We have snow! Only an inch or so, but still snow. The animals are horrified and excited. We got the semi-feral cat inside, and she is being very persistent about getting pets. If only she didn’t go to war any time she sees the other cats, we would be in business.
So far the grid is holding.
We also have a fire. If you are getting this through email, there is a video of the fireplace here.
Kid 1 asked why it was this funky yellow color. It’s that color because iPhone attempts to enhance colors. Look at this yarn I bought.
Pretty, right? I bought it because it looked like that in the picture.
This is what it actually looks like in person.
This shot was taken far away. I stood on a chair so I would get a wider angle and the iPhone color correction wouldn’t kick in on the yarn specifically. It was like magic: you hold the iPhone over it and look at all the colors. You can even see that the color of the island is different, more yellow, and there was no filter involved. I tried turning off HDR and all that, but the color correction is still happening.
I’m not a fan of that brown. Just no. I’m not going to return it. It’s a small business dyer. Their overhead is already low and shipping yarn back and forth is silly. When you buy small batch dyed yarn, there is a chance for stuff like this happening, so I decided to dye over it. I wanted to experiment anyway so we will see what happens.
On that note, Expression Fiber Arts has yarn kits at 17% off today, according to their newsletter. Not today, Satan. Not today. I do not need pretty yarn kits. I need to finish my happy cardigan. I need to find some white worsted weight yarn for the trim somewhere. For some reason I only have off-white. Also I need to work! Yeah.
Yesterday we plotted the next scene and I ended up measuring the living room with measuring tape to figure out how big of a hollow we need.
The depression gouged the forest floor, about forty feet long, twenty-five feet wide, and two feet deep. It was less of a pit and more of a hollow, vaguely rectangular, but without defined corners or sheer walls that pointed at a human with a shovel being involved. The edges of the hollow sloped slightly, as if some giant pressed their palm into soft sand, and the ground at its bottom was bare and soft, like it had been plowed.
I’m going to make a big old pot of stew for today. I have mushrooms and parsnips I need to use up. Get stew cooking and then work. Maybe I will bake it. That way I won’t have to keep checking it on the stove.
Hold, grid, hold. Must make words happen.
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This is a reread. First time reading it has to be between 2001 and 2009 somewhere. I borrowed it and now finally have my own copy.I mostly remember atmosphere, vibes, and that I loved it. Starts out promising, the writing is so good!
Savage Sword of Conan #1 (Titan Comics, February 2024). Cover art by Joe Jusko
Savage Sword of Conan, from Titan Comics, is the comic book that I have been waiting for. It is a thing of perfection: art, story, presentation, physical format – all unmatched.
The cover by Joe Jusko is brilliant, capturing some brutal imagery from the prose story within, penned by Jim Zub. I loved Joe’s work on the original SSoC run.
The introduction by Roy Thomas was a delight. Roy was the mastermind behind Conan the Barbarian and Savage Sword of Conan, but he’s also known for creating characters such as Wolverine, Vision, Werewolf by Night, Luke Cage, Iron Fist, Ultron, and scores more. Hearing that he had plans to contribute to this magazine filled me with joy.
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Interior pages from Savage Sword of Conan #1. Art by Max Von Fafner
The first story in SSoC #1 is called “Conan and the Dragon Horde,” written by John Arcudi, with art by Max Von Fafner. It has violence, bloodshed, nudity, sex, murder, betrayal, greed, superstition, intrigue, and horror. It is a classic Conan yarn that includes a fascinating female protagonist. Maybe she’ll stick around, or maybe she’ll go her own way, like Valeria. I can’t wait to see.
The prose story by Jim Zub, “Sacrifice in the Sand,” was a pleasant surprise. I have to admit to almost always feeling a sense of dread when someone other than REH writes Conan, but by Crom, this Zub guy gets it, much like his contemporary, John C. Hocking. The story was short, but the action was intense, realistic, and engaging, with a nice little twist at the end. Congrats, JZ.
More interiors from Savage Sword of Conan #1. Art by Max Von Fafner
Next, we had a Solomon Kane yarn, “Master of the Hunt.” Placing an SK backup story in SSoC is chef’s kiss perfect. It brings back wonderful memories. Written and illustrated by Patrick Zircher, this was an excellent Gothic tale, with all that 1600s mood and tone. The Puritan gun-toting swashbuckler is one of REH’s finest creations, and he is well represented here.
The magazine closes with a piece by Jeffrey Shanks, who delves into the publishing history of Solomon Kane, which many readers will no doubt find fascinating. Jeff is a bona-fide REH scholar, much like my dog brothers, Mark Finn and Chris Gruber.
Interiors from Savage Sword of Conan #1. Art by Patrick Zircher and Howard Chaykin
This book was great. The husky offset paper is thick and opaque, yet has that newspaper quality to it, bringing back the nostalgia of the original run. You can smell the ink – it’s glorious.
One thing I would love to see in the future (and I know this is wishful thinking) is art by Val Semeiks in the pages of this series. I’ve been working with Val off and on for eight years on Hyperborea RPG content, and I think it would be a wonderful “full circle” event to see him back where he started – illustrating Kull in SSoC. I’d love to see that happen.
Savage Sword of Conan #1 (Marvel Comics, 1974). Cover by Boris Vallejo
The original Savage Sword of Conan #1 was published in 1974, featuring an incredible cover painting by Boris Vallejo (see above). It picked up where Savage Tales had left off, with Roy Thomas spearheading the efforts within.
The talent of the contributors is off the charts: John Buscema, Barry Smith, Alfredo Alcala, Gil Kane, Pablo Marcos, Esteban Maroto, Neal Adams, Ernie Chan, and a riveting article by Glenn Lord. All of it, as Roy Thomas states “… is dedicated to Conan and the other heroic-fantasy creations of the late Robert E. Howard (1906-1936).”
Interiors from Savage Sword of Conan #1 (Marvel Comics, 1974). Art by
John Buscema, Pablo Marcos, Esteban Maroto, Neal Adams, and John Chua
I already had a copy of this book, but I picked up this backup copy for $20 from my old pal, Chris, of Chris’s Comics.
For me, the most iconic Conan art was established by Frank Frazetta with his cover paintings on the Lancer paperbacks, and John Buscema with his cover and interior art in Marvel’s Conan the Barbarian and Savage Sword of Conan. When I was young, one of the things I always looked forward to was the next issue’s cover painting for SSoC.
They rarely disappointed. Among those cover painting artists, one of my personal favorites was Earl Norem. I don’t believe he has received the attention he deserves for capturing incredibly dynamic scenes, such as the one pictured above, fighting a sand demon.
One of the prizes of my personal collection is the page below, purchased at a NY Comicon in the late 90s. This is an original page from Savage Sword of Conan #197, published in May, 1992.
It features Roy Thomas writing, John Buscema pencils, and Ernie Chan inks. The ultimate creative dream team. On this page we see Conan, Belit, and Valeria. This is a one-of-a-kind piece that I will never part with!
One of the ultimate dream teams in comic book history was Roy Thomas, John Buscema, and Alfredo Alcala. The page below is from Savage Sword of Conan #20, adapting the Robert E. Howard story “The Slithering Shadow,” originally published in Weird Tales magazine in 1933. A sword-and-sorcery masterpiece.
The third and final volume of Barbarian Life: A Literary Biography of Conan the Barbarian, by Roy Thomas, is a must-have for fans of Roy’s take on Robert E. Howard’s most famous character.
In thousands of four-color panels for Marvel Comics, Roy Thomas told the tale of Robert E. Howard’s greatest creation, Conan the Barbarian. Now, in this definitive biography and analysis, Roy chronicles Conan’s comic book life, issue by issue, plot by plot, and artist by artist.
For ten years, from October 1970 when Roy and artist Barry Smith assembled the first issue of Marvel’s Conan the Barbarian, to October 1980 when Roy and artist John Buscema completed their last issue together on the series, Thomas wrote of Conan’s gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth — as well as the wars, the wenches, and the wizardry that bedeviled the Cimmerian from one issue to the next.
In this final volume of the series, Roy Thomas explains the creative process behind his final few issues of Conan the Barbarian, his run on King Conan, and selected stories published in Savage Sword of Conan. Additional features include a full-length interview with Roy, a short history of sword-and-sorcery in the comics, and the tale of Conan’s battles with the Comics Code.
Now, I do want to preface what I am about to say by noting that my thoughts may be clouded by the nostalgia of my youth: lying on my bedroom floor, poring over my Conan comics and studying the words and art with rapt interest.
That being said, of all the pastiche authors who have developed new, original Conan tales, Roy Thomas may be my favorite — and he did it with the accompaniment of a brilliant visual medium, working with some of the finest artists of the day, such as the aforementioned Barry Smith and John Buscema, and also greats such as Alfredo Alcala, Gil Kane, and Ernie Chan.
Unfortunately, one of my favorite Conan artists, the incredible Val Semeiks, didn’t cross paths with Roy, but he deserves mentioning nonetheless for his breathtaking art.
Jeffrey P. Talanian’s last article for Black Gate was The Dreams in Gary’s Basement: Gary Gygax and the Creation of Dungeons & Dragons. He is the creator and publisher of the Hyperborea sword-and-sorcery and weird science-fantasy RPG from North Wind Adventures. He was the co-author, with E. Gary Gygax, of the Castle Zagyg releases, including several Yggsburgh city supplements, Castle Zagyg: The East Mark Gazetteer, and Castle Zagyg: The Upper Works. Read Gabe Gybing’s interview with Jeffrey here, and follow his latest projects on Facebook and at www.hyperborea.tv.
Sometimes, a book feels like it’s going somewhere, only for you to realize you’ve been waiting for things to happen and they still haven't. Gates of Hope is one of those books. It’s clear J.E. Hannaford poured her heart into building this world (interplanetary dragons, magical moonhounds, and a system of magic fueled by emotions and music), but all that effort doesn’t quite translate into an engaging story.
The premise is solid: a war-torn world, magical gates destroyed by a dragon, and three protagonists dealing with the fallout. But rather than picking up speed, the plot crawls. Elissa struggles under alien rule on one of the moons, Darin bonds with his moonhound while learning magic, and Suriin works on controlling her powers. They all have potential, but their stories don’t really connect, and for most of the book, it feels like nothing significant happens.
The pacing is the main culprit. It’s practically at a standstill for long stretches. The book spends so much time on small, everyday details and repetitive scenes that the plot barely gets a chance to move. Even when things finally pick up near the end, it feels too little, too late.
The characters also didn’t do much to save the story. While there’s some charm - Darin’s moonhound, Star, is a highlight - the protagonists themselves feel flat. Their personal growth and struggles should’ve been the heart of the story, but instead, it’s like watching three separate, slightly dull movies that never quite come together.
That said, the world-building is impressive. You can tell Hannaford put a lot of thought into creating her universe, and for readers who love rich, detailed settings, this might hit the spot.
If you’re patient and enjoy slow, slice-of-life fantasy, Gates of Hope might work for you. Otherwise, it’s a bit of a slog - a lovingly crafted world where not enough actually happens.
OFFICIAL SPFBO RATING
Kristine Kathryn Rusch’s alternate history stories have won or been nominated for every award in the sf field. “The Arrival of Truth” shows why. In pre-Civil War Virginia, some slaves tell a story about Sojourner and the Truth. One young girl, forced to give up her own children and nurse a white baby, wonders what the Truth will mean. Will it set her free? Or will it force her to make terrible choices of her own?
In “The Arrival of Truth,” Kristine Kathryn Rusch casts light on the powerful struggle between right and wrong, slavery and freedom.
“The Arrival of Truth” is available for one week on this site. The ebook is also available on all retail stores, as well as here.
The Arrival of Truth by Kristine Kathryn Rusch
I first heard the story the morning they took my third child. My body, half-hidden in the feather bed, ached from the effort of birthing a baby I would never raise. My breasts dribbled milk that would soon feed a white child. The Missus and Old Sal, the midwife, took my new baby out of the room so I couldn’t hear it cry. I reached for it—all small, bloody, and wrinkled—but wasn’t strong enough to get out of bed. As the door closed, I turned by face against the Missus’ feather pillow and wished I had died.
A breeze rustled the gingham curtains on the open window. Voices echoed in the yard, and from Big Jim’s yelp, I knew I had had a son. The voices hushed for a moment, then Big Jim cried, “No! No! That’s my boy! You can’t take him away! That’s my boy!” and I tried to sink deeper in the soft bed, softer than I was used to, the bed the Missus used when a girl gave birth to a baby she could sell and make more money for the House. Big Jim’s shout got cut off mid-word as a whip snapped and cracked through the air. Big Jim would get another scar because of my baby, and the child wasn’t even his.
The door creaked open, and Nesta stood there, eyes sad as eyes could be. She snuck inside and let the door close quietly. She was big and soft, and I wanted to bury my face against her chest and cry until no more tears would come, but when her hand caressed my forehead, I couldn’t look at her.
“Oh, baby,” she said. “All that learning didn’t save you. It don’t save none of us, long as we look different from them.”
She took a cornhusk doll, painted black, with frizzed yarn hair and a sackcloth dress, and tucked it in my arms. “Sojourner’s coming,” Nesta said. “And when she gets here, all them white folks are going to learn the Truth.”
Then she slipped out the door, quietly as she came. I buried my face in the doll’s rough skin and I wished, Lord how I wished, it could move and cry and pat its little fist against my cheek.
***
Some days I can still remember the feeling of being a child, the closest to white I’ll ever get.
The old Missus, she had ideas that her son, Master Tom, said was dangerous and harmful to his way of life. But when he was a boy and had no say in the house, the old Missus would teach some of us. She taught us how to read and spell and how to talk proper. She read to us from the Bible and said we needed to know God’s Word so we could get into heaven. She made us promise we would never tell nobody what she done because she would have to stop and some of us could get killed because of her mistakes. So we practiced reading in private, hiding the books when the old Master or Jake the overseer or any guests came to the House. The old Missus talked to use like we were the same as the white folks she spent the rest of her time with. And she loved us, each and every one. No babies got sold when she ran the House, and she promised that when she died, we would all go free.
But she died one sunny afternoon when her horse stumbled and threw her. The old Master said her will was written by a crazy woman who didn’t understand money, and he wouldn’t abide by her wishes. So none of us got our papers, and none of us were set free. The old Master brought us—the ones she educated—into the House and made us “the best House niggers” in the state of Carolina. We were never allowed to leave, never able to talk with the field hands or any of the others, as if he was afraid our knowledge would spread like pox through a room full of children.
***
Three days later, when I could stand alone, the Missus let me return to my cabin behind the House. I took the doll with me, clutching it like the child it had replaced. The Missus had promised me to the Wildersons down the road, and I was to pack my things and get before nightfall.
Big Jim wasn’t inside, but we had already said our goodbyes before he took the livery out that morning. He said he’d keep my side of the bed warm, but we both knew I wouldn’t be back until the Wilderson baby was weaned. A lot could change in that kind of time. People could get sold, people could get killed, people could disappear in the middle of the night. I only promised that I would love him as long as I lived.
The cabin was neat except for a pile of bloody rags that sat by the door. Jim had probably used them to stop the bleeding on his arm where the whip had wrapped around his skin while he was trying to save my baby boy. The cabin wasn’t much—a straw bed, a few chairs, and a table—but it was the place where we could speak our minds. After the old Master died, and Master Tom married, places like that had become harder and harder to find.
I put my other dress and my doll in a scarf and packed it in a wicker basket. Then I went out front to catch the delivery wagon as it made its way into town.
I sat on the back, and got off on the road outside the Wilderson place. The Wildersons had a bigger plantation than we did, and more babies this year than we did. But Missus Wilderson wouldn’t tolerate a field hand nursing her babies, and she wanted someone “almost human”—like me. After I’d been there a while she told me I didn’t talk like a nigger and if she closed her eyes she could pretend I was a person, someone worth talking to. She expected me to be flattered, and even though I thanked her in a quiet voice, I could see she was surprised by my tone.
Big arching trees hung over the Wildersons’ lane. After the wagon dropped me off, I walked, exhaustion making my limbs shake. I had to stop once, and lean against a wide tree trunk to catch my breath. My mother used to go back to the fields the same day she had a baby, and my pa used to say that was what faded her away. Dizziness swept through me, just as it must have through her the day she collapsed on the field—the day after my baby brother was born—and the overseer beat her to death with his whip. The old Missus had fired him, and the old Master had jailed him for destroying property. But that never did bring my mama back.
“Hey, girl, they’s expecting you up to the house.”
The voice came from a big man standing just inside the trees. His skin was dark as tree bark and his muscles bulged out of his ripped and torn shirt. His eyes shone with intelligence and when he spoke, he smiled.
“How much farther is it?” My voice sounded breathless.
“Half mile maybe,” he said.
I nodded, the thought of the extra distance defeating me. Maybe I could go a few more yards, but not a half mile. My body hadn’t recovered enough.
He peered at me through the trees, then crossed the road and stopped beside me. He was a big man, bigger than Big Jim. “You don’t look so good.”
I nodded again, afraid to say anything.
“How long since you had that baby?”
“Three days.” The words were no more than a whisper.
“And they sent you to walk? Here, honey, lean on me. I got strength enough for both of us.”
He touched me and I jerked back.
“It’s like that, is it?” He spoke softly, almost to himself. “Okay. I ain’t gonna hurt you, honey. Just let me put my arm around you, and then you can lean against me. Okay?”
I swallowed, not wanting him to touch me, but knowing I wouldn’t make it to the great house any other way. He slid his arm around my back, his skin hot against mine. He smelled of soap and honest sweat, and his touch was gentle.
“Come on,” he said, and together we walked down the center of the road leading to the great house. The trees towered over us, and an occasional bird chirped. The Wilderson plantation was quiet. No one shouted over the breeze. No overseer’s whip echoed in the distance. If I hadn’t known better, I would have thought no one lived at the end of the road.
A bead of sweat trickled down my forehead, and the man tightened his grip. By the time we had reached the house, he was almost carrying me while keeping me upright.
“Lord a mercy, girl, where you been? The mistress is swearing and that baby’s crying like it won’t never shut up.” A woman stood on the porch, hair tied back in a scarf, sun reflecting off her dark face. She had her arms crossed on her hips and her skirts swished as she walked. She was in charge of the house. No one had to tell me that.
“She’s three days from the baby,” the man said, “and they left her down the road. She can barely walk and I think she’s bleeding.”
“Don’t know how to take care of their people over there,” the woman muttered as she walked down the stairs. She leaned over me and took me from the man. She was almost as strong as he was. Her hand brushed my breast as she reached around. “Lord, you’re full up too. We’ll get you to a bed, put that baby against you. He’ll ease that pain in your chest some.”
I looked at her sharply. Maybe she was referring to my swollen breasts. But I didn’t think so. I wondered how many babies had been taken away from her.
The man hadn’t let go of me. The woman looked at him. “I got her, Sam,” she said. She pulled me close, but he still didn’t let go. “Let her go, Sam. You ain’t allowed in the house.”
Sam released me. I stumbled against the woman, then she supported me.
“It’s a crime,” he said, “the way they treat people. When Sojourner comes—”
“Shush,” the woman said. “We don’t have talk like that at my house.”
“This ain’t your house.” But he said no more. He tipped a make-believe hat at me. “When you’re feeling better, you come sit with Sam. We’ll have ourselves a talk.”
I nodded, and the movement made me dizzy. When we reached the porch, the front door opened, and Missus Wilderson stood there, face blotchy and red. “They said you’d be here this morning. A sugar teat isn’t doing my Charles any good.”
Behind her, I could hear a baby wail. The sound made the pain in my chest grow stronger.
“She’s sick,” the woman holding me said.
“Something she’ll pass to the baby?”
“Her babe was born a few days ago. She ain’t recovered yet.”
Missus Wilderson humphed and moved away from the door. “As long as she can feed my boy, I don’t care what you do with her, Darcy.”
Darcy didn’t reply. She helped me in the front door. The house was cooler than the outdoors, and the hallway was lighter and airier than the one I was used to. She led me past the kitchen to a small room furnished with a cross and some figures made out of straw. I set my basket down, and she eased me onto a chair. The dizziness swept across me as she opened my bodice and handed me a wet rag. I ran it across my chest and my face. The cool cloth sent a shiver through me.
Then Darcy was beside me again, the squalling baby in her hands. I reached for him before I knew what I was doing. I didn’t want to feed another woman’s child. I wanted to feed my own. But if I closed my eyes, I didn’t see this little boy’s pale skin. All I felt was his soft baby fat. He smelled of newborn, and he clamped onto my breast with a greediness that hurt.
I rocked him, not opening my eyes, not wanting to see him, and I crooned a lullaby that Big Jim used to sing to our boys before they got taken away. But I couldn’t pretend. I knew that someday this boy in my arms would grab a woman with skin darker than his, beat her senseless, knock her to the ground, and stick himself inside her. I knew he would hire an overseer who used a whip instead of kindness. I knew that no matter whose breast he nursed on, he would never see people with dark skin as human beings.
***
After a week of Darcy’s food and care, I could walk on my own. The dizziness left me and the ache in my bones left with it. I missed the ache—it was my last attachment to my child. The bleeding stopped after about a day, and we didn’t discuss it or what it might mean about my chances for having future children. Little Charles was growing fat, and he reached for me instead of his mother, much to her dismay.
I had no place in the household, except as a milk store for Charles. I had to stay near the house, so that I could feed him when he was hungry, but other than that, I could do anything I wanted.
It took me another week to find Sam. His words had bothered me because they echoed Nesta’s. When Sojourner comes . . . When she gets here, all them white folks are going to learn the Truth.
Twilight had fallen across the fields, making shadows long and dark. Charles was already asleep. I walked toward the field-hand cabins—no restrictions on me here. Apparently Master Tom hadn’t told the Wildersons that I could infect their darkies with all kinds of evil knowledge.
Children scrabbled in the hard dirt, and adults sat on porches and talked. Sam sat outside his cabin, whittling, and listening to the conversation around him.
“Okay if I join you?” I asked.
He indicated a space on the wood stairs leading up to the door. I gathered my skirts under me and sat.
“I didn’t spect to see you again,” he said. “You one of them precious house girls your master always bragging up.”
A shiver ran down my back and it was still light enough for Sam to catch it. “He don’t treat his people right, do he?”
I bit my lip and looked across at the children. They were yelling and carrying on, playing a game I didn’t understand.
“And he didn’t want no baby around to remind him of that, did he?”
I started to stand up. Sam reached over and grabbed my arm. I pulled away from him.
“He hurt you right bad.”
His words brought back that night: the smell of liquor on Master Tom’s breath, the weight of his body on mine, the bruises I couldn’t hide from Big Jim. He had wanted to kill Master Tom that night. I had stopped him.
Sam was watching me with the same intensity he had that day in the lane. “And you ain’t never gonna let a man touch you again, are you?”
“Lordy, girl, you a bunch of sticks and bones, and that baby broke some things when it busted out of ya. I had me a woman once. Don’t need another.” He waved a hand. “Sit. Tell me why you come searching me out.”
I sat back down and laced my hands in my lap. My fingers were cold, despite the heat of the night. “When I came here, you spoke of something. You said, ‘When Sojourner comes.’ What did you mean by that?”
He let out air slowly, then glanced around to see if anyone was looking. Twilight had given way to darkness. The children were inside. Candles flickered through the open windows, and five cabins down an old man smoked a pipe on his porch.
“You ain’t never heard of Sojourner?”
“Once I did. Nesta, the cook up to the Great House told me when they took my baby away. She said when Sojourner gets here, white folks are going to learn the truth.”
“The Truth, girl.” He put an emphasis on truth so strong that I could hear the capital letter. “You was born into this life. I can tell from that fancy speech of yourn. Was your mama born into this life?”
I nodded. My family had come to the colony with the Master’s family. The old Missus said we had a good and strong heritage.
“And you been a house woman your whole life?”
Again, I nodded.
“They raised you like family till the young master decided that the people can’t be family.”
“This isn’t about me,” I said. “I want to know about Sojourner.”
“Girl, what I’m saying is you’d know if you was raised in the fields.” He leaned back in his chair. The chair creaked. The muscles rippled through his dark skin. “When I was a boy, they’d sing a song when the overseer was gone. They’d sing about the promised land and how the savior would come to the land and take us all to a better place. You ain’t never heard them stories?”
I shook my head. My mama was happy that the old Missus took me into the schoolroom. When Mama put me down at night, she would say, “You almost white, honey. Someday, you go free and you will live without no whip and no dogs.”
“You do remember when that boy up to Virginia led a bunch of the people and killed the white folks?”
I didn’t remember it because it happened the year of my birth. I had heard of it, though. Master Tom would talk to the overseer about it. The way they had to keep us separate so that we would never think of a rebellion. “I know of it,” I said.
Sam stared straight ahead. Nothing moved in the darkness. “I was ten. The overseers came down and locked us all in our cabins. They took the men away and the women were left alone with the children for days. They was afraid the rebellion would spread down here and all the white folks would die. Anyone caught singing about the promised land got whipped. And anyone who talked about a savior got beat within an inch of his life.”
“I don’t remember that,” I said, and felt inadequate because of it. I was glad the darkness hid my face. My mama talked about the bad times, but I never associated it with the rebellion. It hadn’t mattered to me. It had happened before I was born.
“That didn’t stop the stories. They just got whispered in bits and pieces, back and forth. We spected things to get worse. And we spected our savior to come. But no one ever did.” Lights came on in the kitchen in the back of the house. I strained to hear the baby’s cry, but the yard was quiet.
“Then a few years ago, a runaway come through the barn. He was torn and bloodied and tired, but he told a story, Lord, we wanted to hear. He said Sojourner came to his plantation and taught white folks Truth. And all the people went free.”
I sat up straighter. “What happened?”
“He was too addled to tell us. We passed him along, and another came, just as bloodied, saying the same thing. Only he said Sojourner led them into battle, like the white folks’ Bible talked about, and all the people went free.”
“How come we haven’t heard about it?”
Sam shook his head. “These battles are quiet ones. Ain’t nobody getting caught, and ain’t nobody gonna tell.”
“Sounds like tales to me,” I said. I stood up and brushed off my skirt. “White folks won’t let niggers free, not without a fight. And if niggers put up a fight, then white folks kill them, and kill other niggers until the fight has gone out of us.”
Sam was silent for a long moment. I thought, with my simple argument, I had knocked a hole in his belief, and I felt oddly disappointed. The story of Sojourner had an appeal to it that I wanted to feel. I didn’t want to destroy his belief so easily.
“You call the people ‘niggers,’” he said. “Just like the white folk. We all know we different. But we ain’t niggers or pickaninnies or any of them pet terms they use. We’s people just like they is. And we shouldn’t make ourselves sound any other way.”
He got up and walked around me. The steps sagged under his weight. He went into his cabin without saying good night.
My cheeks were hot. I hadn’t meant to offend him, by insulting his beliefs or by using a word that I had heard since I was a child. I stood on his porch for a long time, thinking about the difference a word made. I had never thought of myself as a person. To me, people were always white.
The light in the kitchen grew, and a bad feeling ran through me. I lifted my skirt and crossed the now-empty yard. I was too awake to sleep, but something called me indoors.
I mounted the back porch steps and let myself in the back door. A hand slapped me across the mouth, and I stumbled backwards, holding up my arm to protect myself. Missus Wilderson stood there, her long hair flowing down her back, her nightgown askew. “You were brought here to feed my baby, not to go whoring.”
I wiped my palm against my mouth, felt if come away bloody. “I wasn’t—”
“Sam is a big man and probably just what you girls want, but I won’t have my baby’s milk tainted, you hear me? You stay in the house at night. You stay here where the baby can have you if he needs you.”
I nodded, knowing that she would never listen to my denials. She turned, grabbed her lamp, and walked back through the darkened hallway, looking like Lady Macbeth from the Shakespeare stories the old Missus used to scare us with.
Darcy stepped out of the corner where she had been standing. She dipped a rag in the water basin and wiped my mouth. “She knows you wasn’t doing nothing with Sam ‘cept talking. She watched almost from the start. She just don’t like him none. She’d have sold him long ago, but the Master says he’s a good one in the fields, and won’t let him go.”
My lower lip hurt. I could feel it swelling. “Why did she hit me?”
“She’s got a sense about her. When you showed up at the door, she said the final time was here, and there wasn’t nothing she could do.”
“Final time?”
“Lord, honey, white folks is as superstitious as we are. They got their strange beliefs too. I think all the white folks know they’re sitting on a powder keg, and they just waiting for it to explode underneath them.”
I took the cloth from Darcy’s hand and wiped my own mouth. I had never thought of rebellion before. No one talked about it at home, at least no one had talked about it with me. If Sojourner had come there, would they have killed me with the white folks? Because I had lessons and could read and talk like a white person, did that mean my skin had lightened? It didn’t stop Master Tom from beating me senseless and planting a baby in me. Or did he only do that to some women? Those who could pass for his own kind?
“They’ll kill us,” I said.
“Ah, honey.” Darcy brushed a strand of hair from my forehead. “At least we’ll die free.”
***
I didn’t leave the house for weeks. Little Charles grew heavier and more demanding. Missus Wilderson ignored me. Darcy made sure I was fed and had someone to talk with, and Sam waved whenever he saw me on the porch. I didn’t wave back.
The humid spring turned into a hot summer. The aches left my body and Charles crawled into my heart. Sometimes, as I put him down to sleep, I called him mine. And in so many ways he was. He reached for me and cooed when he saw me. When he had angry fits, only I could stop them. He tolerated his mother, cried at his father, but loved me.
I found no solace in that.
Mid-July I was sitting in the porch swing, rocking Charles and humming him a lullaby. He didn’t want to sleep. He reached for the butterfly circling around us, played with the buttons on my dress. His eyes would droop and then open again, as if he didn’t want to miss anything. I told him now was the time for sleeping. When he grew up, sleeping would be something he would have no time for at all.
A noise stirred Charles out of his playfulness. He turned his head toward the road, and so did I. A horse’s hooves pounded against the dirt. An angry or panicked horse, one that had ridden at top speed all day. Darcy came onto the porch followed by the Master and Missus. Sam appeared from around back, and even though the Missus tried to send him away, he stayed.
The rider came around from under the canopy of trees. He leaned over his horse, mud-splattered and exhausted. His hair, plastered to the side of his head, was straight, and his skin under the dirt was white. His clothes had once been nice, but they were torn and showed signs of wear.
“Get them out of here,” he said, waving a hand at Sam, Darcy, and me.
“How can we help you?” the Missus’ tone was cold. She didn’t take orders from anyone, especially from someone she didn’t know.
“I came to warn you,” he said. “But I won’t do it with them here.”
The Master nodded at Sam, Darcy, and me, but we didn’t move. “Come inside,” he said. “We’ll find you something to drink and maybe a bite to eat. Give Sam your horse, and he’ll take care of it.”
The man clutched the reins tighter. “Just show me where,” he said, “and I’ll rub down the horse myself.”
“Sam,” the Master said, then caught the look on the man’s face. Pure fear. I recognized it because I had seen it on so many dark faces all my life. “Never mind. I’ll take him to the stables. I don’t want you people here when I get back.”
Charles was wide awake now, and leaning forward. The excitement entranced him. The Missus took him from me. “He’s not going to sleep now,” she said. But for the first time, her words held no blame. The situation had her as spooked as it had the rest of us.
Darcy took my arm and led me down the stairs. We followed Sam into the back. The Master and the stranger were on their way to the stable, the horse limping behind them.
“Something had happened,” Darcy said.
“He’s scared of us,” I said.
“They all scared of us.” Sam reached in his pocket, took out a handkerchief, and rubbed the sweat off his face. “That’s why they treat us the way they do.”
“He’s scared worse,” Darcy said. “You seen him.”
“Yeah.” Sam tucked the handkerchief in his pocket. “That’s why I want to hear what he says. He ain’t going to tell it all to the Missus. He saying something right now.”
The groom came out of the stable, along with two stableboys, looking as confused as we felt. Sam signaled us to stay where we were, and he hurried along the path, then went around behind the stable. Darcy shook her head.
“Boy gonna get himself a whipping if he not careful,” she said.
I stood as quietly as I could. I didn’t like the feeling that surrounded me. The stranger’s presence had added a tension to the place, a tension that made all the other tensions visible.
The groom went to his cabin, and the stableboys sat outside, staring at the stable as if they could learn the secrets. Darcy said no more to me. After a few minutes, she touched my elbow. The Missus had come onto the back porch and was staring at the stable. She no longer held Charles. A slight frown creased her face. She too knew she wasn’t going to get the whole story.
And if she stood there long enough, she would see Sam.
I wiped my damp palms on my skirt and headed up the stairs. “Did you get Charles to sleep, ma’am?”
She looked at me as if I were intruding. “He’s down. I don’t think he’s sleeping though.”
“Long as he’s quiet,” I said. “I think it’ll be a minute before the men come back. Let me help you get out some lemonade, in case they want something cold.”
Her glance was measuring. I brought my head down. My heart pounded. It seemed important to me that she didn’t see Sam.
“I’ll be gone before they get back. I promise.”
She sighed then, and lifted her skirts. I followed her into the big cool kitchen. Her cousin had sent a shipment of lemons from Florida the week before, and although much of the fruit was bruised, some of it was good enough to use. We had had all of the lemonade that morning, and so I stood side by side with Missus Wilderson, squeezing lemons and listening for any sign of the men.
We had filled two pitchers by the time we heard footsteps on the stairs. I grabbed a towel and wiped off my hands, then disappeared out the front way, as the men came in the back.
“—didn’t see me leave,” the stranger was saying. “That’s how they’re getting away with this. No one is left.”
I couldn’t hear the Master’s response. I went out the front door and circled around the house to find Sam and Darcy standing in the yard.
“There you are,” Sam said. “Come to my cabin. We’re far enough away there.”
I glanced up to see if the Missus was watching, but she was nowhere in sight. Darcy and I followed Sam down the path to the one-room shack he called home.
The inside was neat and well kept. The straw mattress had a wooden frame beneath it, and the wooden furniture lining the walls was strong and well made. Not hand-me-downs issued by the family. Sam had made his own home.
I took a cane-backed chair in the corner, and Darcy sat beside me. Sam sat on the edge of the bed, where he could see through the windows and keep an eye on the door.
“It’s happening,” he said to Darcy. “Right now.”
“That’s just talk,” she said.
“Not no more. He’s been riding up from the south, warning every Great House he sees. He ain’t gonna stop until he hits every plantation between here and the capital.”
“What happened?” I asked.
“He said the people were talking among themselves for days, then this stranger shows up, and suddenly the people don’t take orders no more. Then, in the middle of the night, they come into the house just like they did in Virginia all them years ago, with pitchforks and knives and butcher the family. He’d been staying with one of the daughters—snuck in so’s nobody would see, and he got out before the mess got too bad. He grabbed a horse and started to ride, to warn white folks it was coming.”
“Now they’ve probably lynched all the people who done the killing,” Darcy said, “and the rest of us will get punished.”
“Maybe,” Sam said. “Or maybe he’s just the first wave in a battle we ain’t begun to fight.”
“Or maybe he’s crazy,” I said, “and none of this is true.”
“Don’t think so,” Sam said. “He looks like a man who knows.”
We were quiet after that. The small cabin grew oppressive. I went out onto the stairs and heard Charles wailing. He was hungry. The Missus came on the back porch, looking for me. When she saw where I was standing, her mouth set in a thin line.
“I guess you can come back in now,” she said. “Charles needs you.”
I nodded and crossed the yard. Missus Wilderson went back inside. As I climbed the stairs and stood on the porch, I heard voices coming from the kitchen.
“It doesn’t make any sense,” the Master said. “We give them a good home.”
“A good home isn’t all they want.”
I pushed open the door. Missus Wilderson stood near it, biting her nails. Charles was in a basket on the table, face red and streaked with tears. I went to him and picked him up, not happy that she had let him cry without comforting him.
“I’ll take him outside,” I said.
She shook her head. “They’re almost done. I don’t want Charles outside.”
I sighed and sat in a kitchen chair. I unbuttoned my blouse and put Charles to my chest. He clasped with his mouth and both hands. He hadn’t been hungry, he had been starving.
Missus Wilderson watched for a minute, then went into the other room. Her look had left me cold. I had seen her use it with me before. Almost a jealousy, and half an envy, as if she wanted Charles at her breast instead of mine. But it was a sign of good breeding and wealth when a woman didn’t have to feed her own children. Besides it would destroy her figure and give her marks.
I didn’t mind the marks. I just wished they had come from my own child instead.
“I take good care of the people who work for me,” the Master said. They must have been in the dining room. Only in the kitchen could we hear the dining room so well.
“They don’t work for you,” the stranger said. “You own them. I think that’s what they object to.”
“And I feed them, and house them, and clothe them. They’re little more than savages. Only a few can be trained to do anything beyond the most menial task. I take care of them and they’re grateful to me.”
I brushed the thin hair on little Charles’ scalp. Feeding his baby was a menial task? I could read and write and it was against the law for me to have those skills. I could speak better than Missus Wilderson and I was still owned by someone. I was as smart as they were, and still all of my children had been taken away from me. Maybe Sam was right. Maybe I had let their thinking invade my own.
“Grateful,” I whispered to Charles. “We’re not grateful. We’re scared.”
He closed his eyes and continued sucking. I cradled him to me. I didn’t want a revolution in which all the white folks would die. I loved some of them. I loved the little ones, like Charles, before they had time to turn into someone like Master Tom back at the plantation I was born at.
“I thank you for the warning,” Master Wilderson said. “I will heed it as best I can.”
“Protect your family,” the stranger said. “Get rid of as many of those slaves as you can.”
The voices receded from the dining room. Soon I couldn’t hear them at all. I was tense, waiting for Missus Wilderson to come back. She didn’t. Charles fell asleep, letting my nipple slip out of his mouth. I held him and rocked him just a little, clutching him to me.
After a few minutes, I heard a horse on the lane. The stranger was gone.
I took Charles to his daybed in the front parlor. The Master and Missus were standing on the porch looking at the dust cloud in the lane.
“. . . give this kind of thing credence,” he was saying. “It might give them ideas.”
“But don’t we have to protect ourselves?” she asked.
“This family has been on this piece of land for over a hundred years. If slaves were going to rebel, they would have done it long ago, when things were much more isolated. I think he got caught in an unusual incident, and it has spooked him so badly that he is afraid of any nigger he sees.”
Missus Wilderson shrugged and moved away from her husband. She didn’t believe him, but she had no choice except to abide by what he wanted. We weren’t so different, she and I. She had a nice house and a legitimate place in society, but her husband still owned her. She couldn’t do what she wanted to do.
She couldn’t even nurse her child herself.
I made myself stop watching the interchange and took Charles to his bed. He didn’t wake up as I put him down. I covered him with a light sheet and kissed his forehead. He stirred, but his eyes remained closed.
“He’s a beautiful baby.” Missus Wilderson stood behind me. I made myself turn slowly, even though my heart was pounding a drumbeat against my chest. “Even though sometimes I think he’s more yours than mine. Do you love my child?”
We had never had a moment like this before. She wasn’t speaking to me out of anger or even fear. She was actually curious about how I felt. I was the one who felt the fear. I didn’t know what she wanted of me.
I decided to tell her the truth.
“They took my baby away from me the day he was born,” I said. “Once he left my body, I never got to see him or touch him again. Sometimes when I close my eyes, I pretend Charles is that baby. But he isn’t. He’s yours. He looks like you and he loves you and I could never ever do to another woman what’s been done to me.”
The words rushed out of me before I could stop them. She put a hand to her chest as if she were trying to guard her heart. “I never sold anyone’s babies,” she said. “I’m not like your owners.”
“I’m not blaming you. I just wanted to reassure you that I would never hurt or steal your child.”
She nodded, brushed her hair out of her face, and walked out of the room. I leaned against the daybed. My hands were shaking. I had never spoken that frankly with a white person before, not even with the old Missus.
I wondered if anything would change because of it.
***
The tensions remained after the stranger appeared. My Master and the Wildersons had a long conversation and other gentlemen from the area appeared to discuss the situation. From the bits and snatches I gathered, they decided to tighten security around their homes, to punish “uppity niggers,” and to make sure if more than three of us gathered it got broken up.
Missus Wilderson didn’t speak to me again, and I cared for Charles in almost complete silence. Sometimes I exchanged words with Darcy and sometimes I spoke to Sam, but mostly I kept to myself.
Early August brought with it hot nights and sweltering days. Just into the month, I carried a sheet to the back porch swing, hoping to catch a little midnight breeze. I lay across the wooden slats. Even though they were uncomfortable, they were better than the sweaty stickiness of my straw bed. Down by the cabins, I could hear restlessness and children crying as people moved about.
The moon was full, and cast a thin daylight across the path. The dogs started barking out near the road, then just as quickly stopped. The voices from the cabins stopped too. I sat up. It felt as if the entire yard was waiting.
People came out of their cabins and stood on the stairs as if they felt the same thing I did. In the Great House, no one got up except Darcy, who let herself out of the kitchen and stood by the door. She didn’t seem to see me.
We were all looking in the direction of the dogs. Then I heard a gasp. I looked toward the sound. Sam was standing in his door, facing the opposite direction from everyone else. I followed his gaze and gasped myself.
A woman stood at the edge of the path. She was tall and angular, her hair cropped short. “Let’s gather at the edge of the field,” she said.
Sam went and got the others. Darcy and I walked toward the nearest field following the woman. As we got closer, we realized that she was old. Her skin was leathery and tough and her hair had turned white. Neither of us had even seen her before.
She stood on a wooden box that Darcy brought over and watched as the people gathered around her. Mothers held their children close, and the men stood forward, eager for a fight.
“My name’s Sojourner,” she said, her voice just loud enough for all of us to hear. “And I come to give you a message. The white folks ain’t gonna give us freedom. It costs them too much. We got to take freedom. There’s more of us than there is of them. It’s time to make life ours not theirs.”
She looked at her hands for a moment, then faced us again. In the moonlight, her face looked as if it had absorbed the night. “I’m going from place to place telling people it’s time to be free. I want to see all my people stand on their own in my lifetime, and my lifetime is going away quick.”
“You telling us to fight?” Sam asked.
“I’m telling you to take control of your lives however you want to do it. And I want women to take control two places, with the white folks and with your men. We’re all equal in God’s eyes.”
Simple words. As I repeat them back, they have lost the magic they held that night. She spoke with the power of a vision, and we listened as though the words of God himself came from her lips. She stepped down off the platform, and people tried to stop her, but she wouldn’t talk. “I got too many places to stop,” she said.
And she walked away.
The others stayed behind and talked, but I followed her to the road. She walked with her back straight, her head up, even though her movements were slow and tired. So the stranger had been right. Someone was leading my people home. A woman, with a single message, seeking to overthrow an unjust system that had existed for generations.
Shouts and cries echoed behind me. I turned back to see people hacking at their own cabins and setting fire to the Great House. Through the smoke, I thought I saw the Missus’ face. Do you love my child? she asked.
He was the only baby I got, and now they were setting his house on fire because he was born in the wrong place to the wrong family. Wasn’t that as bad as what they had done to us all these years? Or did we follow their Bible: an eye for an eye, a whip scar for a whip scar, a murder for a murder, and a baby for a baby?
A giddiness took me. I ran toward the house. I wanted to be free like the rest of them. I wanted to have my own babies and my own life. I wanted a house with more than one room and Big Jim beside me for all the rest of my days. I wanted to live like free people lived, making my own choices.
But I didn’t want to do it at the expense of Charles and his mama.
Smoke was already inches thick as I burst through the front door. In the back, I heard glass smashing and people laughing. My eyes started to water. I charged up the stairs. Charles was crying, gasping wails that made my heart ache. I ran into his room and gathered him in my arms as the Missus came in.
“You’re stealing my baby.”
“I’m saving him.” I wrapped him in his blankets and hid his face against my arms. “You got to get out now. They’re going to kill you.”
“I can’t let you take my baby,” she said.
“Then come with me. Get out now.”
“Laurel?” The Master’s voice echoed from the other room. For a moment, he sounded like Master Tom, and I wanted to go in and use a knife, hacking him to death. Beneath my surface lurked a sea of hatred.
“It’s like the man said,” she shouted. “They’ve gone crazy.”
He came into the nursery, with a shotgun leveled at me. “Put the baby down,” he said.
“You’re not going to shoot me while I’m holding Charles,” I said. “And you need me. I’m the only one who can get him away from here. You have to convince the people downstairs that you never meant them any harm. And I don’t think you can do it.”
He didn’t move the gun, but I knew he wouldn’t shoot. I turned and ran from the house, Charles pressed against me. The smoke had grown so thick that my breath caught in my lungs. Charles was gasping against me. The fire was eating the entire first floor. We ran past its heat and into the cooler night. I drank the fresh air like cold water. Charles coughed and spit up on me.
Sam was off to one side, leading them all on, and Darcy leaned against a tree, tears glinting off her cheeks. I ran down the road with half a dozen people I had never seen, not caring where I was going, careful to keep Charles’ face hidden.
We ran for what seemed like miles until we found an abandoned barn. I crawled inside, followed by a few others. Charles was crying softly, in fear, and I bared my breast for him. He took the milk, but his eyes remained open. He knew something was wrong.
Outside, we could hear the sounds of destruction. A woman I had never seen before made a place beside me in the straw. “She never said kill ’em,” the woman said. “She just said to take what’s ours. We could have slipped away in the night and nobody would have known.”
I didn’t say anything. I watched Charles eat, and then I soothed him until he slept. The woman beside me slept and I watched the light change through the crack under the door.
I hadn’t been thinking when I took Charles. I needed to go home, to Big Jim. When we took our freedom, we would search for our own children, our own past. But I knew, from the sounds all around me, that people had already scattered all over the countryside, and Big Jim was probably running, just like me.
We had said our goodbyes, just like we had done with our children. And even though I wasn’t ever going to stop looking for them, I doubted I would ever find them.
My arms were growing tired from holding Charles. I wrapped him in his blanket and put him in a nest of straw. Then I went to the door and peeked out. Smoke rose over the trees like a threatening cloud.
When she gets here, all them white folks are going to learn the Truth.
What truth? I wondered. That we hated them for holding us in place? That we hated the way they ripped up our lives and treated us like cattle? That we were human too? That was truth? That was something white folks had never been able to see? It seemed so simple. They had to have been blind to miss it.
Cries and yells echoed around me, and my body ached to join them. Smash a wall with an axe, destroy a man for taking a child. An eye for an eye.
A baby for a baby.
I looked back at Charles, sleeping peacefully. Within my reach, I had the best revenge of all.
***
I didn’t take it. At least, not in the obvious way.
After the fires, we followed the old Underground Railroad line and eventually ended up west, where the land goes on for miles and people are as scarce as coyotes. The trip wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t as rough as it could’ve been either. Charles and I survived.
Which was more than Big Jim did. I went back to my old home the morning after Sojourner appeared, and found his grave outside the house where I had been born. They’d buried him two weeks after I’d left. Master Tom had killed him for some infraction no one remembered. The Great House was torched, and the Master’s family dead, just like the Wildersons, who had been too stupid to listen to me. I left with Sam and Darcy and the rest from the Wilderson house, and they were the ones who got me and Charles safe.
Now we live in a house with five rooms in a community made up of our people. I wasn’t the only one who grabbed a white child, and by an unspoken pact, we never told them a word about their origins. Charles believes I’m his real mama and Sam his real papa. And he thinks that skin color changes like eye color. Some babies are born dark and others born light. I’m not going to tell him otherwise. I don’t ever want him to see me as anything less than I am, nor do I want our roles to get reversed, and for him to become the slave to my master.
We never learned what happened to Sojourner. We just know that most of the eastern and southern sides of the country disappeared in flames. All people may be equal in God’s eyes, but every once in a while only wrath will make us equal on earth.
And I still dream about that moment in the barn, when I looked at Charles and saw only his white skin. Not his baby fat, not his beloved blue eyes, not the little hands that trusted me. Only a white boy who would grow into a white man, and white men had hurt me and left me to die. When I took him in my arms, the anger filled me—
And then I remembered why I ran into that house for him. Why I had risked a freedom I had always desired for one baby boy.
I had lied to Missus Wilderson.
He was a substitute, yes, for the children I would never ever see.
But that never stopped me from loving him.
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The Arrival of Truth
Copyright © 2016 by Kristine Kathryn Rusch
First published in Alternate Warriors, edited by Mike Resnick, TOR Books, September 1993
Published by WMG Publishing
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We are freezing here in Texas. I’ve thrown caution to the wind and made myself a second cup of tea. We started with Hot Apple Spice from Harney’s and now I have Christmas tea from Fortnum brewing.
Questions from readers have been piling up, so here is an interesting one.
What is a workshop burn?
A workshop burn occurs when writers overedit. One time I watched a documentary on beauty pageants and a hair stylist shared that hair looks best when it’s a little dirty, which is why we put product in it. Good writing is like that, a little dirty in a sense that it’s slightly rough and imperfect. There is texture to it.
In a workshop environment, you have a single manuscript being edited by a lot of people, and everyone is actively looking for imperfections. Even worse, everyone is also simultaneously attempting to perfect their own writing, and most writers concentrate on a single issue at a time. Meaning that if Bob became convinced that he is using the word “said” too much, he is going to scrutinize every occurrence of said in your manuscript.
The apartment below mine had the only balcony of the house. I saw a girl standing on it, completely submerged in the pool of autumn twilight. She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together. The way the profile of her face and body refracted in the soupy twilight made me feel a little drunk.
~ J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Knew
A gorgeous paragraph.
The writer sees the girl and forgets to breathe. It is a moment of profound loneliness and longing. You know that even if they never meet again, the writer will remember the girl for the rest of his life.
In a workshop environment, inevitably someone would want to fix “She wasn’t doing a thing” to “she wasn’t doing anything.” Then someone else will point out that it is too passive and it needs to be rewritten in an active voice, so it will become “doing nothing”: or “She did nothing,” and then someone else will point out that the girl has no description. Pretty soon you have “The girl leaned on the balcony rail, doing nothing, the curtain of her dark hair spilling over her shoulders” and the magic is gone.
Here is what Chat GPT did with it:
The apartment below mine was the only one with a balcony. I watched a girl standing on it, enveloped by the rich haze of autumn twilight. She wasn’t doing anything that I could discern, just leaning against the railing, as if she were holding the universe in place. The way the soft contours of her face and body merged with the hazy light left me feeling a bit unsteady, as though the world itself had shifted.
Ehhhh, no.
Does this mean you should ignore the workshop feedback?
It’s a complicated question. The stock answer is to use the suggestions that you feel make your writing better, but when you are starting out, it’s often hard to figure out what is “better.”
If you are in doubt, it helps to ask when the edits were made. Did the reader read the whole piece of writing first and then offered corrections because they are supposed to or was the need to correct strong enough to stop the reader? Only the second type of correction really matters. Did they stumble over something? Was the issue severe enough to interrupt the act of reading? If it was, it might be something to consider. But then again, we have Bob, who will highlight every “said” in the manuscript as he is going through it out of principle.
::raises her cup of tea:: Here is to Bob! Good luck with your writing this week.
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Dis mah tunnel, do note trezpaz.
Jus chillin.
I see nothings, I hear nothings.
Y’all are weird. You know that right?
A LIFE IS NOT IMPORTANT EXCEPT IN THE IMPACT IT HAS ON OTHER LIVES – Jackie Robinson’s epitaph
I did an interview last week with Jason Waltz for his ’24 in 42′ podcast (Yeah, I know: You just can’t wait to hear that one…).
One of the questions was about my favorite quote/lyric/poem/motivational thought. Some of you who know me probably figure it’s a Bible verse. And there are a couple that are right up there.
But it’s the epitaph on Jackie Robinson’s gravestone, which leads off this post.
My buddy Howard Andrew Jones has passed away from brain cancer. You’re going to see a LOT of people singing his praises in the coming weeks. All of it deserved. If I can stop crying long enough, my Monday morning post will be on Howard.
But you’re gonna see a common thread in the talk about Howard. The impact he had on other people’s lives. Especially in encouraging and helping writers – mostly in the sword and sorcery field.
Measured by impact, Howard’s may well be the most important life in the past three-plus decades in the genre. He was relentless in being kind, helpful, encouraging, engaging – just fucking NICE – in an era when nice isn’t all that common anymore.
My favorite memories of Howard are our phone talks about hardboiled private eye fiction: not what you’d guess of one of the brightest lights in the sword and sorcery genre.
But as you read the posts about Howard here on FB, just keep noting how many people thank him for helping them. For impacting their lives and careers.
Howard totally lived that quote on Robinson’s headstone. More than most of us do. A good man who lived an important life.
The world’s light is a little less bright this wintry day. A star has gone out.
That was my response to seeing John O’Neill’s post on Friday, announcing that Howard had lost his battle with brain cancer. Facebook has been full of fond memories and sorrows from his many friends.
There are two people I’ve gotten to know somewhat through my writing/blogging, who were liked by everyone who knew them. No one had a bad word for mystery writer Bill Crider, or for Howard. He did not suffer bullshit well, but if you knew him, you were his friend. And you felt fortunate to be one.
I only met him once, at a Windy City Pulp Fest, but we talked on the phone, emailed, and FB messaged. I always enjoyed talking to him. We often compared the aches and pains of trying to remain physically active as we grew older. And suddenly, he won’t grow any older. Life can suck.
Regarding his work, my favorites are his Dabir and Asim Arabian stories. The two novels are epic Arabian fantasies – ‘swords and sandals’. But the short stories are really mysteries in an Arabian fantasy setting, and I love that! If you don’t at least have Waters of Eternity in digital, you totally should.
I liked his Pathfinder novels. The Ring-Sworn trilogy was good, but not one of my favorites.
I had not yet started his most recent trilogy, The Chronicles of Hanuvar, though I had read a couple short stories, which he incorporated into the first novel, ala Raymond Chandler (Howard was a hardboiled PI Pulp expert). I sat down Friday night, and I spent a chunk of my weekend working through Lord of A Shattered Land.
This is Howard’s best work. He had moved to another level. I assume books two and three will only drive that home. He had signed a five-book deal with Baen. They liked it so much, they added two more books to his contract.
Howard was a year younger than me, and he had a lot of great writing years ahead of him. He was taken far too soon – I feel the same about Carl Wilson of the Beach Boys.
As I said in my FB post, Howard was nice. He was a genuinely good guy. He was fun to talk to, and he really was committed to helping people in the field. If you saw his FB updates on the chicks (he operated a farm) in winter, you got a sense of what a neat guy he was.
I got to visit him once after the news of his illness came out. That’s the pic above, with three of us Black Gaters together. He was still the gentle, soft-spoken soul I knew.
I hope the plaudits and the accolades keep coming. And I hope there’s something in his memory at 2025 Windy City.
Howard will be missed by many, for many years to come. The following is from his first Hanuvar novel, and it’s become the Howard quote for many of us, with his passing:
“Why are you crying? Warrior’s don’t cry.”
“They do when a hero dies.”
We lost a hero. I’m one of many who will miss you greatly, friend.
And if you’re looking for some modern fantasy to read, you really ought to grab that first book and check out one of the finest sword and sorcery writers of this century:
The Chronicles of HanuvarLord of a Shattered Land
The City of Marble and Blood
Shadow of the Smoking Mountain
Bob Byrne’s ‘A (Black) Gat in the Hand’ made its Black Gate debut in 2018 and has returned every summer since.
His ‘The Public Life of Sherlock Holmes’ column ran every Monday morning at Black Gate from March, 2014 through March, 2017. And he irregularly posts on Rex Stout’s gargantuan detective in ‘Nero Wolfe’s Brownstone.’ He is a member of the Praed Street Irregulars, founded www.SolarPons.com (the only website dedicated to the ‘Sherlock Holmes of Praed Street’).
He organized Black Gate’s award-nominated ‘Discovering Robert E. Howard’ series, as well as the award-winning ‘Hither Came Conan’ series. Which is now part of THE Definitive guide to Conan. He also organized 2023’s ‘Talking Tolkien.’
He has contributed stories to The MX Book of New Sherlock Holmes Stories — Parts III, IV, V, VI, XXI, and XXXIII.
He has written introductions for Steeger Books, and appeared in several magazines, including Black Mask, Sherlock Holmes Mystery Magazine, The Strand Magazine, and Sherlock Magazine.
David Lynch is gone; he died Wednesday at the age of seventy-eight, bringing one of the strangest careers in American film to an end and leaving the rest of us to try to reach a conclusion as to what it all meant.
He never made a western. He never made a romcom or a workplace comedy. He never made a “prestige” period picture. He never made a buddy movie or an action movie or a heist movie or a (straightforward) crime movie. Not for him was getting hold of a franchise and riding it until it died of thirst in the desert; he wasn’t interested in making Mission Impossible 6 and 7/8. The only things he made were David Lynch movies (as the producers of Dune found to their dismay), and those were about as far out of the mainstream of American cinematic entertainment as it is possible to get and still be permitted within the city limits of Hollywood.
I resist calling him an “experimental filmmaker” — though there is a grain of truth in the description (in the effect of his work more than in its intent) — because I don’t think he was experimenting at all; I think he had a cement-solid vision of what film was and what it could do, and he knew precisely what he was up to every single minute.
For much of the past fifty years, people have spent countless hours burning up mental calories trying to “figure out” Eraserhead, Mulholland Drive, Fire Walk with Me, and Lost Highway, which seems to me to be a waste of time (though there are worse things to do with your idle hours). David Lynch’s films aren’t Sudokus, nor are they housing tract prospectuses or blueprints for can openers or toaster ovens; they’re dreams, and if his career illustrates anything, it’s how literal and flatfooted the vast majority of films are, and how very few filmmakers utilize to any degree the extraordinary power of the medium to dissolve and reconfigure the walls of reality. (In this a goof like Ed Wood beats most of today’s A-List directors, though Wood’s surrealism was the result of ineptness rather than art.)
Lynch’s most puzzling visions stubbornly resist dissection or definitive explanation, but most of the difficulty results from seeing them as puzzles in the first place. Instead, they’re spiritual weather reports; David Lynch was a meteorologist of the soul, and though he was American to the core, his movies have more in common with European films like Alain Resnais’ Last Year at Marienbad or Ingemar Bergman’s Persona or Hour of the Wolf than they do with the more commercial work of his American contemporaries.
The first Lynch film I saw was The Elephant Man (1980), which was (along with 1999’s The Straight Story) as “normal” a movie as he ever made. Even then, though, I knew that this was about as far from being a conventional, heartwarming, “disease-of-the-week” weepie as you could get. The difference becomes clear when you compare the film to the box-office winners of 1980 and imagine how the directors of The Empire Strikes Back, Private Benjamin, 9 to 5, or Coal Miner’s Daughter would have handled the story of John Merrick.
Not everyone responded positively to Lynch’s oblique, uncompromisingly interior approach, especially at first. It royally ticked off Roger Ebert, for instance, who was presumably upset that The Elephant Man wasn’t the sort of thing Sydney Pollack would have given us. Ebert also hated Wild at Heart (1990), Lynch’s off-kilter, violent, Wizard of Oz-inflected love story, though how the man who wrote Beyond the Valley of the Dolls could disdain “sophomoric humor” or criticize anyone for indulging in the “cop-out” of “pop satire” is beyond me.
As time went by, though, Lynch gathered more and more approval, but many critics praised him because of the attack they believed he was mounting on the values of what used to be called “Middle America.” What else could a movie like Blue Velvet be but a savage repudiation, an unqualified exposure of the wormy rot underneath the shiny linoleum?
However, in seeing Lynch as an unqualified celebrator of subversion, these critics were missing half the boat. Lynch didn’t believe that the “real truth” of the world was a hidden corruption that was bound to come out sooner or later and overwhelm everything, or that the scrubbed, brightly-polished surface of “normality” was nothing but a lie or a hypocritical sham.
He believed in the reality and power of both the decency and the corruption. You cannot accuse David Lynch of cynicism (Ebert’s mistake), but he was certainly as Manichean as they come, seeing as he did a world poised on the razor’s-edge between darkness and light, with each constantly trying to encroach on the other’s domain. It’s his acknowledgement of both aspects of life and his rapt love of their battle, and his belief that the balance between them is subject to the merest breath, that make him such a complex — and divisive — artist.
Certainly, a man who could make both Blue Velvet, in which the placid surfaces of ordinary life conceal a subterranean hell of twisted desire and violence, and The Straight Story, where the only perversion is the decision to ride a lawn mower across the state to visit an estranged brother, is a one-of-a-kind visionary. Those two films may be Lynch’s most emblematic ones, and they are not opposites, as may appear at first glance; they are fraternal twins, one light, one dark, but standing shoulder-to-shoulder and hand-in-hand. That they both issued from the same mind and are the products of the same sensibility may be the most disturbing thing of all — they are, in fact, both the work of an Eagle Scout.
He is irreplaceable. We have other great directors — Paul Thomas Anderson, David Fincher, Kathryn Bigelow, Martin Scorsese, Quentin Tarantino, to name just a few. But even the most adventuresome of them rarely do more than occasionally edge a toe into the territory that David Lynch spent his whole career traversing from corner to corner. He was fearlessly committed to going ever farther, digging ever deeper. He was like a legendary explorer, again and again plunging into trackless, unknown territory where anything might happen. Every film was a Lewis and Clark expedition into the wild unconscious, and the reports he brought back from those brave forays into the void revealed unbelievable terrors and awe-inspiring beauties.
Probably like many others, when I heard of Lynch’s death the first film I though of was Eraserhead. Back in the Pleistocene (the early 1980’s, that is), if you heard about an interesting movie and wanted to see it, you pretty much had only one recourse — your local video store, and so I rented a VHS cassette of Eraserhead from the Blockbuster down the street. Then, late one night, while my wife slept peacefully in our bedroom, I turned off the lights in my living room, put the movie in the player, and was instantly plunged into an eerie, repulsive, frightening, baffling, disorienting world that was also undeniably comic and even, at times, darkly beautiful. I was clearly watching something that was not made for me — or against me, for that matter. It wasn’t made with reference to me at all, or to anyone or anything else in the world. It was wholly itself, and came to me like an artifact from another universe.
No movie has ever given me the creeps like Eraserhead did — or made me think like it did. When it was over, I sat alone in the darkness and wondered what the hell had just happened.
Old movie posters often used to be emblazoned with a cheesy boast — “Like Nothing You’ve Ever Seen Before!!” The silly slogan came true in Eraserhead; it came true again and again in everything that the enormously gifted, magnificently weird, profoundly divided David Lynch gave us. I’m sorry that he is gone, but I’m so grateful that he was here. There was only one of him, and considering the disquieting nature of his unique vision, I’m glad for that, too. I can only take so many nights like the one when I watched Eraserhead.
Thomas Parker is a native Southern Californian and a lifelong science fiction, fantasy, and mystery fan. When not corrupting the next generation as a fourth grade teacher, he collects Roger Corman movies, Silver Age comic books, Ace doubles, and despairing looks from his wife. His last article for us was A Singular Success: Fat City
Idle Thoughts On Joe Biden, Kamala Harris, Donald Trump, And The Future
The iron rule of politics is that if there are real problems in society and responsible parties don’t deal with them, the irresponsible parties will jump on them.
-Daniel Schwammenthal
It is a sad irony of history that the greatest President of the United States of America, Abraham Lincoln, was succeeded by a President who was arguably the worst. Neither Jefferson Davis nor Robert E Lee managed to do quite so much damage to the United States as Andrew Johnston, a man who came close to undoing the verdict of the American Civil War and managed to do enough to ensure that the racial question continues to plague America to this day. It was a serious mistake. Lincoln knew there was a very real risk of assassination, and if that happened his vice president would assume the presidency and make his own mark on history. If Lincoln had survived, Johnson would have remained a non-entity. But history did not work out that way.
President Roosevelt came very close to repeating that mistake, with far less cause. FDR was nearing the end of his life as he campaigned for his fourth term in office, and he should have known it. He was already showing signs of losing his touch, from working with Stalin and giving him far too much for nothing to alienating his allies, and the odds of him surviving long enough to leave office were extremely low. Fortunately for the United States, FDR was smart enough to choose Harry Truman as VP, and Truman rapidly proved himself a decent president. Imagine if Henry Wallace had remained VP! He was even more trusting and gullible, where Stalin was concerned, and if he had assumed office it is quite likely America would have betrayed their European allies to the Soviet Union.
In ideal times, the VP is little more than a placeholder, a president-in-waiting who will assume office in the event of something happening to the president. His formal roles are very limited and historically vice presidents struggle to carve out a name for themselves. They tend to be chosen for political reasons rather than actual competence. Biden, Pence, and Cheney were picked, I suspect, because they brought something to the ticket, rather than being envisaged as future presidents themselves. The vice presidency is not a guaranteed ticket to the Oval Office unless the president resigns or dies in office.
With that in mind, why did Joe Biden choose Kamala Harris as his vice president?
It is a question that has puzzled me ever since Biden won the Democratic nomination in 2020. Was she qualified? Possibly, but there were others more so. Did she have a power base that could be convinced to support Joe Biden? No, her supporters would likely have voted blue no matter who. Was she someone who could be relied upon to work closely with Joe Biden and support his presidency? Probably not, she had attacked Biden heavily during the early debates and could not be trusted to support him. Was she someone who could serve an apprenticeship under Biden, and then assume the presidency in her own right? No, she lacked popularity and an independent support base. Was she a DEI hire? Perhaps, but once again there were others who were more qualified.
Why Kamala Harris? Why not someone who enjoyed more support within the Democratic Party and/or could appeal to swing voters? Why her?
I have a theory, and it is not flattering to Joe Biden.
It was generally asserted, in 2020, that Joe Biden would be a one term president. He would boot the despicable Donald Trump from office, then refuse to seek the nomination for a second term, opening the field to newer and better candidates. His prospective successors would have plenty of time to get their names in front of the public, line up support from donors, and eventually one would emerge with the legitimacy needed to carry the party into the 2024 general election. But was this actually true?
I don’t believe that Joe Biden had any intention of becoming a one term president. Biden has spent much of his career in pursuit of the presidency. He certainly had reason to feel that he had been pushed aside in 2008 and again in 2016, the latter tainted by the fact Hillary Clinton lost to the detested Donald Trump. Whatever agreement was made in smoke-filled back rooms, if indeed there was an agreement, Biden had no intention of honouring it. If winning the presidency is the height of a politician’s career, being re-elected to office is confirmation that you enjoy popularity far beyond your party loyalists. Why would Biden want to give it up?
In that light, choosing Kamala Harris as VP makes perfect sense. She was incredibly unpopular outside California, and never earned a single vote outside her own state (until 2024): indeed, she actually quit the nomination process before the first votes were counted, although is quite likely she would have come in dead last. Having Kamala as VP would force the Democratic party to make a painful choice, if they needed to force Biden to step down. Kamala Harris would be his logical successor, yet she was so unpopular that the odds of her winning against a decent Republican candidate would be extremely low. If the Democrats accepted her as their nominee, she might destroy their hopes of keeping the White House; if they forced a primary, the ensuring civil war would tear the party apart, because they had refused to give a woman of colour the role she was technically entitled to have. Either way, the Democrats would be staring at disaster.
From a political point of view, this is an old and trusted trick. If your prospective successor is far worse, people will think twice before kicking you out of office. A politician as experienced as Joe Biden would know it, and use it. But from a practical point of view, this was utterly disastrous. The Democratic Party could not stop Biden saying he would run for election, nor could they prevent complete disaster when it became clear the entire country that all the fears for Biden’s health were, if anything, understated. A party that spent years insisting that Biden was mentally sound and that anyone who suggested otherwise was spreading fake news could not survive the truth coming out. It was very much the worst case scenario for the party. They put Kamala Harris into the hot seat because it was the best of a set of bad choices, and it cost them. And I think that Biden is currently enjoying their disarray. Who knows? If Biden had stayed in the race, he might have won. No one will ever be able to prove otherwise.
In the end, the problem with Joe Biden was that he put his political career ahead of the long-term good of the country. He won the presidency under circumstances that will (hopefully) never be repeated, circumstances that allowed him to hide his weaknesses and make it easier for him to manipulate the movers and shakers within the party. He did not choose someone who could be a rival for power, nor did he give her any roles that would have prepared her for the presidency. If he chose Kamala Harris because he wanted to safeguard himself, it was a serious mistake. In the end, it helped ensure that Donald Trump would return to the White House.
Does this make sense? What do you think?
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A while back, I was talking about the public perception of Donald Trump and his enemies, particularly the oddity that the more Trump is attacked legally (with varying degrees of legality) the more popular he becomes. And I came up with this metaphor to explain the situation.
Donald Trump is a selfish cruise ship passenger, who blithely ignores the NO SMOKING signs and lights up his cigars in his cabin. His enemies are the ship’s crew, who try to get water to put out the fire by chopping a hole in the bottom of the ship!
I think this explain something about Trump’s appeal. A man who smokes in a no smoking zone is a jerk, but a crew who actually sink their own ship in a desperate bid to put out the fire is dangerously insane. One might compare it to a farmer who eats up his seed corn, or an astronaut who uses his emergency oxygen supply to perform tricks in zero gravity. The risk is not just born by the farmer or the astronaut, but the people who depend on them. It takes a great deal of effort to make Donald Trump seem like the better candidate, but the Democratic Party succeeded. From the moment Donald Trump became the Republican candidate, his enemies have attacked him in a manner calculated to undermine the United States: they have accused Trump of being a fascist, a Russian agent, a criminal, and twisted the law into a pretzel in a bid to finally defeat the accursed Donald Trump. In doing so, they have severely insulted his voters and make themselves look like the worse choice.
I have said this before and I will say it again. The central paradox of Trumpism is that it has very little to do with Donald Trump. Trump would not have become the Republican candidate, let alone President, if there hadn’t been a mass of desperate, alienated, and largely unheard Americans who were just waiting and praying for a leader. Getting rid of Donald Trump would not get rid of his supporters, who would start looking for a new leader. Trump did not create the tensions dividing the United States. He merely took advantage of them.
The key to defeating Trump would be to acknowledge that his supporters have a point and take steps to reach out to them. This would require, however, both the Democratic and Republican parties to give up the one thing they won’t – power. Both parties have lost the ability to connect with their base, understand their aspirations, and indulge in practical politics and reasonable compromises to create a world that everyone can tolerate, even if they don’t get everything they want. Instead, they have resorted to delegitimizing Donald Trump and his supporters, which has served as proof that the parties are unable or unwilling to address the issues that matter most to their voters.
The core of the problem, however, is that managers have taken over both parties.
This probably requires some explanation. Most institutions consists of producers and managers. Producers are innovators, practical men of hard science who have a realistic view of the world combined with the imagination to think outside the box. Managers are organisers, people who try to keep the institution going and refuse to think outside the box, for fear it might be enough to destroy them. At an extreme – I’m talking about stereotypes and generalisations here – Tony Stark is a producer, Dilbert’s Pointy-Haired Boss is a manager.
The Pointy-Haired Boss looks incompetent to Dilbert, and by extension the readers, but he is actually very competent in his own field. He has an understanding of how the company bureaucracy actually functions, and how to manipulate the corporation to secure his own position. He may not understand that 2+2 = 4, but he does understand the importance of making himself look good even if his actions are actually detrimental to the corporation and/or his staff. At base, he puts appearance over reality: he will hire an employee who can make him look good, rather than someone who can do good work. This is partly why managers get caught up in insane fads and internal reporting that is worse than useless: it doesn’t matter to a producer if the staff is properly diverse or not, or if the TPS reports are in on time, but to a manager the appearance of failure is worse than actual failure (particularly if he can escape blame for the disaster.)
Producers and managers rarely get along, particularly if there is a personality conflict right from the start. Producers are focused on actually doing something, managers are focused on procedure and policies rather than practicality. Producers are forthright and plainspoken, good men if not always very nice men, while managers have a nasty tendency to dance around the subject and refuse to make their feelings explicit, for fear someone will hold them to account for it. At base, most managers are subconsciously afraid of producers. A man who can do something real is a man who has options most managers lack, which means he has to be kept under control. When they feel they have actual power, managers enjoy making producers jump through hoops. It isn’t a coincidence that vast numbers of managers gravitate to HR departments.
A small number of managers is often good for an institution. The greater the number of managers, however, the more problems they will cause in a desperate bid to justify their existence. A middle manager like Bill Lumbergh wastes time and resources on pointless diversions, while the company itself goes to the dogs. The more managers take power, the more they promote their fellow managers (choosing recruits for going to the right schools instead of having the right experience, for example, or picking people they know will support them) and the more they use their understanding of internal procedures to drive out producers from their company. At some point, an institution reaches a tipping point where there is a critical mass of managers who have completely lost touch with the reality of what they are trying to do and the company itself is no longer fit for purpose. If there is competition, the company collapses and its assets sold to more productive companies: if it has secured a dominant place in the market, it shambles on, producing worse and worse produce, until it finally collapses. I suspect that both Facebook and Microsoft are currently in this state.
This problem bedevils both the Republican and the Democratic party, and to a very large extent much of America. The most significant figures in both parties are old (Nancy Pelosi, for example, is 85; Mitch McConnell is 83; Donald Trump is 79; even Kamala Harris is 61) and perhaps the only major exception amongst the senior politicians is JD Vance (41). This has provided fertile breeding room for both managers and the bureaucracy they bring in their wake, but also a lack of understanding of what is truly important. The elites have lost touch with the people they represent, and put appearance over reality. They are no longer capable of imagining what life is like for people without their privilege, and in many cases put forward policies that are at best useless and at worst completely out of touch. This drives middle managers to do stupid things to prove their value, many of which are actively harmful and/or mind-boggling stupid.
Worse, they are incapable of recognising their supporters no longer have any trust or faith in them. The election proved, beyond a doubt, that supposedly solid Democratic voters were willing to give Donald Trump a chance – and while this seems absurd, it does make a certain degree of sense. The voters want sensible policies, not foolish and short-sighted policies designed to please college students rather than the people they affect. Berating these voters, mocking and censoring and treating them as de facto children, lacking agency of their own, is the act of a manager, not a producer. Denying them any say in who should be the Democratic candidate, after Joe Biden stepped down, was the icing on the cake, but insulting them was even worse.
A producer would actually listen to the voters, then actually adapt his tactics to give them what they wanted. This is inconceivable to managers. The idea that their power could be questioned is unthinkable, because if it were to be challenged it would force them to justify themselves. Why, they might be fired! This provokes a panicky response, which in turn fuels hatred and contempt amongst their employees. It also makes it harder for them to understand what is really going on. If no one is telling them the truth, how can they adapt? Indeed, one of the more persuasive explanations for Hillary Clinton’s failure to adjust her tactics in 2016 was that she thought she was winning, because no one was ready and willing to tell her the truth!
The sad truth is that vast numbers of Americans did not vote for Donald Trump, but against government managerialism. Against bureaucratic overreach, against distant government agencies that blight the lives of people they know nothing about, against corporate exploitation and mass migration and political correctness and many other problems that have blended together into a tidal wave of discontent and anger that is currently lapping against managerial castles of sand. They voted against people who put appearance ahead of reality, people who believed that declaring something to be true was enough to make it so, people who mindlessly attacked anyone who didn’t get with the program the moment it was announced. Donald Trump did not create this wave. The dispute over H-1B visas is a sign that the wave may wash against him too, if he fails to get ahead of it.
Put unkindly, managers have become a little like Colonel Jessup, loudly proclaiming “you want me on that wall. You need me on that wall. We use words like honour, code, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending something. You use them as a punchline.” And just like Colonel Jessup, they don’t realise that their actions have proven they cannot be trusted to be on that wall. They are incapable of taking decisive action, which means that problems tend to fester (like the grooming gangs in the UK) and when pushed into a position where they have to do something, they have a nasty habit of blaming the messenger instead.
The lesson of the election is that the Democratic Party needs some time to rebalance itself, to purge the ageing gentocrats and the crazies and work to get back in touch with the American people. It must put forward candidates who are not professional politicians, but people who have grown up in the real world and understand the importance of keeping politics practical, and compromising where necessary, people who are capable of remembering that politicians work for the people. It must stop gathering issues into a huge bundle where one bad apple can be used to taint the rest; it must isolate issues, and address them one by one, and it must always take into account the needs and feelings of those who are affected by changes in the law, or culture, or society. Most importantly of all, it must commit itself to rebuilding the social contract, to rebuild the legitimacy that so many Americans think the federal government has lost.
It must be capable of making hard decisions, including the hard decision to give up power and give up the pretence that they are the parents and they know better, while the rest of the population are the children who must obey. It is never easy for any parent to let the child fly free, to make their own mistakes, but failing to do so means a child that will never grow up (despite having an adult body) or a child driven to perpetual rebellion, to endless pointless defiance even if defiance is not in their best interests. Voting for Donald Trump should not have been an act of rebellion, but that was what it was. The Democratic Party must take heed.
And after two defeats to Donald Trump, perhaps the time is right for a change.
I wasn’t impressed by most pro/anti-Harris or pro/anti-Trump memes this time around (most were cringe or just plain silly) but this one points out the problem nicely:
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We’re off on another adventure filled to the brim with disappointment. 20 films I’ve never seen before, all free to stream, all dinosaur-based.
Oh God.
The Jurassic Dead (2017) TubiJust how bad is the CG? Rubbish.
Sexy scientist? Nope.
Mumbo jumbo? Reanimation, dinosaurs, zombies, asteroids.
Just in case you thought I might try to start the year on a high note, might I present this tripe. The premise is simple: a Herbert West type (complete with glowing green reanimating fluid and dead cat) loses his job and decides to destroy the world. Somehow he has a T-Rex, which he zombifies, and then he turns into Immortan Joe and sets off an EMP just as asteroids wipe out some cities. A crack, sorry crap, team of commandos based on 80s action figures must team up with a group of hugely unlikeable civilians to survive.
Everything ends in nuclear devastation. Effects-wise, the dinosaur is a cute, Walking with Dinosaurs puppet, but everything else is shockingly awful green screen composites. Just terrible.
3/10
Voyage to the Planet of Prehistoric Women (AIP-TV, 1968), and Monsters of War (Jagged Edge Productions, 2021)
Just how bad is the CG? There is none.
Sexy scientist? Nope.
Mumbo jumbo? Venus, dinosaurs, telepathy
There’s a Russian sci-fi movie called Planeta Bur that got cannibalized twice by AIP under the eye of Roger Corman. One version was Voyage to the Prehistoric Planet, which I have seen, and the other is this one, identical except for 10 minutes of footage of blond ladies telepathically moaning about their dead pterodactyl.
This was made by Peter Bogdanovich and, a day after his death, I’ll let him explain:
Planeta Bur was a Russian science-fiction film that Roger had called Storm Clouds of Venus that he had dubbed into English. And he came to me and said, “Would you shoot some footage with some women? AIP won’t buy it unless we stick some women in it.” So I figured out a way to work some women in it and shot for five days, and we cut it in. I narrated it, because nobody could make heads or tails of it. Roger wouldn’t let me add any sound. It was just a little cheap thing we did, and people think I directed it when I really only directed 10 minutes of it.
It’s barking mad, best watched stoned, and strangely charming.
I was actually watching Voyage to the Planet of Prehistoric Women as part of the Prehistrionics project when I heard Peter Bogdanovich died. So sad.
5/10
Monsters of War (2021) TubiJust how bad is the CG? Rubbish.
Sexy scientist? Nope.
Mumbo jumbo? Monster pick n’ mix.
In a first for me, I recognized a cave in the opening shot, then a bunch of trees. Then most of the cast. Then a big house. Oh my God, the folks who made Dinosaur Hotel (covered in Part I) had apparently booked the location for two weeks, because they made a second movie there.
Chrissie Wunna is once again the anguished mother of two terrible child actors, and she once again has to survive in a big house surrounded by rando monsters (including T-Rexes, Kong-lite and other B.S.), and must try to get along with rando fodder (including a miserable nun and some of the ladies that got eaten in the last film).
I actually like Chrissie Wunna, she does anguished mum quite well, but it’s not enough to save this dull exercise in bad effects mixed with ill-considered decisions.
3/10
The Dinosaur Project (StudioCanal, 2012), and Jurassic Prey (Polonia Brothers Entertainment, 2015)
Just how bad is the CG? Passable.
Sexy scientist? Almost.
Mumbo jumbo? Hidden African dinosaur valley.
The film began with a shock as the StudioCanal logo popped up — what? You mean this might be half decent?
Almost. Coming off as a Lost World-lite, this had the makings of a decent yarn as a bunch of Brits descend into the African bush in search of Mokele-mbembe, the Congo’s own Nessie. A pterodactyl-tinged helicopter crash dumps them in the Dino-dollops, and the rest of the film is the team trying to survive/being killed one-by-one, all in fantastically annoying ’found footage’ fashion. It’s not terribly exciting, but it’s refreshing to get some real actors and the CG isn’t cringeworthy.
Mostly harmless.
6/10
Jurassic Prey (2015) TubiJust how bad is the CG? The only CG is blood, and it’s rubbish.
Sexy scientist? Nope.
Mumbo jumbo? Mining explosion wakes up a thick T-Rex.
There’s only one phrase worse than ‘A Polonia Brothers Film’, and that’s ’anal seepage’, but I’d take the latter over the former any day of the week.
Everything about this film — the plot, the direction, the editing, the acting, the music, the effects — is hot garbage. The only things I enjoyed were the cankles on the ludicrous dinosaur puppet.
Avoid.
1/10
Just how bad is the CG? No CG, but some laughable compositing in the US version.
Sexy scientist? Yep.
Mumbo jumbo? Copper mining digs up a regenerating monster.
And so we reach the end of this miserable excursion with an old one that somehow managed to slip by me, Reptilicus, the first and last Danish/US co-op monster movie. There are two versions, and I would love to find the Danish one, because the AIP US production is pretty awful. They shot the film twice, once in Danish and once in English, but smothered the latter in V.O., and it sounds like the dubbing was done by actors whacked out on cough syrup.
Reptilicus itself is less dinosaur, more Chinese dragon puppet, and it rampages around Denmark laying waste to some nice miniatures of tourist attractions. We know what they are because a couple of characters go on an extended sightseeing trip. All the familiar tropes are in place, including Dr. Frosty McDemiwave, and I enjoyed myself. It’s rubbish, but it’s nostalgic rubbish, and that makes it great.
6/10
Previous Murkey Movie surveys from Neil Baker include:
Prehistrionics, Part I
Prehistrionics, Part II
Jumping the Shark
Alien Overlords
Biggus Footus
I Like Big Bugs and I Cannot Lie
The Weird, Weird West
Warrior Women Watch-a-thon
Neil Baker’s last article for us was Prehistrionics, Part II. Neil spends his days watching dodgy movies, most of them terrible, in the hope that you might be inspired to watch them too. He is often asked why he doesn’t watch ‘proper’ films, and he honestly doesn’t have a good answer. He is an author, illustrator, outdoor educator and owner of April Moon Books (AprilMoonBooks.com).
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Live JasminLive Jasmin is one of the most renowned adult cam websites in the industry, and for good reason. It boasts a large selection of models from different countries, including Ireland. Here’s why Live Jasmin should be on your radar when looking for some Irish charm:
The ModelsWith over 2000 models online at any given time, Live Jasmin has an impressive lineup of Irish performers who are ready to entertain you with their irresistible accents and seductive moves. You can browse through various categories such as Irish or simply type in Ireland in the search bar to filter out all the other models.
The User InterfaceLive Jasmin’s user interface is sleek and easy to navigate, making it a breeze to find your desired model. The website also offers various features such as private chats and cam-to-cam options so that you can interact with the models directly.
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Stripchat is another popular adult cam site that offers a unique experience for users. It has a large and diverse community of models, including those from Ireland. Here’s what you can expect from Stripchat when it comes to discovering Irish charm:
The Tokens SystemOne of the most interesting features of Stripchat is its tokens system. Instead of paying for monthly membership fees, users can purchase tokens and use them to tip the models during their live shows or private chats. This allows for more flexibility in spending and also encourages interactions between viewers and performers.
The Model QualityStripchat prides itself on its high-quality models, so you can rest assured that you’ll find some stunning Irish beauties here. The website also offers an option to filter models by country, making it easier for you to find your preferred Irish performer.
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If you’re looking for a more personalized experience with an Irish model, then Jerkmate might be the perfect fit for you. This website offers a one-on-one camming experience where you can connect with your favorite Irish model through live video chat. Here’s why Jerkmate should be on your list:
The Personalization FactorJerkmate lets you customize your cam experience by selecting specific features such as hair color, body type, and more. You can also filter models by country and find your favorite Irish performer in no time. Before trying out any of these gay pick-up lines, make sure to read up on how to effectively approach someone and respect their boundaries. This personalization adds an extra touch to the overall camming experience.
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Last but not least on our list of top cam sites for discovering Irish charm is ImLive. This website has been in the industry for over 15 years and has gained a loyal fan base due to its consistent quality performances. Here’s why ImLive should be on your radar:
The Multi-Viewer OptionImLive offers a unique feature called Multi-Viewer where you can watch up to six live shows simultaneously. This allows you to browse through multiple Irish performers at once and find the perfect one for you.
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There are a variety of adult cams available in Ireland, catering to different interests and preferences. Some popular types include live video chats, interactive shows, and private sessions with specific performers. With the rise in popularity of online sexual exploration, many people are turning to Peru Sex Webcams as a way to fulfill their desires from the comfort of their own home. Many websites also offer unique categories such as Irish models or themed performances related to Irish culture. As Slovenia continues to gain popularity as a top tourist spot, Slovenia’s XXX Cams offer visitors a unique and steamy way to experience the country’s beauty. There is a thriving market for adult cams in Ireland, providing a diverse range of options for viewers to choose from.
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To find and access adult cam sites in Ireland, simply search for them online using a search engine. Make sure to use specific keywords such as adult cams or Irish adult cam sites. You can also try visiting popular adult websites and filtering your search by location to find Irish options. Once you have found a site, follow their instructions for registration and payment to access the content.
Are There Any Legal Restrictions for Using Adult Cams in Ireland?
Yes, there are legal restrictions for using adult cams in Ireland. The law states that all participants must be over the age of 18 and consenting to the activities being filmed. Any type of sexual activity involving violence or non-consensual behavior is strictly prohibited. Failure to comply with these regulations can result in criminal charges.
Can I Interact With the Performers on Irish Adult Cams?
Yes, you can interact with the performers on Irish adult cams. Depending on the specific website or platform, there may be various options for interaction such as chat rooms, private messaging, and tipping systems. However, it is important to remember to always respect the performer’s boundaries and adhere to any rules set by the website or platform.
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There is a growing trend in the world of adult entertainment: female hairy cams. These live webcam shows feature women who embrace their natural body hair, challenging societal expectations and celebrating their femininity in all its forms.
From unshaven armpits to full bush, these models are breaking barriers and redefining beauty standards. Get ready to explore the world of female hairy cams and discover a new side of sensuality.
Before we dive into our review of these websites, let us first understand why there is such a demand for female hairy cams in the first place. As mentioned earlier, with changing societal norms and beauty standards, many individuals find unshaven women attractive and erotic. This preference is not limited to just men; there is also a growing number of women who find themselves drawn towards these performers.
Moreover, many believe that watching these live shows allows them to break free from traditional pornographic content that often objectifies and conforms to unrealistic beauty standards. Instead, they can witness authentic self-expression and genuine pleasure from models who are comfortable in their own skin. This creates a safe and inclusive space for both viewers and performers, where they can explore their desires without judgment.
Live JasminOne of the pioneers in the adult entertainment industry, Live Jasmin offers a wide range of categories to cater to different preferences. Their Hairy Pussy section features a good number of performers who proudly flaunt their natural body hair. Here are some pros and cons of this website:
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Stripchat prides itself on being one of the first cam websites to introduce gender-inclusive tags, making it easier for viewers to find exactly what they are looking for. Their Hairy Women category is quite popular among users, and here are its pros and cons:
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Jerkmate offers a unique and interactive experience for viewers as it allows them to control the sex toy of their chosen model. Their Hairy Girls category features performers who are willing to play along with this feature. Let us take a look at its pros and cons:
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ImLive has been around since the late ’90s and has gained a loyal following over the years. They offer a wide range of categories, including Hairy Pussy, which has a decent selection of performers. Here are its pros and cons:
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Female hairy cams offer a unique and inclusive space for viewers to explore their desires and for performers to proudly showcase their authentic selves. While each of these websites has its own pros and cons, they all provide a platform for individuals who prefer unshaven women.
It is worth noting that supporting these performers also means respecting their boundaries and consent. Just because they are live in front of a camera does not give viewers the right to make inappropriate requests or engage in disrespectful behavior. Let us embrace the beauty of female body hair while also practicing respect and consent towards those who choose to share it with us through live cams.
Live Sex Cams1To find female hairy cams online, you can search on adult cam websites or use specific keywords like hairy and female on a search engine. You can also join online communities or forums dedicated to discussions about hairy women and ask for recommendations from other members. Some cam models also promote their shows on social media platforms, so following them could lead you to their channels. You can check out cam directories or review sites that list verified and popular hairy cam performers.
Are there any specific websites or platforms that cater to female hairy cams?Yes, there are several websites and platforms specifically dedicated to female hairy cams. These include popular sites like Chaturbate, LiveJasmin, and MyFreeCams which have categories or tags for hairy performers.
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Although Albania may be a small and relatively unknown country, it has a rich history and culture that has been shaped by various influences over the years. One aspect of Albanian society that has undergone significant changes in recent decades is its adult cam industry. From traditional methods of entertainment to modern technology-driven platforms, Albania’s adult cams have evolved to cater to a global audience.
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Traditional Forms of Adult Entertainment in AlbaniaBefore the rise of internet technology, Albanians had limited options when it came to adult entertainment. The most common form was visiting strip clubs or brothels, which were mostly located in larger cities such as Tirana and Durrës. These establishments were often run by organized crime groups and were not regulated by the government.
Another popular option was watching pornographic movies on VHS tapes or DVDs. However, these were expensive and could only be found in select stores or rented from local video rental shops.
Despite the limited options, there was still a demand for adult entertainment among Albanians. With the increasing availability of internet access and advancements in technology, this demand would soon be met through the world of adult cams.
In 2010, Live Jasmin became one of the first adult cam sites to enter the Albanian market. It offered live webcam shows featuring amateur performers from around the world. Now, those looking for a steamy and thrilling adult experience can find it on Jordan’s Adult Cams, where the hottest models are ready to fulfill your wildest fantasies. For many Albanians, this was their first introduction to online adult entertainment.
Live Jasmin quickly gained popularity among Albanians due to its ease of use and variety of performers. Users could choose from different categories such as age, ethnicity, body type, and sexual preferences to find their desired performer.
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In 2015, two more adult cam sites, Stripchat and Jerkmate, entered the Albanian market. Both offered similar services to Live Jasmin but with some key differences.
Stripchat focused on creating a more interactive experience for users by offering features such as virtual reality shows and remote-controlled sex toys that could be used during private shows. This appealed to many Albanians who were looking for a more immersive experience.
Jerkmate, on the other hand, differentiated itself by providing users with an AI-powered match system. The variety of performers and features offered on masturbation sites can make choosing the perfect cam site for solo play a daunting task. This system would suggest models based on the user’s previous preferences and interactions. It also allowed users to interact with performers through text messaging in addition to webcam shows.
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In 2020, ImLive entered the Albanian market and quickly became one of the top players in the industry. What set ImLive apart from its competitors was its emphasis on community-building and social features.
ImLive offered a wide range of interactive chat rooms, games, and activities for users to engage in with performers and other members. Sometimes, viewers of Latvia Live Sex Cams may come across performers who break the traditional mold and offer unique and unexpected shows. It also allowed users to create their own profiles and connect with like-minded individuals through forums and messaging systems.
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The rise of modern adult cams has had a significant impact on Albanian society. One of the most notable effects is the shift from traditional forms of adult entertainment to online platforms. So, if you’re interested in indulging in some adult fun while visiting Sri Lanka, checking out the Sri Lanka Adult Cams is a must-do activity. This has led to the decline of strip clubs and brothels in Albania as more people turn to the convenience and anonymity of adult cam sites.
Many young Albanians have turned to performing on adult cam sites as a source of income. With limited job opportunities in the country, this industry has provided a means for them to make a living. However, there are concerns about exploitation and safety for these performers, as they may not have proper protection or regulation working in this industry.
Moreover, there is still a stigma attached to the consumption of adult content in Albanian society. Many view it as taboo or immoral, leading some individuals to hide their participation in such activities. The rise of modern adult cams has brought this issue into public discussion, highlighting the need for education and open dialogue about healthy sexual expression.
Free Membership Live Jasmin Basic chat access, Limited photo and video content, Can save favorite models, View public shows, Receive notifications for online models stripchat No cost streaming, Access to live adult content, Varied performer selection, Interactive chat with models Jerkmate No credit card required, Unlimited free chat with models, Large selection of performers, User-friendly interface ImLive Instant access to live cams, Save favorite performers for later viewing, Receive notifications on special offers, Interact with models in chat rooms The Role of Government RegulationsDespite being illegal under Albanian law, the government has largely turned a blind eye to the adult cam industry. This has allowed it to thrive and become a significant contributor to the country’s economy. However, there have been efforts in recent years to regulate this market, particularly for the safety and protection of performers.
The Ministry of Justice has proposed legislation that would require adult cam sites and performers to be registered with the government and undergo regular health checks. It would also establish guidelines for working conditions and protections for minors.
The Final VerdictIn just a few short years, the adult cam industry in Albania has undergone a significant transformation from traditional forms of entertainment to modern online platforms. The introduction of Live Jasmin, Stripchat, Jerkmate, and ImLive has provided Albanians with more options for adult entertainment than ever before. While there are concerns about exploitation and stigma attached to this industry, it cannot be denied that it has brought economic opportunities and opened up discussions about healthy sexual expression in Albanian society. As technology continues to advance, it will be interesting to see how the adult cam industry further evolves in Albania and around the world.
Live Sex Cams1What are the Most Popular Adult Cam Sites in Albania?
There are a few popular adult cam sites in Albania, including AlbanianBabeCams and LiveJasmin. These sites feature live webcam performances from Albanian models, providing viewers with a unique and authentic experience. They also offer various interactive features such as private shows and tip-based requests. Many of these sites have advanced search options, allowing users to find specific types of performers or fetishes they are interested in. These adult cam sites provide an entertaining and personalized way to engage with Albanian models, making them highly sought after by both local residents and international audiences.
How Can I Find Authentic Albanian Performers on Adult Cams?
One way to find authentic Albanian performers on adult cams is by using specific search keywords such as Albania or Albanian on popular adult cam websites. You can also join online communities dedicated to Albanian culture and reach out to members who may be performers themselves. Attending events or festivals related to Albania in your local area could potentially lead you to meet and connect with Albanian performers on adult cams.
Are There Any Cultural Considerations to Keep in Mind When Using Adult Cams in Albania?
When using adult cams in Albania, it is important to be respectful of the country’s traditional values and customs. While adult entertainment is legal in Albania, it may still be considered taboo in some parts of the society. It is also advisable to avoid public display or promotion of adult cam activities, as this could potentially offend local sensibilities. Practicing discretion and being mindful of cultural sensitivities can help ensure a positive experience when using adult cams in Albania.
Can I Watch Or Participate in Live Performances With Albanian Adults Through These Cams?
Yes, you can watch live performances with Albanian adults through these cams. Some websites may also offer the option to participate in these performances. However, it is important to follow the rules and guidelines set by each individual cam site.
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Now that we have an understanding of what a ruined orgasm is, let’s move on to our top picks for cam sites that cater specifically to this kink.
Live JasminLive Jasmin has been a popular choice among cam users for years. With its sleek design and high-quality performers, it’s no surprise that they also offer a wide range of options for those interested in ruined orgasms.
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Live Jasmin offers a variety of ways to indulge in ruined orgasms. One option is through private shows, where you can interact with the model and have them cater specifically to your kink. Another option is through their recorded videos, which often include teasing and edging leading up to a ruined orgasm.
StripchatAnother top contender in the cam world, Stripchat also offers plenty of options for those interested in ruined orgasms. With thousands of models online at any given time, there is no shortage of performers catering to this kink.
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Stripchat offers various ways to enjoy ruined orgasms, including private shows and recorded videos. Users can participate in group shows or tip-based performances that may incorporate elements of ruined orgasms.
JerkmateFor those who prefer a more intimate experience, Jerkmate may be the perfect choice. This site focuses on one-on-one interactions between users and models, making it an excellent option for those wanting to explore their ruined orgasm kink in a personalized way.
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While Jerkmate may not have as many performers catering specifically to ruined orgasms, there are still plenty of options available. Private shows and pre-recorded videos are the main ways to indulge in this kink on the site, with some models offering personalized experiences through their profiles.
ImLiveLast but certainly not least, ImLive is a popular choice among those interested in ruined orgasms. With its large selection of models and user-friendly interface, it’s no wonder why.
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ImLive offers a plethora of ways to enjoy ruined orgasms. Private shows, group shows, and recorded videos are all available options. Some models offer interactive experiences such as cam-to-cam and tip-controlled toys for an even more immersive experience.
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Can You Explain the Concept of a Ruined Orgasm and How It is Incorporated Into These Cam Websites?
A ruined orgasm is when a person experiences decreased pleasure or even pain during ejaculation, usually due to interruption or stimulation being stopped abruptly. This concept is often incorporated into cam websites through the use of domination and control fetishes, where the dominant partner may intentionally ruin their submissive’s orgasm as a form of punishment or tease.
Are There Any Potential Risks Or Ethical Concerns Associated With Participating in a Ruined Orgasm Session on a Cam Website?
While participating in a ruined orgasm session on a cam website may bring some risks such as privacy concerns and potential emotional distress, it is ultimately up to the individual’s personal boundaries and consent. It is important for both parties involved to establish clear communication and respect each other’s limits to ensure a safe and consensual experience.
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