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April 17, 2025
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April 15, 2025
A garland of quotations CXVI
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I don’t believe in signs, but then strange things do happen.
•Stowe, The Minister’s Wooing (1859).
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Trespaser’s will be persekuted to the full extent of a mongral dogs which ain’t never been overly soshibil with strangers and 1 dubble barrel shot gun which ain’t loaded with no sofy pillers. Dam if I ain’t tired of this hel raisin on my proputy.
•“Sign posted on a public road in South Georgia,” ca. 1925.
THIS MACHINE KILLS FASCISTS
•Sign on...
April 13, 2025
Blvd. of Blood
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(It is April, and time for Colin Lang to start putting his plan into action. Officer John Oberman (with his hacker buddy Sp!der) is still trying to figure out what that plan is, but the only weak link—Bernie Feldstein—has grown paranoid and is no longer dropping clues on Twitter. We are ten days away from it all going down.)
Book III: The Cruelest Month“Time destroy’d
Is suicide, where m...
April 10, 2025
Truly Wordless Comic Panels
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Severin/Elder!
April 8, 2025
A garland of quotations CXV
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For the first, the Poet saith truly, that he singeth most sweetly, that singeth my praise and commendation.
•Richard Beacon, Solon His Follie (1594).
Have ye non other man to moke, but ever me?
•Mankind (ca. 1465).
For it becomes a good and great-souled man to make no counter charge when he is maligned. For, just as missiles that are hurled against hard, well-built walls, do not settle on them, or penetrate them, or stay where they strike, but...
April 7, 2025
Blvd. of Blood
Continued from here. Table of contents for ease of navigation here.
(Colin Lang continues to plan some horrible atrocity. His girlfriend Carol Wernick has no idea what’s up. Officer John Oberman seeks clues through Bernie Feldstein’s Twitter feed. Does Bernie have any idea what’s up? Only slightly; only slightly.)
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17.As soon as Carol noticed that he’d been shaving his hands, Colin stopped hiding the electric razor in the basement. Now it had b...
April 3, 2025
Truly Wordless Comic Panels
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Kirby/Wood! The two legends!
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April 1, 2025
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Nay, Prometheus himself is the cause of man’s misery—Prometheus who cares for poor mortals! Instead of fire which is the beginning of all evil he ought rather to have stolen sweet nectar, which rejoices the heart of the gods, and given that to men, that he might have scattered the furrows of the world.
•Nonnos, Dionysiaca (C5).
The philosopher who would fain extinguish his passions resembles the chemist who would like to let his furnace go o...
March 30, 2025
Blvd. of Blood
Continued from here. Table of contents for ease of navigation here.
(Colin Lang continues to plan some horrible atrocity. His girlfriend Carol Wernick has no idea what he’s up to. Perhaps he left a clue or two in his house (back before he had a girlfriend and everything was safer. Meanwhile, low-level cop John Oberman and his hacker pal Sp!der continue to probe the weak link in Colin Lang’s plan, a loose-lipped accomplice they only know by his Twitter feed.)
March 27, 2025
Truly Wordless Comic Panels
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