Letters from the Log Cabin

Having a full moon on New Year's Eve only happens every once in a blue moon.

Really.

So, there I was, basking in the comforting glow of the idiot's lantern, when an ad appeared filled with misinformation and propagandist hooey.

http://www.uscitizensassociation.com/USCA_tv.html (the one at the bottom)

Complete with "Hymn to the Soviet" in the background, it uses my country, my beloved homeland, as an example of the horrors that could happen to the U.S. if they continue down this road...

I don't know what I feel more of: anger or just plain sick.

Brother Blue has died.

He was my friend and teacher.

If it was not for him, I would not be what I am, today.

If it was not for him, I would not be able to do what I do, today.

Our world is now a little darker... a little colder... a little less wonderful now that he is gone from it.

But, because he was here in it, he left this world much brighter, much warmer and much more wonderful.

His death may go un-noticed by many, but for me... I weep.

I dropped by the Landing, today, to pick up my duds and props. Here are three of the pictures that I took while I was there:

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A profound observation from the comments to this story on CBC:

"When a scientist engages in a fabrication he is held in contempt by his peers, his research is discredited and his career is basically terminated. Now on the other hand when a creationist makes stuff up out of thin air..."

( Why this is special... behind the cut )

Just got back from Thanksgiving dinner with family. After a chilly and wet day, the sky had cleared. I got home about 8:30. As I drove in the driveway, the shop light came on, lighting the trees from underneath. Above the trees were the stars and the milky way:

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The sawmill at Kings Landing, taken yesterday. HDR with practically no enhancement (not too inspired, but pretty)

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( Moody Morehouse picture behind the cut )

In New Brunswick, car hits moose is not headlines.

( Read behind the cut for my moose damage story )

One TV channel is running end-to-end programs about the terrorist attack of 2001.

Another channel is running an end-to-end marathon of "America's Funniest Home Videos".

I'm sure this means something, but I'm not sure what.

One of the Kings Landing barn cats decided that our theatre would be a wonderful place to set up a nursery for her new family. So today, before the show, I pulled out the camera and snapped this oh-so-sweet shot:

( Three little kittens are hiding behind the cut )

Did you know...

The Principality of Northern Shores is bigger (in area) than the country of Mexico!

Folks liked the last one, so here's another to enjoy. It is the ruins of a mill (tub wheel grist mill) near where I used to live in Massachusetts.

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We had our staff party last night. Here's a photo of one of the buildings at sunset:

( Photo behind cut so that I can be kind to my friends... )

It's been like this for weeks:



The only thing that changes are the highs and lows.

This has become tedious.

"Democracy" is a method to determine group direction.

"Democracy" is not a method to determine fact.

Fact is fact. It is not open to a vote.

I live in a cave, somewhat sheltered (by my own choosing) from the brief and violent tempests of verbal raging that sweep across various fields of world thought. Despite this intentional cultural insulation, I am not entirely insensitive to some of the more fundamental social issues that exist around me and how much those social issues, while extant in Canada, differ in kind and in form from those that saturate our culture from the great media beacon that is the United States.

The issue that is causing me to actually stir up the cobwebs in my ethics room is Kings Landing's need to hire interpreters for the newly opened Gordon House. You see, the Gordons were Negro. ( More... )