right away, they won't be guessing for long.  

Wednesday, June 17, 2026

Book Review: Gesundheit

Book Review: Gesundheit

Author: Patch Adams (Hunter D. Adams, M.D.)


Date: 1998

Publisher: Healing Arts Press

ISBN: 0-89281-781-X

Length: 193 pages text, 34 pages reference material

Illustrations: black-and-white photos

Quote: “Health is based on happiness—from hugging and clowning around to finding joy in family and friends, satisfaction in work, and ecstasy in nature and the arts.”

Not everyone who watched Robin Williams play Patch Adams, M.D. realized that there was a real Gesundheit Institute. There was, and the worst thing about it was that Patch Adams was born in 1945. Which means he’s reaching retirement age.

In this book, Dr. Adams describes his philosophy of medical practice. It’s about wellness, not just banishing one particular symptom. Not everyone wants to strip for an examination from a doctor who’s likely to clown in the office—all the way to wearing a squeaker-balloon nose—and not all cancer patients appreciate “Tumor Humor,” but laughing is known to stimulate the body’s production of safe natural pain suppressants. Since Adams also avoided raising people’s blood pressure by giving them bills, letting them pay what and when they felt they ought to pay, some Creative Tightwads thought the comedy approach was worth trying.

Patients and doctors who agreed to try a holistic approach experimented with using a house for that purpose for a few years. Then legal concerns caused Adams to stop offering treatment to new patients and focus on raising funds for a "proper hospital" that would meet regulatory demands. Adams agreed to the making of the movie in order to raise those funds and, to his disappointment, neither actors nor producers actually donated revenue from the movies to the hospital. 

There is still no physical Gesundheit Hospital where patients can pursue holistic or naturopathic healing free of charge and pay when they're able to go back to work. There may never be one. If there is, it will need to be organized in a realistic, post-socialist way. "Patch" Adams himself is still clinging to a fantasy that "From each according to his ability, to each according to his need" can work beyond a small voluntary community of people united by religious beliefs. I, myself, would be more than satisfied to see it being made to work by a few such communities. 

Top Ten Things to Know Before Visiting My Small Town

My small town is Gate City, Virginia. People most often visit because they have relatives or friends here. Some other reasons to visit Gate City include camping at the Natural Tunnel State Park, hiking in the Jefferson National Forest, musical performances at the Carter Fold, NASCAR races at nearby Bristol (which fills up enough that race fans feel lucky to find rooms only thirty miles away), work for or with the Eastman Chemical Company in Kingsport, and generally exploring the scenic Appalachian Mountain region. If you are visiting for this kind of reason, knowing these ten things will help you not to seem outrageously less informed than those who are visiting friends and relatives.

1. Gate City is not even within walking distance from Appalachia.

The Appalachian Mountains were named for people who lived further south and called themselves Apalachee or Appalatchi. People who live in Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, North Carolina, or north Georgia usually pronounce the third syllable like "latch." People living further away from the name's point of origin pronounce it more like "laysh." In many places the whole mountain region may be called Appalachia without causing confusion. 

In Virginia, however, Appalachia is the name of one specific town, and it's more than thirty miles away from Gate City. (People who live in one town might organize car pools to the other town, but not every week, or every month.) Traditionally Gate City enjoyed a more stable economy, though the difference has narrowed considerably within my lifetime. Appalachia was a mining town, while Gate City was a farm-and-market town with some small factories.

2. Downtown Gate City is a model of a walkable community. 

People don't have to live packed in on top of each other to have a "walkable" downtown. People with mailing addresses in Gate City may live ten or more miles away from the town's business district. Once in the business district, most people can walk from any point in "downtown" Gate City to any other point in ten or fifteen minutes. 

3. Though Gate City is not a model of wheelchair accessibility, people can and do roll through town in wheelchairs. 

Drivers should be careful to show courtesy to a vibrant wheelchair-using community who whir on battery-powered chairs and carts along the main streets of town  Not all stores and restaurants have smooth, wide doorways or fully accessible restrooms, but people will usually help anyone who needs help. Respect for our elders includes making things accessible to people with mobility challenges.

4. What "Blue Devils" really means is "students preparing to go to Duke or a similar big-name university." So, yes, you might see a T-shirt advertising that the wearer "still prays"...and, though it's not been advertised on the same shirt, for our "Devils." 

Two separate traditions face off here:

(a) The "blue devils" of alarm and despondency plagued English-speaking people as early as the sixteenth century. In the 1910s, during the war, the name "Blue Devils" was given to a group of fighter pilots and planes. Admiration for the pilots led to Duke University and other schools nicknaming their athletic teams "Blue Devils." High school teams were usually named in honor of university teams. So the Gate City Blue Devils are a football team that have, historically, bagged far more than their fair share of state trophies. Relatively little "satanic panic" has been generated by this traditional name.

(b) Voluntary, often student-led, prayer and Bible study has often been tolerated on campus until someone complained. Most people in Gate City identify as Christians; many attend evangelical churches and feel, or try to become, comfortable praying and leading Bible studies in any social context. During one incident the American Civil Liberties Union told student prayer warriors that an appropriate way to proclaim their faith at a public school might be "on a T-shirt." The intention might have been to stifle effusions of religious fervor; if so, it failed. Someone promptly designed rather attractive T-shirts advertising "Gate City: I Still Pray in Jesus' Name." 

Most religious teachers agree that it's not appropriate to pray that the Blue Devils win games, but it is appropriate to pray for a good, safe, fair game where nobody gets hurt and all college-bound Blue Devils get their chances to qualify for athletic scholarships.

5. The Devil's Bathtub is a naturally formed, deep pool in a mountain stream. 

The place was named before the team was. People who embarrassed Gate City High School by performing badly in competitions--e.g. forgetting all about a school competition in the excitement of getting something of real importance done at home--were traditionally punished by scolding and shunning, not by being thrown into the Devil's Bathtub. Anyway, competent swimmers who dive into the Devil's Bathtub in warm weather usually pop out feeling refreshed. But it is deep enough, with enough current and rocks, that a non-swimmer might be able to drown.

6. The Tour de Possum Creek was a serious bicycle race that many people enjoyed for many years, but it's no longer staged today. Maps of the course are still available for those who want to cycle 43 miles including a long climb. 

Possum Creek is the stream that flows along the other side of the Clinch Mountain, in a pretty rural neighborhood called Yuma. (Somebody had been to Yuma, Arizona, and liked the name.) It meanders along a nice smooth course in between farms, churches, and country stores, for much of the way but does feature about half a mile of heavy pedalling. Events associated with the Tour also included a half-course race for less serious cyclists and a six-mile "Family Fun Ride," for "Little Possums," between family-friendly restaurants. 

7. People who keep horses still don't like possums. 

Possums are awesome. They can and do eat ticks--though ticks are hardly their favorite thing and I often do find dog ticks within a few feet of the resident possum's den. They are more likely to eat roaches, including the wood and palmetto roaches that nibble on old wooden houses in damp weather. They do love to clean out cats' litter pits and eat things the cats catch and then don't want to eat, themselves. Although possums eat dung and carrion and can carry disease germs for short distances, their peculiarly slow metabolism and low body temperature kill most virus and bacteria. Most people avoid getting close to possums; therefore very few diseases are spread among people by possums. (Possums are, for example, probably the least likely of wild animals to spread rabies.) 

Most possums don't want to get close to humans any more than humans want to get close to them. A normal possum has about fifty teeth. If you try to pick up a possum the animal may sink every one of those teeth into you...though possums really do collapse into a comalike state, showing minimal vital signs, when they're scared and the possum might seem to have "died of fright" before you touched it, especially if it was in a trap. 

However, if everyone in the family, including cats and dogs, allows a possum to clean up nasty messes in peace, possums can become friends. You don't have to touch an animal to bond with it. Possums aren't very clever or entertaining animals but they do learn to come and go on call, and they can completely eliminate the most unpleasant part of routine cat ownership. 

Horsey people, however, will never forgive possums for one thing the little animals can't help: there is one parasitic infection they do spread--to horses--and it's fatal. If you keep horses, you never feel safe keeping a possum.

8. Raccoons, bears, coyotes, and rattlesnakes really don't mix well with humans. Most other wild animals, however, do. 

If you stay long enough in a place where most wildlife have adapted to coexist with humans, you too may have an unforgettable relationship with an unusual animal--a "personal moth" who feels safe in your woodbin, a wren who nests on your front porch, a neighbor's horse who comes to lean over the fence for a friendly visit every evening. Bonding with a spider is not a sign of desperate loneliness or even heavy drinking. It can be an indication that you were able to recognize one of the local spider species that naturally live in a near-symbiotic relationship with humans.

It's not unusual to meet a deer, wild turkey, or stray chicken on the street in my town.  I wish it were still unusual to meet a bear--but it's not really. 

9. You can tap maple trees and make maple syrup in the South, too. 

In Vermont and Canada, maple sap rises in March. Here, it rises in the February thaw--some years, even in the January thaw. The proportion of sap to syrup is still ridiculously high. You have to boil off the water in about 40 gallons of sap to get about a pint of thick maple syrup. 

All maple species yield usable syrup. Ironically, sugar maples were rated the best because they tend to produce syrup and sugar that taste least "maple-y," most like white sugar. People who buy maple syrup now tend to prefer a more "maple-y" flavor.

However, maple syrup never became a major local tradition here because boiling down sorghum syrup was a more efficient way to get a sweet taste. There is a local beekeeping tradition, too, although I often wonder how many of the people who display bee-motif "country" decor items had the fortitude to talk to our local beekeeper when he was alive. (Beekeeping was traditionally a hobby for weird old men and we had one who filled the bill.) 

10  Most people don't know what they have till it's gone. 

A surprising number of people in Gate City are denatured humans who don't know one useful herb from another. You don't have to know what natural richness is in and around this little town to live here, have family here, or belong here. But it would be nice if more people did.