Thursday, June 19, 2025

Book Review: Beginnings the Wizard and the Warrior

Title: Beginnings the Wizard and the Warrior 

Author: Vivienne Lee Fraser 

Date: 2018 

Publisher: Vivienne L. Fraser 

ISBN: 9780648218111 

Quote: "I have the learning to pass on to the Wizard and Warrior that they will need to defeat their enemy. I just hope they make it here in good time." 

In the magical kingdom of Aria, Seamus, a nobleman's son, isn't supposed to have magical abilities, but he has. So he's running away from home. Aliah (as she thinks of herself), or Aliahanna (formally), or Ali (when she's trying to disguise herself as a boy), the princess, is supposed to have married a prince of a kingdom across the sea that wanted an alliance. On finding that they wanted a pretext for war, she's running away too. The two stray teenagers meet, find friends, and start what's going to be a series of adventures in this book. Without spoiling the plot, let's just say that books about runaway teenagers should encourage them to reconcile with their parents if it won't endanger their lives, and this one does.

This is a reasonably well written, full-length, young adult fantasy novel. If you like fantasies with young protagonists, and you're not neck-deep in self-published genre fiction already, you might easily get into the story and want to buy the rest of the series. The main reason why I didn't is that I am still neck-deep in self-published genre fiction and I don't even, at the time of writing, have a remotely reliable Internet connection I can use to read it, much less review it. Woe is me, I wail (cheerfully, because at the time of writing it was May, and who wants to be tied to a computer in May anyway). But you, if you're in the target audience for this novel, are likely to enjoy it.

Things I'd Like to See More of in Books

Back in April, when I was offline, Long & Short Reviews proposed the topic of things reviewers would like to see more of in books. Five people were online and participated.


There was not much overlap among the lists, yet each topic or quality seems like something that ought to generate a comfortable market niche for a book that does it well...I've never kept rabbits or known one well. People who live with rabbits bond with them. Show me how! Tell me why!

And, protagonists with chronic medical conditions whose diagnosis is not the main story of their books? The reason why I've not written fiction about celiacs fighting crime is that that storyline is tediously close to my real life. I'm a celiac. I fight crime. And the occasional fire. It'd be fun to read about other people like me, if writers have ever known any of us. We are a minority, even in Ireland, but we do exist. 

 And here are ten more things I'd like to see more of in books...with a bonus: at least one book that contains a good example. 

1. You can't have too many self-accepting introverts who've bonded with one another as friends in our own way. Stories about how people grew out of wanting to be extroverts, preferably before grade ten but college is tolerable, are all right as far as they go. Stories about how we live our lives, our own way, are even better. We could use more novels like Pamela Dean's Tam Lin and Juniper Gentian and Rosemary

 2. Otoh there aren't a lot of extroverts who are worth reading about, except in biographies of the ones who became heads of state or billionnaires, and even then they're not nearly as interesting as they think they are. But children's and teens' stories about how extroverts learn to control themselves and be less tedious to others might be good. I think that's the redeeming quality that makes Anne Frank's Diary of a Young Girl more than a teenager's view of an unpleasant part of history. Probably Anne would rather have been giggling and squealing with other kids or examining her pores in the mirror, but, when forced to sit down and write something of historical interest, she became a much nicer girl--and wrote one of the best historical diaries ever written. With lots of help from grown-ups, how not. Still.

3. Most cats, like the one in Edward Eager's Half Magic, have nothing to say and don't need to be enchanted into saying it. Still, humans reveal a lot about their characters through their interactions with cats. I can certainly relate to a romance where the girl reconsiders her relationship with Terribly Attractive Ted when her cat, who is usually shy and occasionally friendly, spits at him. That smart animal knows something about Ted that's not become manifest in ways humans can rationally understand yet. It will. She should start appreciating Not So Terrible Ned now. 

4. Before I started this post, the last book I laid impatiently aside contained a scene where the young man serves the young woman, whom he's just met and not consulted about the matter, a croissant filled with roast beef and cheese. Hello? Does this writer have any idea how many readers are disgusted by the croissant, the beef, the cheese, the combination, or all of the above? Maybe if that boy had admitted, "That was a test. It's so unusual to find someone who shares all of my minority food tolerances," the scene would seem less icky to me. More fictional characters should hate cheese, or at least know how to cook without it. More should think of alcohol as strictly a cleaning product. Everyone should know enough to ask before offering anyone meat, wheat, sugar, any dairy product, anything containing alcohol--or, considering how many people need to lose weight, anything to eat or drink at all. Eating a restricted diet doesn't make a character Sloane Miller, Allergic Girl. It's mainstream. Asking people what they eat before we poke food at them is normal and polite. 

 5. Romance is fun, but so are stories where protagonists stay single and live happily ever after. A real triumph of the writer's art is being able to write about characters who are definitely very close, fighting fires or constructing languages or working on urban missions together, and who are interesting and believable enough that readers wonder whether they're having sex with each other (or would like to be) or value their friendship more because it's sex-free...and readers are never actually told. Much of the appeal of Suzette Haden Elgin's Native Tongue is that most readers like Nazareth and Michaela more than they like most fictional characters, and one set of readers is convinced that they're a lesbian couple, and another set is convinced that they're not. I like the boldness of the story being written with discretion. 

 6. Nonconformists of all kinds. Protagonists who don't have television sets, or cars, or computers--or want them. People who patch together ways to get an education without taking out a loan. People who don't seriously claim to have cryptids as friends, but find cryptids more believable than the transhumanists' crazy fantasies. I've burned once popular novels in which very young girls seduce older men, but I'm willing to forgive Piers Anthony's Shade of the Tree for having a sixteen-year-old girl be Ms Right for a full-grown man because Brenna and, even more, Josh are such terrific examples of nonconformism. I prefer frugal nonconformists to extravagant ones, radically religious ones to reactionary atheists, but I'll take what I can get. 

7. The whole idea of preserving personal independence by doing without all those "benefits" that have all those strings attached to them. Characters who simply happen to have inherited a lot of money, or even "earned" a lot from one lucky break, are acceptable. Characters who launch businesses without taking out loans are more interesting. I love the quiet, patient, persistent way Alice Walker's characters in The Color Purple refuse to be victims of Socialist Realism, but start making and selling something useful, being good capitalists in spite of their author's politics. 

8. Realistic contemporary books, fiction or nonfiction, from countries other than the US and UK. There's ample room for better books about the countries from which most literature in English comes, but there's a real need for books about other places. How do the rest of the world know how much needs to be explained to US and UK readers? Try us and see. Good readers have learned something every year that we didn't know last year. Every single reader is not going to have a friend who makes them want to read books from their friend's country and let their friend explain things to them, but these days most universities seem to be actively working to give every student that experience. I have a particular thing for books that can be read side by side in the original French or Spanish and an English translation. I liked Hanan Habibzai's Between the Bear and the Lioness, and Dodzi Amemado's Surfing the Unknown, and Edward Aaron Mugabi's Thorns and Roses, too. 

 9. Animals, big or small, tame or wild, just doing their thing. I never actually brought myself to read an entire novel about anthropomorphic cockroaches when the library had a copy, but I did read Don Marquis's Archy and Mehitabel and I once read a novel about anthropomorphic moles. I like realistic animals that just wander through stories about humans in a natural way, too, like the dog in Hazel Smith's "Maid Ivy" mysteries, or the dog in the Little House on the Prairie books, or the butterfly Patrick Pennington watches to relax on his lunch break in K.M. Peyton's Penn's Last Term (aka: Pennington's Seventeenth Summer). The animals don't have to be the stars of the stories; sometimes all they do is make a nature scene more lifelike. I like human characters who notice, recognize, and appreciate the animals. 

10. Stories about what people do when they realize that jobs that sounded like great opportunities to monetize their talents are being used for destructive purposes--not merely selfish, but positively harmful to others. I loved Ruth Ozeki's My Year of Meats, where the goal is to portray beef and the beef industry in favorable ways through interviews with real people, but every look at those people shows how much harm the beef industry is doing them. I liked Hunter Chadwick's The Agency--DDD Inc., where the computer wizard realizes he's being paid to keep people making bad choices. I'd like to see more writers' reflections, over a reasonably long time, about how they've reacted when they realized their jobs did not qualify as Right Employment for them...fiction or memoirs.

Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Book Review: Billionaire Brothers

Title: Billionaire Brothers 

Author: Lucia Jordan 

Date: 2024 

Publisher: Wild Hearts 

Quote: "Now, getting involved with someone new seemed a hassle – unless the chemistry was out of this world. And Jason definitely didn’t give her that." 

So the same friend who set Rebecca up for a date with Jason sets her up for a date with the brothers, Alex and Tristan. Both of them. They're not twins, but they look and act pretty much alike. They're attractive in a big beefy White way. We're told that they're also intelligent and fun to hang out with, but all we actually see is the sex, because this is the kind of novel that is either a marital aid or just plain porn. 

And how bad is that? Well, when porn doesn't arouse lust, it tends to arouse disgust. If you're not excited by the (Bible-banned) idea of sex with two brothers in the same bed, beginning with premarital baby-making and proceeding on to sodomy, this novel is a gross-out. Probably it's a gross-out for more people than it is a turn-on. 

But it's such a total, obvious fantasy. There are men who are fun to hang out with, even to work with, and also interested in naughty little games, and some of them are even attractive, but they don't turn into perfectly committed book boyfriends in a matter of weeks, without a single quarrel. Or if they do, beware. Submissives are stereotyped as sneakier than dominants, more manipulative, but a dominant who tries to sound exactly like someone's fondest fantasy has an agenda that probably goes beyond even kinky, heavily tabooed sex. 

So, because this is pure fantasy, the two hotties also turn out to be billionaires and they also want Rebecca to live with them and share their wealth...Think about it. Why would any billionaire have to work at acting out anyone else's fantasy? Lots of people want to live with them and share their wealth. These guys have a secret that's not disclosed in the book. They're drug lords, or they're looking for someone to look after a secret illegitimate son who wants to be a cannibal, or they're training Rebecca to be an unpaid sex worker in a kinky sex club as in L'histoire d'O, or something. They just act too nice to be believable as nice guys.

This book is explicit enough to attract all kinds of squick to your computer. Buy a printed version if you buy it at all.

Books That Live Up to their Humorous Titles

A fad of my youth was to give books long titles that could be read as jokes, whether or not the books were funny, or even unintentionally funny. I don't remember the plots of several books with titles like Nobody Has to Stay a Kid Forever and Ask for Love and They Give You Rice Pudding that I skimmed, hoping they'd be funny, and returned to libraries, feeling that they were earnest and whiny. 

Mention should probably be made here of a young-adult novel my brother threatened to write, but afaik never did, about the special problems of being a Granola Green teenager, called All I Want Is to Eat My Date Seed in Peace. (In the 1970s some Granola Greens really did suck on date seeds as an alternative to chewing gum or smoking.)

Several of these books were aimed at readers in the early teen years, but I thought their content delivered what the titles promised. Oh, and not all of them come from the 1970s, though most do. 

The Meaning of Liff by Douglas Adams 

The titles of all five volumes in the Hitchhiker's Trilogy were funny at the time but are probably too familiar to everyone in cyberspace to raise a chortle any more. This was a standalone volume in which Adams proposed using real place names as words with meanings. 

Is There Life on a Plastic Planet by Mildred Ames 

Two teenagers who don't like each other much meet some people who seem like the perfect friends, except that they're not human. 

Miss Piggy's Guide to Life by Henry Beard 

The most popular character on "The Muppet Show" discusses topics like fashion, etiquette, and health. This book is totally 1980. Read it and, if you remember 1980, you're time-travelling.

Stop the World Our Gerbils Are Loose by Theresa Bloomingdale 

1970s mom-com. 

The Grass Is Always Greener Over the Septic Tank by Erma Bombeck 

1970s mom-com. Often bundled together with If Life Is a Bowl of Cherries What Am I Doing in the Pits and other volumes of Bombeck's comedy columns. By this time cartoons of children's bare bottoms weren't considered funny; detailed reproductions of 1970s fashions were. 

On Getting Old for the First Time by Peg Bracken 

In which the retired humor columnist reflects on other people's aging processes and now, with fresh amusement, on her own. 

The Cat Ate My Gym Suit by Paula Danziger 

Marcy, who is overweight and hates gym, falls in love with a sympathetic teacher, Ms. Finney. Then Ms. Finney quits her job. 

If I Ever Get Back to Georgia I'm Going to Nail My Feet to the Ground by Lewis Grizzard 

Reprinted newspaper columns, mostly funny. Sometimes bundled together with other collections like Don't Bend Over in the Garden Grandma You Know Them Taters Got Eyes

How to Tame a Wild Bore by Kathy Grizzard Lewis

An ex-wife's stories about living with a man whose mother failed to teach him basic self-care skills like cooking, cleaning, and mending. 

This School Is Driving Me Crazy by Nat Hentoff

What's driving Sam crazy is having to go to the school where his father is the headmaster. He has more ordinary teen problems, and wants to solve them himself with no help from his father.

The Day They Came to Arrest the Book by Nat Hentoff 

Teenagers learn about censorship when local adults want to ban Huckleberry Finn

There's Nothing in the Middle of the Road but Yellow Stripes and Dead Armadillos by Jim Hightower 

Snarky humor about facts from early versions of debates still raging today. 

You Got to Dance with Them That Brung Ya by Molly Ivins 

She was a Democrat, but the tackiness of Bill Clinton made her ask herself why. 

Due to Lack of Interest Tomorrow Has Been Cancelled by Irene Kampen 

An empty-nest mother tries to go back and finish her college degree. 

Up the Down Staircase by Bel Kaufman 

A teacher's first term in an urban high school, told mostly through messages on scraps of paper she receives from students and co-workers, with a few explanatory letters she writes to an old school friend in the evenings. 

Please Don't Eat the Daisies by Jean Kerr 

Early 1960s mom-com. Includes a cartoon illustration of the mother trying to spank tots fresh from the bathtub and observing that you couldn't have imagined how many bottoms a pair of twins seem to have. So younger readers may not like it, but I grew up with it and did and do. 

I'll Love You When You're More Like Me by M.E. Kerr 

Teenagers feel unloved by older people who disapprove of their choices. 

Nobody Is Perfick by Bernard Waber 

Graphic fiction. In the title story a boy called "Peter Perfect," who has never lost so much as a glove, motivates other kids to picket, waving signs like "Peter Perfect is perfectly horrible." 

Who Wants Music on Monday by Mary Slattery Stolz 

It's not about music. It's about what happens when the "pretty and popular" blonde sister and the "late-blooming" arty sister like the same boy. But it is funny.

A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court by Mark Twain 

This book could be said to have started the fashions for time travel fantasies and for long funny-or-at-least-ridiculous titles. A man finds himself transported through time and space to a world he can bedazzle with his superior knowledge of technology. 

Pardon Me You're Stepping on My Eyeball by Paul Zindel 

A snarky, funny boy and an earnest, love-starved girl make a romantic adventure of disposing of his father's ashes.

Tuesday, June 17, 2025

Web Log for 6.16.25

Such As It Is. 

Barbie Berserk 

A transgender Barbie? Yes. As hyperestrogenemic as Barbie looks, you just knew that at some point in middle age she was going to find the estrogen converting to testosterone, giving her killer PMS, muscular shoulders, and five o'clock shadow, with an overall effect that could have been designed to preserve the memory of "Caitlyn" Jenner...I think there are more important things to worry about. This is not going to be the Barbie the kids see in Wal-Mart. This is going to be a collector's item sold to adults. Most kids never see the Barbies marketed to adults. It's worth worrying about Barbie's costumes only if six-year-olds are seeing them and saying "I wanna wear underpants on my head, like Barbie!" or whatever other silly fad has been preserved in plastic, at a scale of two inches to one foot, this year.


Least Competent Criminals 

Or "offenders," anyway. I'm not sure whether "criminals" is the right word for someone hauling something that's legal in some States into another State. "Offenders" is, though; marijuana certainly smells offensive. 


Weekend Madness 

Some Ds actually just, y'know, rallied. Like some of the people who got dragged into the Censorship Riot. Went out in the air and sun, waved signs, met other people who felt the way they did, felt good. Nothing at all wrong with that.

John Scalzi's daughter reports:


A reader's comment on what the name of the demonstration should have evoked is worth copying:

“While Their Majesties Charles III, Carl XVI Gustaf, Harald V, Willem-Alexander, Philippe, and Felipe VI express their collective perplexity at this unexpected and—may we say—uncalled-for display of inhospitableness, they wish to reassure the American public that no state visits to the United States of America were planned on their part for the foreseeable future.”'

Marmelade Gypsy's Human photographed another delightful take on the theme:


What's hard for some Ds to grasp is the way unelected bureaucrats have become a class of petty "dictators." They probably don't feel it, just as we don't feel like a global elite. On their jobs they probably feel exploited and abused, like other office management types. Ds need to stop chanting their mantras and let the facts sink in: Those CDC workers facing layoffs told people to force employees, students, etc., to have a new experimental vaccine, and some of those people died. Those useless penguin-people in the EPA colluded in pushing people who knew better, in Thailand and Mexico and Zambia as well as here, to inflict the misery of glyphosate poisoning on their children. "Starve the dictators" intuitively feels humane to many people when they consider these bureaucrats. I don't like it either. I didn't like it ten years ago.

Book Review: Sarah Brown and the Cabin

Title: Sarah Brown and the Cabin 

Author: Audrey Walker 

Date: 2022 

Quote: "Sarah had no idea when she found the body of the woman that her most cherished vacation in the mountains had come to an abrupt end." 

Who the woman is, and what she has to do with Sarah, may be revealed in a later volume. The murder is somehow connected to a secret Sarah's murdered parents never disclosed to her. As if finding the victim's body in the front yard of her vacation cabin weren't a sufficiently horrible reminder of her loss, a little later Sarah's aunt's body will be dumped in the yard, too. A clue has been planted in the text (unfortunately not the one I was hoping for). Readers may guess whom Sarah, a police detective, will arrest first, but the mystery will not otherwise be solved at the end of the book. 

What was the clue I was hoping for? The victims were poisoned with the same chemical. I'm not expert enough to have any idea what that chemical would be, but when the story mentioned, twice, that the kitchen at the little-used cabin was full of roaches I was hoping Walker would dare to mention some kind of insecticide spray. Household chemicals, even the ones "generally regarded as safe when used as directed" like bleach and lye, can be and have been used in murders. But that's not the direction in which the plot unfolds. 

I've liked other mysteries by this author but it seemed to me that this one was hastily written, possibly even with some help from a computer program--that wasn't so easy to do in 2022, but, as evidence: that clunky sentence above. Online publishers have determined that the formula that sells the most books has been when a professional writer puts several manuscripts or out-of-print books online in quick succession, and sold beginning writers the idea that the key to sales is for them, too, to put a dozen or more books online in six months. It doesn't work well for them--partly because, as beginners, they don't have that many manuscripts already written and aren't giving themselves enough time to write good ones, and partly because, as writers, most of them aren't going to be the ones readers collect. People who read one Sherlock Holmes, or Peter Wimsey, or Miss Marple mystery want to collect them all. People who read most of the COVID-driven stories posted on these book marketing sites, generally, do not.

Audrey Walker can write better than this, has written better than this, and should be expected to write better than this. 

Petfinder Post: Lonely Only Kitten Holds Fort

(I'm writing this on Monday. Since the dog and cat breeds discussed aren't super-fashionable, I'm guessing they'll still be available for adoption on Tuesday morning.)

Serena's sole-survivor kitten may or may not be able to finish growing up--some kittens who show the Manx gene aren't, and this one also shows the kinky-tail gene from Serena's remote Siamese ancestors. Presumably its father, a local rescued tomcat, is some sort of distant cousin to its mother. The tomcat I regularly greet as Tar Baby was adopted by an absentee landlord and is fed at least every other day, but, unlike the cat he was brought in to replace, he's social enough to want to hang out with Serena--and torment Drudge--more days than not. He could hardly care less how many mice are living in his official owners' barn. He is large, I've estimated eighteen pounds, but hardly the giant local people make him sound like. 

But his baby son has had all the milk he could get out of his mother, who is also a cat of some magnitude, about twelve pounds, and produces a generous supply...and he's grown fast. From nose to hind paws (never mind his poor little turned-under stub of a tail) he stretched to 11 inches when he was exactly three weeks old. He's been encouraged to learn to wait six or eight hours between meals, and does that with no fuss. Serena has encouraged him to climb out of the little nest in which she's been rearing him and scamper around the office for exercise. I didn't intend to encourage him, but he never misses a chance to snuggle up beside me and demand to be played with. Most three-week-old kittens are less active so it's amusing to watch his play reflexes develop. He does not yet follow objects trailed along the ground in front of him. He still tends to react to tickling by flopping over and inviting me to clean his bottom, though not because he actually wants that done. He still understands a stroke along one side as steering him, and moves in the direction indicated.

I left him in charge of the office this morning, Serena having assured me that in any emergency she could go in to the rescue. 

He does not yet have a name in human language. He has to survive for three months to claim the name of "Miracle." Meanwhile it's not clear whether he knows that "baby," "kitten," "itty-bitty kitty cat," "squeaker," or "little bit" refer to him, or just that, generally, he's allowed to come out and play when I'm in the office. In any case he's a friendly little thing.

He will be adoptable when he's been neutered. If I'd had the opportunity to talk to Moses, I would've demanded that "Thou shalt not suffer a Manx cat to breed" be in the Bible. It's just so painful for humans and mother cats to watch Manx kittens die. This one's siblings did go out like little lights when exposed to "New Roundup," but typically defective Manx kittens suffer before they die from failing to develop essential inside parts. Or, for those who think their odd-shaped, bobtailed or tailless hindquarters are so cute, people who let Manx cats breed should get the privilege of mopping up after those cute little defective urinary systems that cause some of them to dribble everywhere they go, or leading the ones with the cute little eyes that never open all through their lives.

But nothing seems wrong with this one's little baby-blue eyes, and Serena says his digestive system is, so far, super-efficient. She bounces in and out a few times during each feeding to limit his milk intake and says it takes three minutes or less to extract the cheese. 

Are viable Manx kittens available for adoption in New York, Washington, and Atlanta by now? It may be too soon to ask, but let's see...I suspect that most of the Manx and other kittens that have the missing-or-incomplete-tail gene are accidents. With this breed/type the only humane way to get kittens is to adopt them from shelters with pro-extinction policies. We need cats and dogs, right below us humans in the food chain, but we need the ones with non-lethal genes.

Zipcode 10101: Bugsy (and Kit) from Walnutport 


His web page: https://www.petfinder.com/cat/bugsy-76398779/pa/walnutport/furry-feet-rescue-pa508/

Kit looks more like Serena's kitten, but has a complete tail. Both "Tuxies" are described as sweet pets.  Both are male. Reasonable adoption fees probably mean you have to pay separately for neutering. The shelter doesn't demand that they be adopted together but does want  them to stay within an hour's drive from where they now are. 

Zipcode 20202: Candy Cane from Rixeyville 


He's not really a kitten any more. His web page has not been rewritten as the system has bumped him up to "young." This last spring's kitten is still bouncy, playful, and snuggly. 

Zipcode 30303: Eclair from Kennesaw 


Eclair's adoption fee is on the high side because it includes a substantial veterinary bill. She's been checked. The only effect the Manx gene should have on her is expected to be making her look "more special." She likes to play; they recommend adopting her with another kitten if you don't already live with one. (Serena, who was a sole survivor kitten, says it's ESSENTIAL that all kittens have other kittens to play with!) 

All Manx cats have a wider build than most American Shorthair cats have. This is not part of their deformity. They share their wide sturdy frames with healthy British Shorthairs. Most of them are just on the large side of average size, but a few just keep growing back to the original size of wild cats--two or three times the size of most house cats. It is not possible to tell from the size of a Manx kitten how big it will grow up to be, if it grows up at all. Big kittens can become small cats; average-sized kittens can become oversized cats. People who live with oversized cats say they're still gentle house pets; certainly our Graybelle was. 

Bonus Kitten: Brussel Sprout 


Her web page: https://www.petfinder.com/cat/brussel-sprout-76803186/dc/washington/final-victory-animal-rescue-sc497/

The Petfinder page was trying to steer me toward this kitten--plain American Shorthair so far as anyone knows. Yes, she does look a bit like Serena, and they say she's showing signs of "sprouting" up into a real Queen Cat, too. (It's easy to see differences; Serena has more white on her face and Brussels Sprout has that blob of black extending across the edge of her eyelids.) Now, obviously, for those reasons, I could not adopt her. Serena does not like her own mirror image and likes to keep junior cats firmly in their places. But somebody out there may be thinking, "Why does she show us all these alley cats while raving on and on about her wonderful Serena? Why can't I adopt Serena?" and, although obviously that's not possible, you now have a chance to adopt a kitten with a similar look and attitude. 

Brussel Sprout is listed for adoption in Virginia and Washington (DC), but is actually in South Carolina.

Now for the dogs...At least once a year we have to feature a dog breed that is also known for its sturdy body shape, and that is disproportionately represented in shelters...the Pit Bull Terrier. These dogs' ancestors were bred to fight, to amuse people who thought it was amusing to watch animals fight. Like most animals, they'll fight if they think they need to. Much more than most animals, they are strong for their size and very very determined. Like most animals, they can become accustomed to a peaceful life where things are done out of love and nobody ever needs to fight. Nobody should be breeding more Pit Bulls, they get dumped into shelters because so many landlords won't rent to people who own them, but if you have a safe place where you can keep one for the ten or even fifteen years it may live, you might want to rescue one.

The dogs shown below are Pit Bull mixes. Though they may have been discriminated against because of their breed type, they are warranted by shelter staff to be gentle pets. You could do things like training them to destroy a paper bag you throw when you say, "Hey look--here comes N" (where N represents the name of a person by whom you don't want to be visited), but these Pit Bulls seem to have been designed to be better suited to teaching people that they don't need to fear every Pit Bull Terrier on Earth. 

Zipcode 10101: Walter from NYC 


They say he's a cuddly pet with a soft coat. Snuggling is his favorite thing but he also likes to walk around the big city with a human, and plays nicely with other dogs. He's described as big for a terrier. Might there be a bit of retriever in his ancestry?

Zipcode 20202: Delaney from DC 


Another mix of Pit Bull and something larger and mellower, possibly retriever, Delaney can show stress when kept among other animals but is said to be a clever, obedient pet, good at Sitting, Staying, and Finding Toys. He's described as "super sweet and goofy," willing to stay in and snuggle all day or go out with you. He likes resting on a couch or bed beside his human.

Zipcode 30303: Umbrella from Atlanta 


Not much is known yet about this little fellow, but someone who's used to living with cute, sweet, innocent, stubborn pups ought to love him. For a dog he looks remarkably like Serena's surprise kitten.

Monday, June 16, 2025

Web Log Weekender: 6.13-15.25

It wasn't much of a weekender. I popped online on Saturday afternoon and mentioned that I wouldn't be online long. Shortly after I came back and settled in for the night, I heard the pop as all those cables that connect "the grid" dropped into the branch creek again. One would think the linemen get tired enough of picking cables out of water to prune the trees near the cables, at least the ones that are dead or leaning ominously over the wires...well, perhaps in summer they enjoy a dip in a cold stream. I thought hopefully that perhaps they'd be out to repair the damage on Sunday morning, since they arrived so promptly last week. No such luck. Only the telephone repairmen had reached a house nearby when I came out this morning; rain fell off and on all day Sunday, all night last night, and it's falling on McDonald's as I type; lots of repair vehicles are on the road, though...and slushy soil is failing to hold down trees either in old-growth forests with little undergrowth, or in town where people have never corrected the long-ago craze for planting isolated trees surrounded by "lawns" of bermudagrass. It looks like being a very long, dull, sweaty, mucky summer, Gentle Readers.

Perhaps we should just let the whole idea of grid-dependent private Internet connections die and move back to the idea of public computer centers for whole neighborhoods. The role of electronic technology in any weather emergency is still to break down, primarily, but at least neighborhoods could share the cost of replacing all that expensive new cable. I've only been saying this for thirty years.

Health News 

Polysorbate is not what's making celiac disease stubborn and even fatal. Glyphosate (and now glufosinate) is/are doing that. But polysorbate is not helping anybody deal with the effects of the deadly poisons. The situation is analogous to having a broken leg: You need the bone set and supported if you want to use the leg again, but, meanwhile, you don't want to dangle the leg in the sewer.


Pranks 

Even if the computer made up a batch of fictional books to recommend, somebody had to tell it to do that. So the first news story discussed in this post qualifies as a prank.

Butterfly of the Week: Elegant Lady

People like this week's butterfly species, but they don't know much about it. It is not common, but not known to be endangered. It has two English names, the Elegant Lady (because a group of similar butterflies are called the Ladies, and because it's "elegantly" dressed in well-matched neutral colors) and the Milky Graphium (because its wings are "splashed" with milky white). It's been called the national butterfly of Nigeria. 


Photo from INaturalist. The darker band at the edge of the hind wings can be almost black, like the patch where each wing joins the body. Undersides may be a warmer shade of brown than the more grayish upperside. The wingspan of the male museum specimens collected was 3 to 3.5 inches. Photos of living Elegant Ladies are hard to find, but one can be seen if you click through to page 20 of this beautiful PDF:


Its scientific name is Graphium hachei. There are two subspecies, Graphium hachei hachei and G.h. moebii. Hache and Moebius are family names. The subspecies moebii is sometimes also listed as Suffert's Graphium, suggesting that some Mr. Suffert might have named it after some Professor Moebius, but Google is not showing any explanations. Funet shows early reports of this butterfly as descriptions of male specimens only, published in German. The females, as well as the early stages, remain undocumented.

These butterflies are found in several adjacent countries on the western side of Africa. Click here to see a map. 


They are found all through the year but populations seem to divide into three-month generations, with declining reports of adult butterflies in March, June, September, and December, and increases in January, April, July, and October. As a sub-equatorial species, these butterflies are most often seen in January.

They resemble Graphium adamastor, G. almansor, and the other Ladies but nothing seems to be known about their lives. Marcot's photo documents that males hang out at puddles with other mineral-salt-craving butterflies. 

Book Review: Guarding Georgia

Title: Guarding Georgia 

Author: Anna Brooks 

Date: 2023 

Quote: "The boy I'd crushed on my entire life but was too afraid to tell because I knew he saw me only as a friend." 

When they reach high school, Beau is about to tell Georgia otherwise. He sees her as The Prettiest Cheerleader Ever. But so does Tad, the much less lovable son of someone Georgia's less than lovable father owes money. Georgia's father says that Beau and his family are trash and Georgia is to be seen dating other boys, never Beau. 

At this point the story almost goes where the Southern reader begins to expect it to go. Beau's father and Georgia's mother were once very close friends. When a high school boy's father has a legitimate job and the boy keeps up with the work in the same classes the girl does, comes to school on time clean and sober, and stays out of trouble with the law, he's not trash, exactly. The only reason why the girl's father might call him trash would be that the father knows the boy is his daughter's cousin--or even half-brother. 

But this story shows a bit of foreign influence. If Tad still wants Georgia when they get through high school, and Tad's father will accept a rich, good-looking daughter-in-law in lieu of some of the money Georgia's father owes him, then as far as these un-American men are concerned, Tad and Georgia are engaged. 

I'm sure Brooks got this idea from an item of local news or gossip, but I'm also sure the older men involved weren't born on this continent. In a free country, most parents know that, if fantasies about A's son and B's daughter as a couple ever cross their minds, they have the right to remain silent. Children can't be married while they're subject to parental authority; marriages are legal in most States only after the bride and bridegroom are full-grown and on-their-own and have had time to consider other offers. 

However, Tad, being a bully, decides he wants Georgia just because he knows Beau does and for some reason they don't seem to be a couple. Things come to a head when Georgia goes to the prom with Tad, they drink a little too much, and Tad tries to rape Georgia. Beau knocks him flat and takes Georgia home with him, where the three middle sons in the family like her and the youngest one has a real crush on her--their mother has been dead for a few months and they're starving for an older female's attention. When Georgia comes home, still a perfect virgin and now over her head in Teen Romance, her father orders her never to speak to Beau again. If she wants to go to college, she'll have to marry Tad first. 

Georgia's mother has some money saved up against this kind of possibility. Georgia goes away to college. A long way away. Beau goes to police academy and joins the police force in their home town. (It's in Texas, we are told, though it does sound sort of Arabian.) 

 And now, in the present reality of the story, Georgia's father is dead. Georgia is still a perfect virgin, and although Beau is not, he's only ever used other women, never really dated the same one for any length of time. (In romance novels that makes it all right.) Is it safe for Georgia to come home and live with her mother now? Can Beau forgive her for going away? Can she forgive Beau for not coming to Chicago to find her? 

Of course they can, because this is a romance novel, though it's one of the steamy kind with liberal mention of who touched what and how it felt and what they did next, on and on for three or four pages at a time. Recommended strictly for use as a marital aid...

I'm underwhelmed. Maybe it's the portrait of Beau on the cover, maybe just Beau's eagerness to avenge every perceived insult to Georgia (at this stage) by decking somebody...Beau seems to me like the sort of boy who'll soon be dumping his anger on Georgia, though then again, as a police officer, he's already demonstrated (onstage) that he's capable of just going to the local jail and beating up an inmate. Even if it's only Tad, who deserves to be beaten up and whom Beau undoubtedly owes a few bruises because Tad was the sort of boy all the other boys owed several bruises by grade five, that does not read like a portrait of a man who has gained complete control of himself. But maybe someone else out there knows a couple like that who've been happy together for even ten years. I hope so.

Sunday, June 15, 2025

Morgan Griffith on "Juneteenth"

Editorial comment: If any readers remember when we were following the Virginia Legislature during its sessions, they'll remember Onzlee Ware. With respect. I think a majority of readers were Republicans and Delegate Ware was a Democrat, but he was the sort of mature, intelligent, balanced D of whom we've lost so many. We liked some of his contributions.

Right. It's official. I still think it's a bit of a Hallmark Holiday, but this web site will observe Juneteenth in memory of Delegate Ware. 

From US Representative Morgan Griffith, R-VA-9:

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Thursday, June 19th marks America’s celebration of Juneteenth.

The national holiday is meant to commemorate the end of slavery in the United States.

Interestingly, this date does not signify the official nationwide end to slavery.

Slavery was a fairly common practice, even in the North, as the United States transitioned from its colonial period to its independence.

In fact, full emancipation would not be granted until 1827 in New York and 1847 in Pennsylvania.

According to the Equal Justice Initiative (website), even after Congress abolished the Atlantic Slave Trade in 1807, traders from Massachusetts and other states continued activities trafficking Africans.

In the first half of the nineteenth century, the abolition movement which advocated for the freedom of slaves spread. In the North, prominent abolitionists, like Frederick Douglass and William Lloyd Garrison, gained many supporters, mostly in the North.

Debate over slavery intensified in the halls of Congress as the country grew and admitted new states. The admission of “free” states and “slave” states complicated legislative efforts and national unity.

During the American Civil War on New Year’s Day of 1863, President Abraham Lincoln issued the Emancipation Proclamation.

The Proclamation declared “all persons held as slaves” in states that were in “rebellion against the United States” were free.

The Proclamation could not be enforced at that time, as the South did not recognize Lincoln’s order.

In addition, the Proclamation did not apply to border states which had not seceded from the Union.

Kentucky, West Virginia, Maryland, Delaware and Washington, D.C., were all slaveholding areas, but they did not secede from the Union. Accordingly, the slaves in those areas were not freed as a result of the Emancipation Proclamation.

Therefore, slavery was still practiced in both the Union and the Confederacy during the Civil War.

West Virginia separated from the Commonwealth of Virginia during the Civil War. On June 20, 1863, the U.S. Congress formally recognized West Virginia as a state.

After General Robert E. Lee’s surrender at Appomattox Courthouse in April 1865, others in the South followed suit in laying down their arms.

Accordingly, the path to freedom could commence and/or continue for many slaves. Juneteenth focuses on those in Galveston, Texas.

Galveston’s slave community was unaware of Lincoln’s Emancipation Proclamation. On June 19, 1865, Union troops arrived in Galveston, Texas, where they notified the local slave population that they were free.

However, more progress had to be made to fully destroy the institution of slavery in the United States.

The U.S. Constitution amendment that abolished slavery, the Thirteenth Amendment, was ratified by the States in 1865, but not until December, well after Union Troops arrived in Galveston.

As the Reconstruction era continued, the Fourteenth and Fifteenth amendments soon followed to expand rights to slaves.

Despite these significant milestones, Juneteenth always resonated within the African American community as the major date to celebrate their freedom.

For many years even before its birth as a national holiday, Juneteenth celebrations were commonplace in many African American communities.

Of those to launch such celebrations in Southwest Virginia, I remember my friend and former colleague in the Virginia House of Delegates, Onzlee Ware.

The two of us were often on opposite sides of legislative efforts. We differed in policy ideas and beliefs.

As a result of knowing each other while practicing law in the Roanoke Valley, Delegate Ware and I became friends. We were not afraid to work across the aisle to get things done for the people we represented in the Roanoke Valley.

Accordingly, Delegate Ware, the first Black legislator from the Western part of Virginia, invited me to a Juneteenth celebration that he organized.

Because of his invitation, I began to recognize the importance of this day.

I appreciated Delegate Ware for the invitation and the opportunity to spend time with the community that spread awareness about Juneteenth.

While Delegate Ware has since passed away, my memories of him and his leadership in making me and many others in Southwest Virginia aware of the importance of Juneteenth will always remain.

Folks in the Ninth District commemorating Juneteenth include the Fayette Area Historical Initiative in Martinsville. I visited them last year during their Juneteenth celebration.

There will be many other such celebrations in Southwest Virginia this year.

To everyone in the Ninth District, no matter your heritage, I hope on this Juneteenth you will reflect on the value of freedom.

If you have questions, concerns, or comments, feel free to contact my office.  You can call my Abingdon office at 276-525-1405 or my Christiansburg office at 540-381-5671. To reach my office via email, please visit my website at www.morgangriffith.house.gov. Also on my website is the latest material from my office, including information on votes recently taken on the floor of the House of Representatives.