“Then he saw that she-devil, that savage wolf-in-the-water,
That monstrous mere-hag. With a main stroke
He spun his strong blade, and struck her foul head.
The blade sang as he swung, a savage war-song”
Sharp Battle Bolt
“Hearing the horn, those hateful beasts dove,
The great prince of the Geats grasped his bow ,
And shot with sure aim, the shaft flying true,
Its mark a great monster, striking its middle,
The sharp battle bolt bloodied the water,
As the serpent swam slowly, singled out by death”
Trump: a Postmortem
Introduction: Now that the yelling has subsided somewhat, and I think that it is at least possible that I might be heard by people outside my little corner, I wanted to make a few points about the Trump years. I want to register some gratitude, make some observations, and offer some criticisms, and in that …
Watching the Water
“They watched the water; they saw worms and serpents,
Sea monsters strange that sounded the depths,
And cold and cruel kraken on the crags basking”
Letters at the OK Corral
All right. Fine. The letters aren't that exciting. But they are okay. Letter to the Editor: Why should Christians take an alien formulation, such as free speech, and make it a given, an ...
Steep Defiles
“Then the proud prince passed by the crags,
Down steep defiles, and deep under cliffs,
Narrow, unknown, the noble king led them,
Past crags with caves, crags with trolls”
The Gift of Gab
Introduction: I want to take this occasion to write a bit about free speech, the importance of free speech, and the consequent importance of Gab. I am writing as one who has already transferred over ...
Sort of Goes Without Saying
That Bog Smokes
“On clear nights uncanny sights go cold to the bone,
The water burns and blazes, that bog smokes.
Our people have not plumbed the perils of that deep”
Monsters of the Mere
“One wraith a woman, the other wicked, accursed,
In man-shape, a monster, across marshes and meres
He slipped quietly, silent, skulking through bogs”
Beowulf. p. 51