Sunday, October 25, 2026

Web Log for 10.23-24.26

Fall foliage may be peaking, but it's not at much of a peak yet. We did not have enough frost to bring out red colors as expected. Trees are now either green or bare, except ash--some yellow leaves there. Lots of yellow leaves are turning brown and crumbling on the ground by now.

Animals 

It's never too late to Make a Dog's Day. It's been about a month since, while tweeting in aid of fostering dogs, I e-met someone who promised to pay the fees if I fostered a dog. I've not forgotten; a dog could be a great help in being my own nightwatchman. I haven't found my way to Kingsport yet. It will happen. I remember how to get there--just don't go as often, now that the instant-slum streets are so nasty that I don't enjoy walking around what used to be the best part of town. Meanwhile, enjoy this adorable photo essay about a former shelter dog.


Cartoons 

Beth Ann Chiles shared the perfect cartoon for those days when neutral emotion, stonefaced correctness, IS the way we project love for humankind. (Because even flashing an eyebrow in a cheerful way would be a lie.) God thinks we're a delight. It is up to other people to manage their own moods.


Lens says it's for sale at Redbubble.com.

Election 

I've seen a commendable absence of election ads this year. Are we having an election? We are, and if you've not already heard, both of our incumbents are being challenged. From our Left we have a fluffy "Bring it home with Joy!" campaign to vote for somebody from Bedford called Joy Powers. If we want to talk to our Congressman or his or her staff, would we rather drive to Abingdon or to Bedford? Unless you're a term limits fanatic, you're not interested in Miss Joy. She does have a nice wholesome farmwife look, but the top of her resume mentions managing county fairs. Seriously?

Then on our Right we have a Hawaii native with an impressive service record, Bert Mizusawa, challenging Mark Warner. Don't write him off as a carpetbagger because he was born out west of the West; he was brought to Virginia as an early age, went to school in Hampton...read his Wikipedia biography, and then decide what that record says to you. He is not a carpetbagger. He is a Virginia veteran. 


I like Senator Warner; he has broken away from the idiots in his party and done the right thing on some occasions, but...one campaign promise Trump's kept has been to stay out of the tribal war in Europe. Cut off the money, let them get tired of fighting and negotiate their own real estate deal for themselves like the adults they appear to be. And part of the Ds' anti-Trump rhetoric has been "Let's rush in and actually fight alongside our fellow Socialists in Ukraine!" 

It's getting down to really primal, primary-colored terms.

Ds map as Blue = WAR

Rs map as Red = PEACE

If you voted D for the sake of peace, sixty years ago...believe it, we have to vote R for the sake of peace now. You think Trump's support for war with Iran's bad, but it's not the Third World War. Involvement with Europe would be the Third World War. Vote D if you want to see firsthand what a nuclear bomb will do to your town. If Senator Warner makes a public commitment to oppose any form of support for any foreign war, I'll help reelect him. Otherwise, well, he has been through the wringer lately and might benefit from some time off.

Also on the ballot we have some referenda, and some counties have their own local issues of which I will stay out. About the referenda, the position of this web site is: Vote your conscience on abortion and (keeping our traditional toothless opposition to) same-sex marriage, but I think we should keep, for its deterrent value if nothing else, the ban on letting convicted felons vote. What politician wants their vote?

Music  

Vince Guaraldi Trio.


Someone shared a link to Exhumed's "Unsafe at Any Speed." It's a terrifically horrific punk skit/song about the hazards of distracted driving. The lyrics are graphic and gruesome and are performed in a loud, hoarse, antiphonal shouting mode that has caused me to remember them for forty-some years as "Oo gah sock ah, Oo gah, Oo gah." You don't actually hear the words. You have to read them separately, which you can do on any ad-driven song lyrics site. What you see on the video is a skit where an old man yells at characters called Mummy, Boozy, Romeo, and Juliet to watch a speeded-up, blurry, black-and-white movie about what traffic accidents look like. Boozy is sick; Romeo and Juliet keep drooling on each other. 

I cannot imagine what Youtube thought watching this video was likely to incite me to do. I can see parents thinking it's a horror show that's likely to give children nightmares. I'm an old lady who's seen more gruesome fake blood than the Mummy character's, which reminds me of my all-time cheapest Halloween costume actually. I've been online, under other names, longer than YT has; Priscilla King, the brand, has been online for twenty years now. Youtube stalled, demanding that I log in to "verify" my age. Hello? I was already logged in. Did it seem to anyone at Youtube that I wrote like a one-year-old in 2006? I'm well over 21 years old. I'm older than this song. 

Anyway, Youtube really does not want you to watch "Unsafe at Any Speed." But if you're ever tempted to drive fast, it is a good song, and video, to have stored in your head. It might help.

Roberto Cacciapaglia.




Thom Yorke.


Elijah Bossenbroek.


Einar Selvik.


Deuter.


"Maggie the Afterlove Voice." Open a phone directory, stick in a pen: any name would have to be better than that. "Dime, mujer, cuando el amor se olvida, ?sabes tu adonde va?" I don't know, but it doesn't leave one wanting to hear the voice no longer loved...I actually think her singing voice is pretty good.


Tom Petty.




Joni Mitchell.


"Golden Waves." Short.


Guitar chords to go with a drone view of lovely autumn foliage.


Crosby,Stills, Nash, and/or Young.



Bobby Bare.


Aukai.



The Beatles, together and separately.




Ray Stevens. This one may provoke misbehavior if overheard by the very young. My brother and I didn't "streak" outside, but we did discover that in summer "streaking" through the house was a pleasant way to dry off after a shower. (It should be remembered that the idea of "streaking" was to move too fast for much skin actually to be seen--to disappear before any person in authority could be quite sure it had been you.)


Johnny Winter.


Hermanos Gutierrez.


Wolfmother.


R.E.M.



Johnny Rivers.


Olexandr Ignatov.


Rascals.


Avishai Cohen.


Royal Guardsmen.


Animals.


New Vaudeville Band.


Electric Light Orchestra.


Bob Hope.


Mastodon.


Sarah Brightman.


David Lee Murphy.


Noel Coward.


Gregory Brothers.


James Galway.


Blaine Larsen. "Viewer discretion is advised." Ooohhh, it's about suicide! If youall hear suicide mentioned you'll all rush right out and do it won't you? Regular readers? Bah. Others? I hope not. Censors and nannies? Just keep driving north and tell the people you meet that you want to be taken care of so that you will never think about (hushed tremolo) hurting yourselves, ever again. Suicide is legal, even encouraged, in at least one of the countries where this web site is most read. We can say it without fear. Suicide suicide suicide. In the US you have to do it the long hard way with cigarettes and cars and such, but in Canada you can get help to do it all at once, allegedly with very little pain. If that tempts you, start driving now. If it makes you wonder what kind of lifeforms are running Canada these days, the song won't bother you, although some people might want to skip it just because they find a slow back-beat tedious.


Benny Goodman.


Point of Grace.


Poem 

Well, free verse...You've heard the expression "more truth than poetry"? This one is about 99% truth to 1% poetry, but worth thinking about.


War 

This web site has no foreign policy. This web site never really supports any war, though it will not work against our own troops. Some wars may be justified but we just generally like peace.

Then I read this excellent piece in support of the war in Ukraine, and the idea that the United States should rush in to start a Third World War in aid thereof.


A long rant came to mind. I decided it was too long to post on Lillian's blog. So it's here:

"
Well, talking of widows...I am one. My husband and I lived frugally but well and I always said I didn't want anything but the house where we lived together--both of us owned better houses outside the metropolis. The house was stolen from me. I came home with lots of good memories and nice things, few job prospects, and hardly a penny...but at least I love my home. So, dang if I didn't find that I have a third cousin with the soul of a rattlesnake, who had been doing all sorts of nasty things to other relatives in the hopes of "running us off" our ancestral property. A neighborhood that had been like an intentional Christian community had become more like a lunatic asylum as everyone was trying to find out what happened. No one suspected this man because grown men don't do the kind of stupid pranks he did...stupid pranks that mostly just cost people endless petty cash and aggravation, but then they hurt some people badly and killed at least two. "Unlucky place. Better sell out and move into town!" He has apparently made some money doing this kind of thing in another State, and cashed in on the loss of all his close relatives and neighbors in his own neighborhood, before starting on this neighborhood.

He has a sociopathic kind of intelligence, perceptivity, and when he started this campaign he had strength and health. I inherited the same assets from the same source and, being younger, still have strength and health. I said, "If he doesn't kill me outright, I'll outlive him, and if he does, he'll lose everything. I am handicapped by being smaller, being bound by ethics, and not having money, but I can and will win this game."

So, how many people do you think are sending me money to help put this sociopathic relative in a suitable place with bars on the windows, or to help get a ban on spray poisons so that he can't use those with the intention of offsetting my age advantage, and how many are saying "Oh dear, you poor thing, you CAN'T go on dealing with this, you MUST sell out and move into town!"? They don't want to put any energy, much less money, into what they imagine will be a losing fight. I'm willing to commute to and from Washington every week again if called to work there again, which I might be, but I'm not willing to change my address again in this lifetime. 

Well, THAT is how people feel about Ukraine now. I don't feel that way about myself, and I have a right to make that decision for myself; I do understand why people would feel that way about Ukraine. Their war seems unwinnable and, to those who've read the history of how much our Southern States lost by trying to defend the Lost Cause to the last man etc. etc., it must seem that Ukraine needs to end the war now. They have made their statement. They deserve to win on spirit, but they are going to lose on numbers. If we care about the people, some say, the thing to do is stop encouraging their war.
"

There are ways private people can encourage Ukrainians, either to keep fighting, if that's what we believe they ought to do, or just to get through this winter. This web site does salute anyone who can scrape up any money to contribute to helping private Ukrainian people get through the winter. (I think the IFCJ's television ad campaign has made that organization seem unbearably wix; you may not.) However, this web site urges all readers in all countries to vote for political leaders who want not to fight a Third World War. Russian readers especially--don't youall have any form of term limits?--but US, UK, and Canadian readers also.

Book Review: God Is Able

Book Title: God Is Able

Author: John Ellis Large

Date: 1963

Publisher: Prentice-Hall

ISBN: none

Length: 162 pages

Quote: "The director is completely equipped to magnify both your words and your actions as needed."

In the early days of television, John Ellis Large appeared on a TV show. Accustomed to preaching into a large, high-ceilinged church, he projected his voice to be heard half a block away, and made broad dramatic gestures to catch the eye of those in the back who couldn't hear the words. The director of the show broke in to explain that a mechanical device was amplifying the preacher's voice and gestures. All he had to do was "just quietly communicate."

For Large, this experience became a parable of how God is able to "magnify" our good thoughts and actions, "and thus fulfill our destiny." The sermons in this short book expound further on this theme. At times he verges on Positive Thinking or Inner Healing.

Like most books of religious essays or sermons, God Is Able contains some interesting anecdotes, quotes, and miscellaneous information readers can use even if they disagree with the author on some points, and some good general advice on Christian living.

Meanwhile, I have a short sermon to add to my comments on this book. I acquired my copy at a dollar-a-dozen library book sale. To my surprise, I found that it contained one of the bookplates libraries used to add to books donated as memorial gifts. This book belonged to my home town library. It was donated by one of my relatives, in memory of one of my teachers. "Patrons Are Requested to Use This Book with the Care That Such a Generous Gift Deserves," indeed. Patrons had used the book with care, all right; it's circulated, but it was clean and unmarked. What about the librarians? Harrumph.
 
This one is becoming hard to find; I doubt that the author is still living, but copies of God Is Able seem to be available only at collectors' prices.

Friday, October 23, 2026

Web Log for 10.22.26

Mostly music, again...

Animals 

British butterflies, dragonflies, and a mushroom.Most species shown have close US relatives; the Painted Lady might be able to interbreed with its American cousins.


Three English egrets: Cattle Egret, Great White Egret, Little Egret. 


Found on the Mirror, credited to Bovis.

In Ann Arbor, Michigan, they assume that you never check your glue traps for mice. Seriously? Do people in Michigan let mice squirm around in glue traps and desperately gnaw holes in walls, trying to pull out of the traps? If you set a trap at night, you don't check it in the morning? How lazy are people in Ann Arbor?


Music 

Snowy White.


Stevie Ray Vaughan.


Incredible String Band.


The Cab.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ua830TJ1jxA

Moby.


Reveille. 


Tom Petty.



Alice Cooper.


Illinois Jacquet.


Duke Ellington.


Deuter.




The Beatles, together and separately.


R.E.M.



Los Indios Tabajaras.


Oingo Boingo.


Roy Clark.


Mark Knopfler.


Professor Long Hair.


Boogie Belgique.


Elvis Costello.




Gramatik.


Bob Dylan. 


Political Violence 

Rabid left-wingnut mutilates non-Left politician in Australia.

Book Review: Midnight Rising

Book Title: Midnight Rising

Author: Tony Horwitz

Author's web page: http://tonyhorwitz.com/

Publisher: Henry Holt & Company

Date: 2011

Length: 290 pages of text, 55 pages of endnotes, 3 pages of image credits, 15-page index

Illustrations: maps, old photos and drawings

ISBN: 080509153X

Quote: "Viewed through the lens of 9/11, Harpers Ferry seems an al-Qaeda prequel: a long-bearded fundamentalist, consumed by hatred of the U.S. government, launches nineteen men in a suicidal strike on a symbol of American power. A shocked nation plunges into war."

As all Washingtonians know, Harpers Ferry is a picturesque, slightly touristy but mostly unspoiled, mountain town whose distinguishing features include a quaint old railroad that still runs passenger trains to and from D.C. While waiting for the train back to the city, you may read, talk, or knit, but you can't not notice the dramatic mountain and river view. To some people, including Horwitz, it seems "spooky." If a place has the right to be haunted, Harpers Ferry has...

Fair disclosure: my primary reason for reading this book was to find out how many of the nineteenth-century images of Harpers Ferry were drawn from the railroad station (several) and how much the view has changed (not terribly much). For me, the scenery is enough of an attraction, apart from the history of this town.

However, Harpers Ferry's big tourist attraction has been the history of the act of "Northern Aggression" that, as all Southerners know, really started the Civil War. Our ancestors wouldn't have fired on Fort Sumter if a megalomaniac, but not legally insane, Yankee hadn't attacked Harpers Ferry.

After 150 years, although the issues over which people were fighting even before 1860 seem surprisingly current, it's hard to take the old war rhetoric seriously. Horwitz has a good time at the expense of both sides. Many things people said and wrote even in the early nineteenth century can be clearly identified as either Green or Greedhead, and Horwitz shares some choice expressions of Greedhead thinking in the Old South. Not only did Southerners suffer from their own form of collective megalomania, or empire-building, as they envisioned a future in which their descendants would continue to exhaust the land and move on; while the best thinkers in the South understood that slavery was self-doomed, there were idiots who blithered in public about the need to evangelize and spread the benefits of slavery...

Meanwhile, in the North, several people who were indeed the best writers in their communities, if not the best thinkers, fell under the spell of John Brown's charismatic megalomania. Frederick Douglass kept some sensible reservations about Brown and his scheme. Amos Bronson Alcott, Henry David Thoreau, and Thomas Wentworth Higginson did not. (For those who've been wondering what possessed Emily Dickinson to call a writer so inferior as Higginson her "master," it seems likely that his freedom to act as well as write may have been his attraction.) Alcott called Brown "the manliest man" he ever saw, a "Christian brave and true"; Thoreau raged against his sentencing that Brown "could not have been tried by a jury of his peers, because his peers did not exist," and Louisa May Alcott effused, "Living, he made life beautiful,--Dying, made death divine."

Midnight Rising offers other glimpses of historical figures. Those acquainted with Wise County, Virginia, may particularly appreciate the mini-biography of then-Governor Henry Wise incorporated into this book. The story also has walk-on parts for James Buchanan, Herman Melville, Robert E. Lee, T.J. "Stonewall" Jackson, William Lloyd Garrison, and many more people whose names readers should know.

John Brown seems to have considered himself a Christian; it was just that Christ's warning that "those who take the sword will perish by the sword" seems not to have meant much to him...Horwitz tries to avoid passing moral judgment on Brown's act, to remain objective and simply trace its connections to other events in history. He hands over the job of concluding the story to Langston Hughes, whose poem ends, "Perhaps / You will recall / John Brown." You will, indeed.

Dozens of books had already been written about the Harpers Ferry raid, including a memoir by Osborne Anderson (a survivor) and a biography of Brown by W.E.B. Dubois. Did the world, or even the Harpers Ferry tourist business, really need another one? Well...adding Horwitz's talent to the body of existing books on the topic couldn't hurt anything. If you're going to read only one book about Harpers Ferry, I can't claim to have read enough of the others to say that Midnight Rising is "better" than they are, but it's a good read--written clearly and cleanly enough to make a challenging book for a bright middle school student, while still holding the interest of adults.

Bad Poetry: Remembering Colorful Dreams

Duh normies, we are told, dream in black-and-white. How psychological researchers can know this I'm not sure, but that's what they tell us. When I remember dreams, they often focus on color!

Today's dVerse prompt asked for poems that mentioned three different colors, while the Poets & Storytellers United asked for poems about memories and dreams. So...

A stuffie duck in cyan blue 
once floated through a fever dream.
Black and white I remember, too,
on pinions--how they seemed to stream
out from my arm when later flu
put feathers, not flight, in the dream.

I might have seen on store's display
the frankly frumpy dress a friend
would buy when in the family way.
A dream she might have tried to send
("Are close friends psychic?" we would say)
showed avocado dress she'd mend.

And often dreams take place outside
and show the season of the year.
Are leaves still green, or have they died,
or do they show last colors clear?
And in some dreams I walk beside
a beach: blue water bright or drear.

A book was red, now faded rose.
A doll had dark brown hair, blue eyes.
I checked out new yarns, and from those
chose cream, then pine. Though memory tries
to turn dreams under fresh thought's rows,
their color all the "science" defies.

When I think back over dreams I can still remember, I remember most of them having some color: the colors people's faces and animals' coats really were, things my subconscious mind might have been reminding me to shop for the next day, food I seemed to be eating or preparing. Once when we were teenagers I dreamed I was riding in someone's white Chevrolet; person did not, at that time, own a car, but next year person inherited a white Chevrolet. Once I dreamed that my clothes almost, but not quite, color-matched with someone else's. I've even dreamed about patchwork quilts.

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.