Exaggerations of the Simple Stuff of Human Life

Act 4, Scene 1 of William Shakespeare’s Macbeth, when the second witch says:

“By the pricking of my thumbs,

Something wicked this way comes.”

And Macbeth enters.  What a marvelous scene.  Witches, bloody ghosts and a demigod truly drained of his humanity.  A horror story in a stage play.  And then Ray Bradbury takes that line, “Something wicked this way comes” and makes it the title of his own American ghost story; the story of a haunted carnival.  Now what does Macbeth have to do with Bradbury?  Well, in both cases we have basically good people seduced by the devil.  Whether it’s Shakespeare’s witches or Bradbury’s Mr. Dark it is the story of men succumbing to the devil’s promise for their heart’s desire in exchange for their souls.

Macbeth wants the Scottish crown.  Bradbury’s Green Town denizens want various things.  Tom Fury and Mr. Crosetti succumb to lust.  Mr. Tetley wants money.  Miss Foley and Charles Halloway want their youth back.  Jim Nightshade wants to be older so he can indulge his various negative desires.  And for these things they risk becoming permanent prisoners of Mr. Dark and Mr. Cooger’s haunted carnival travelling the American continent in search of more souls to consume.

What a marvelous conceit.  An ancient locomotive from the Civil War era, arrives in small towns in the middle of the night and sniffs out the spiritually wounded inhabitants and lures them into the haunted attractions of the show.  If they wander into the house of mirrors, they will see their heart’s desire or their greatest fear.  Or they can follow the barker’s lure and enter the tent where the belly dancers expose their bodies for a silver dime.  And those that disappear are no longer recognizable as themselves and so cannot be rescued by any police force.

And redemption can only be had in Bradbury’s story if the devil is laughed out of town.  Laughter and happiness are the only cures for this evil.  The secret is to realize that life is not a tragedy.  Even at its worst, it is better than the alternative which is nothingness.  Pain and sadness and even death are a human story and in fact the only certainty in this world.  But it’s also still better than never existing.  Because no matter how sad and awful our existence, it’s still ours.  We get to feel it and react to it and maybe win a few rounds before we’re finally cornered and beaten by death.

So, the ride’s the thing.  That’s the lesson that Charles Halloway learns by the end of the story.  Even though he’s old and overwhelmed with trying to be the father of a young boy, that overwhelming challenge is his greatest opportunity to squeeze every bit of meaning and gusto out of what remains of his life.  And the boys get to see that fears and desires are exaggerations of the simple stuff of human life.  Lust and greed and fear are just the ingredients of life taken out of balance from their normal proportions and occasions.

I wonder who will take this theme up next?  Maybe I will, someday.

14SEP2025 – Quote of the Day

The British Parliament has no right to tax the Americans.   …   Taxation and representation are inseparable… whatever is a man’s own, is absolutely his own; no man has a right to take it from him without his consent, either expressed by himself or representative; whoever attempts to do it, attempts an injury; whoever does it, commits a robbery; he throws down and destroys the distinction between liberty and slavery.

Charles Pratt

And the Other Shoe Drops in the Kirk Assassination Case

And as everyone probably was waiting to hear, Tyler Robinson has a transgender “girlfriend” (meaning a man dressed as a woman) named Lance Twiggs. Twiggs is cooperating fully with the FBI and claims he knew nothing about the plot.

Yep, they are just the nicest most peaceful people on the planet those friendly, sane trans-folks and their friends.

Do Something Useful

So, what have I learned from this week?  The Left believes that anyone who disagrees with their truths deserves death.  Literally.  So, this confirms what has been said about leftist ideology being a religion.  And if you blaspheme against their religion, they will declare a fatwah against you and then execute you.  This resembles Islam remarkably well.  Therefore, what we are dealing with are religious fanatics who do not recognize our right to peaceful coexistence.

Well, that’s the definition of an existential enemy.  And that is the lesson to remember.  Regardless of what lies they offer up to foolish people; they are not your friends or countrymen.  You do not laugh with glee at the death of a fellow American.  They are not Americans.  They are not normal people.  They are truly depraved and anyone who justifies this behavior is part of that cult.  So that’s the truth.  Now, the important thing to figure out is how you go forward knowing this truth?  What behaviors, tactics and strategies should be employed in the environment that contains millions of people like these?

One thing that works well is exposing them when they reveal themselves as they did this week.  Matthew Dowd got himself canned from MSNBC, of all places, because he was incautious enough to say what he really believed.  He explicitly said that a murder victim was responsible for his own murder.  Not the murderer, not even “mental illness” but the victim himself.  So even the morons on MSNBC knew they couldn’t save Dowd.

And the same kind of thing is happening all over the country mostly with school teachers, social workers and health care workers.  But a smattering of other idiots (including an active Secret Service agent) is finding themselves unemployed for celebrating the death of a man whose only crime was being too good at debating cultural issues on campus.  In addition to firing these mutants it is important to expose them to the light of day.  All of their neighbors should know who they are.  No one should be uninformed as to their mental illness.  They shouldn’t be mistakenly voted into local office or allowed to babysit your kids.  They should be shunned for the unclean pariahs that they are.

So, it behooves everyone to pay attention to these people when they reveal themselves.  I’ll be looking on-line to see who in Dunwich goes over to the dark side and celebrates Charlie Kirk’s murder.  I live in a blue state so I can only escape the mutants by one day fleeing the region.  But the Dunwich local scene is different.  There I can definitely have an impact on just how depraved things can get.  Shaming and pointing to what they’ve said is the way to reveal what monsters they truly are.

Well, that’s about it.  I guess the other thing that all this brings up is that it’s time for the FBI to step up and root out Antifa once and for all.  The fact that these people aren’t already in jail strikes me as negligence by the Trump Justice Department.  Come on boys, get on the stick and use all that federal power that was used against us for the last four years.  Do something useful.

13SEP2025 – Quote of the Day

The great end, for which men entered into society, was to secure their property. That right is preserved sacred and incommunicable in all instances, where it has not been taken away or abridged by some public law for the good of the whole. The cases where this right of property is set aside by private law, are various. Distresses, executions, forfeitures, taxes etc are all of this description; wherein every man by common consent gives up that right, for the sake of justice and the general good. By the laws of England, every invasion of private property, be it ever so minute, is a trespass. No man can set his foot upon my ground without my license, but he is liable to an action, though the damage be nothing; which is proved by every declaration in trespass, where the defendant is called upon to answer for bruising the grass and even treading upon the soil. If he admits the fact, he is bound to show by way of justification, that some positive law has empowered or excused him. The justification is submitted to the judges, who are to look into the books; and if such a justification can be maintained by the text of the statute law, or by the principles of common law. If no excuse can be found or produced, the silence of the books is an authority against the defendant, and the plaintiff must have judgment.

Charles Pratt

Just in Case You’re Not Sure Who the Media Are

Just to make sure we know exactly who they are, TMZ exposes just how much they hate normal people.  During the live streamed report of Charlie Kirk’s shooting a cheer and clapping breaks out off camera from TMZ’s staff just as President Trump announced his death.

Then the on-camera host and his stooge give an apology and excuse that these cheering ghouls were watching a car chase on some other feed.  These people hate us viscerally.  They would dance on our graves without a single misgiving.  Remember that.

I hope they go out of business even faster than they already were.

Grammata-Euphoria

All this Charlie Kirk media madness and the manhunt have depressed the hell out of me.  We live in a madhouse surrounded by awful, depraved people.  So I needed a break.  So I’m writing about something lighthearted instead.  My apologies.  I’m sure on Friday more horrible things will occur to drag me back into the madhouse.

Publishing a book.

Step two complete!  I sent off my manuscript to the one traditional publisher that I’m confident isn’t ideologically opposed to the political position of my protagonist.  Now I’ve got to write a “query letter” and send it out to a bunch of agents to see if any want to represent me.  And I have to make a list of publishers that will take submissions without agents.  Once I’ve done all that, if no one bites then I have to self-publish it and then I have to market it (advertise, announce it on social media, run a Kickstarter, hire a skywriter to put my message over Manhattan, and get a Superbowl commercial).

Well anyway, that will keep me busy for a while.  Based on all the advice for new writers that I’ve read, I intend to disseminate my story for free to all of my friends and try to get as much good word of mouth and favorable reviews as I can when it’s ready to launch.  After all, I don’t want hundreds or thousand of readers and dollars.  I need millions and billions!  Like the holy texts, my book should be in every home in the first and second world.  And dammit why not the third world too?  Surely, I can squeeze the little bit of hard currency that they would normally buy food with and divert it into my coffers.  Yes, yes.  That sounds right.

Well anyway Larry Correia started a monthlong Kickstarter for his new book on Ark Press and within about 24 hours he had $150,000 collected.  And what has he got that I haven’t got (beside thousands of devoted fans)?  Unfortunately, that is exactly what he has that I don’t.  Ah, the trials and tribulations of the unknown author.  There should be a “Tomb of the Unknown Author.”  It could be right past the colonnade of heroic sculptures of Homer, Moses and whoever wrote George Burns’ jokes.  It should have an eternal flame that’s a large hibachi using charcoal brickettes as fuel.  Some residue and aroma from a nice porterhouse steak would be fine and possibly a meat thermometer somewhere nearby.

You know I did learn that writing a story really is just for yourself.  I found parts of the work where I said, “Now that’s exactly how it should be.  Dammit, the writer nailed this perfectly.”  And of course, I know I’m talking to myself but it’s immensely satisfying when the words evoke exactly the emotion you’re reaching for.

Of course, the tricky part is knowing (or hoping) that the scene will elicit that same response from someone or better still, many someone-s who will let the world know just what a genius the author is.  I guess the definition of a great writer is when the whole world (mostly) is moved by what you write in the way you wanted them to feel.

Alright, that’s enough grammata-euphoria.  I’ll only report back when something interesting (publication or a book deal) is imminent.  Until then we can concentrate on the latest hideous atrocities on the streets of our cities and Trump’s latest poke in the eye to the Left and its minions.