Prescience, from Eugenics and Other Evils. Granted, his time, there was no national health experts the way we have them now. They were more local, within striking distance. The scope was smaller but the observations remain the same. It was best presented perhaps by the distinguished doctor who wrote the article on these matters in … G.K. Chesterton on Health Experts
Anon The video record (people’s eyes record everything and everyone’s basic personal data is visible) of a spate of murder victims is replaced with the murderer’s point of view, so the investigator protag doesn’t know the culprit’s identity. Investigator-protag coincidentally comes across a woman who does not have any data. Hazard a guess as to … Sci-fi and Fantasy Movie and Series Reviews, Part 15
I get super irritated below. Periscope F*ck you, Periscope. I’m not creating a Twitter account just to access you. A shameless scalzification No one who Tweets out the phrase entirely unsubtly should be anywhere near G.K. Chesterton. Goodreads Blog Post: If Belle Were on Goodreads, She’d Probably Act a Lot Like Emma Watson No. Please, … Links of Possible Relevance, Part 21
Yes, it’s fine, in this modern day, if you want to emphasize the St. Nicholas version of Santa Claus. It’s also a fine thing if you want to play up the Sunblom version of Santa Claus as well. I don’t find rejecting either one as particularly bad, but what I object to is rejection of … The Christian Case for Santa Claus
Jill’s post about the simpy interpretation of this survey of the hierarchy of values among religious people gave me agita—not anything Jill said but the fact that a self-styled smartypants can’t process the inapplication of the simplicity of surveys*. This is a roundabout way of saying people and their belief systems are too complex for … The Paradox of Obedience
I made this image and posted it recently on FaceTwitter. The family and I went out to eat at Burgatory and the Inauguration Orgy was on all six of the TVs that I was facing. It annoyed me (and the wife) but we were at least able to eat. I tried looking for the entire … G.K. Chesterton on Hanging Politicians
From Tremendous Trifles (Kindle version is free). I thought I would have a dingdong of a time finding this excerpt, because all of those quote sites (or sites with quote collections on them…looking at you, Goodreads) only have two or three sentences at the most. That’s fine if you’re one of those people who put … G.K. Chesterton on Fairy Tales
I’m due for another one of these, and I kind of miss blatantly stealing images of beauty without attribution, from bloggers and websites that did the same (I did steal some of them from The Gentleman). Of note are the reprisals of Chesterton, looking as crabby as ever, and Alan Moore with his life-long imitation … A Compendium of Smoking Writers, Part Four or Five or Around There
2011 was a mostly-arbitrary division of time just like any other, but things happened within that duration in my life that are worth noting. My son got borned in August and I got canned from Noisecreep in the Great AOL/HuffPurge. On the literary side I released Bored in the Breakroom as a free e-book (rave … Annual “Click All My Amazon Affiliate Links” Post, 2011 Version
Chesterton’s The Man Who Was Thursday is a mystery novel about a poet and secret agent, Gabriel Syme, and his mission to infiltrate an inner circle of anarchists in early 20th century London. He first meets Lucian Gregory, a fellow poet and one of the anarchists, and through some verbal sparring he goads Gregory into … Book Review: The Man Who Was Thursday
Umberto Eco: Sinclair Lewis: Malcolm Muggeridge: Kurt Vonnegut: J.R.R. Tolkein: John Steinbeck: J.D. Salinger: G.K. Chesterton: George Orwell: F. Scott Fitzgerald: David Eddings: C.S. Lewis: Alan Moore:
With a nod to its rural heritage, America recently resurrected a lost hour, so now the days are brighter earlier and much colder. The bike ride to the bus stop is actually less terrible in the these months because the only motivation heat doesn’t kill is the desire to smash your nose into ice cream. … It’s Thanksgiving Time and You’re Kicking Me