Study of an Elevation in Indian Ink

Study of an Elevation in Indian Ink

One of the poems I came across in high school, in the selfsame collection of collected Kipling verse that still has a place of pride on my day-to-day work desk, was a ditty that even then I recognized the toxic, bitter loser, a.k.a. the "gamma". At first it almost sounds like justified contempt for an incompetent, but by the third stanza, the ulterior motive begins to become clear. This ditty is a string of lies. But-how the deuce did Gubbins rise? Potiphar Gubbins, C.E. Stands at the top of…

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Male Cat Ladies

Male Cat Ladies

I wrote yesterday that love transcends. But what happens to those who do not build a family, who "go their own way" and never build a legacy? They end up like Carl.…

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Love Transcends

Love Transcends

A year ago, give or take a couple months, my father left this vale. It was unexpected, the result of an accident that put him in the E/R, and a week later, rendered further treatment unnecessary. Not too much later, a friend of mine lost a daughter. In her case, every day and week of life, for nearly two decades, was a precious joy held close against a lifelong chronic illness.  That said, it too caught his family off guard when she suddenly took a turn for the worst. The term he used, describi…

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Critics No More

Critics No More

The Dark Herald has an excellent post where he dissects some SJW word salad and points out something that is worth a reminder: that critics are no longer really, as a whole, evaluating whether or not movies are good entertainment and stories [https://darkherald.net/2019/12/01/the-critics-real-job/]. Instead, as he puts it, they are telling you what you should be seeing - not the same thing. Dare I say he didn't go far enough? Not caring about craft has been obvious for a while. I'd been maki…

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Family, and Politics

Family, and Politics

I wasn't going to disrupt a post in gratitude with petty worldly concerns, but it's now the day after, and those who have gathered are going on with the rest of their lives, and so I turn my focus to other things. One thing seen in the lead-up to the holiday was a Saturday Night Live skit with Will Farrell I got in my inbox from family who for some reason still think SNL is funny. Yes, every once in a blue moon on odd leap years, they can be self aware (look up the liberal…

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