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Got a nasty review from someone on Last Stand over the weekend. Posted the essay that should have accompanied Book One, but got left out. (My mistake.) Should help clear things up.
Still a little bemused, because in her mind, Nathan Fillion was the heart and soul of the show. And he is an amazing actor.
Go back and watch the show now. With eyes set in 2023. Captain Reynolds is an asshole to everyone. Literally everyone. Given the number of folks with guns, in a real western someone would have shot him dead and considered the galaxy a better place. The essay has more details.
I doubt she’ll buy book two, but that’s her loss. After #1, I went off on my own tangent that had nothing to do with slavers bemoaning their loss of property. Because that was EXACTLY what the people fighting the American Civil War ANNOUNCED their purpose was.
Go google the “Cornerstone Speech” by Alexander Stephens before you hit reply, then you can get back to me. I’d really like you to identify yourself as a potential slave owner.
Anyway…
Monday.
The crew working on the heat pump and air cycler was here Thursday and I kicked them out Friday night at 9pm because they had a long drive to get back to their office. They were not successful. They did order new parts this morning, and will pick them up from their supplier tomorrow on the way down, so hopefully I will have heat by tomorrow night.
I’m still counting forward from October 27th as my last “normal” day, given all the crap that has occurred since then. Oh, and I have a new well pressure tank, plumbing, and controls as of last week, so that part went well.
Today is a holiday, so folks are rediscovering that black people would like civil rights. Some of them find that offensive. I like it when those folks out themselves as well, because that means they are so toxic that there is nothing I can do to save them, justify them, or would ever want to associate with them again.
Story:
I’m writing Heather Lau’s Zerzan story: Warlord of Yaumgan. A little over twenty thousand words in. Aiming for about 80k at this point, depending. Lots of backgrounding and updating that needs to happen, as it takes place three years after the end of the Kosnett books.
At the same time, it is a continuation of the same. The arc of empires and the sins of the fathers. What is the most ethical solution to any problem.
Circling back, slavery was legal and considered moral at the time. One only has to read the bible on the proper way to treat your slaves to see that.
At no point was it ever ethical. And there is nothing you can do to make it so. If you aren’t willing to treat all people as people, then you have a problem. And an ugly one.
I’ve made it a point to identify toxic people over the last several years and expel them from my life. Got no time for it, and don’t want to be in their area arguing with them.
My father always said, “Never argue with a fool. Bystander can’t tell the difference.”
So it’s Monday and I have no sufferance for fools today. Hopefully your day is going better.
Shade and sweet water,
b
West of the Mountains, WA
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