My blood has no relation to the original families of this land, and thus no connection at all to this place.
Sunday, April 12, 2026
Setting Fire to the Lashings
Every mother fucker who voted for him is complicit in the unraveling of this country. Never forgive. Never forget. Expect hatred for the balance of your life.
Tuesday, April 7, 2026
Monday, April 6, 2026
Sunday, April 5, 2026
The Lillelid Murders and Appalachian American Ennui (Exactly 29 Years Ago - April 6, 1997)
NPR did a piece called "This I Believe" a few years back. Listeners were invited to recite their core beliefs about anything they chose; love, life, children, work, recovery, and the like. The encapsulations were recorded for all of posterity. I remember posting my own account, which dealt with my recovery, as they say, from the ravages of drugs and alcohol. I wrote that "I believe that there was hope in the passing air of a free fall." I was wrong. There isn't.
Anyway, selected entries were broadcast by NPR. I had heard a range of "beliefs" during the programmings. All were positive and full of "hope" of some kind of another. However, Newt Gingrich was invited to recite his core feelings. I was startled to hear his opening statement: "I believe the world is a dangerous place." Newt, who is dangerous in and of himself, then expounded well upon his radical thesis. It got my attention. It was the truth. From the God-damnedest people of all we oftentimes hear the truth. I've learned this the hard way.
April 6 is the anniversary of the Lillelid murders.
The world is a very dangerous place indeed. Apparently Vidar Lillelid either did not know this, consciously chose to ignore it, or, more likely, had fallen under the influence of a very recent indoctrination from the Jehovah's Witness Church. Vidar and his wife, Delfina, and their two children Tabatha and Peter, were en route from a Jehovah's Witness convention in upper east Tennessee when they opted to stop at the rest area, accessible from the southbound lane of Interstate 81, near Exit 36.
Vidar was inebriated with the dogma that had been broadcast to and absorbed by the sheepish congregants at the Jehoviah Witness convention. So, when he saw a group of teenagers, who appeared "lost" in their Gothic appearances and sullen countenances, he foolishly opted to "witness to them," and in so doing put his family in mortal danger. He ignored the safety of his family by approaching six strangers who appeared, as Newt Gingrich would agree, to be "dangerous." His sense of judgment had been impaired through the dangerous amalgam created when the weak minded, sheepish congregants are drawn into the vortex of a powerful cult, such as Jehoviah's Witness.
These possible converts ended up kidnapping Vidar Lillelid and his family in order to steal their van so they could continue on their ill-conceived exodus from Appalachia to Mexico.
The six youths fled from eastern Kentucky, where they had been indoctrinated with fatuous Biblical chapter and verse from time immemorial. Which was, in fact, the enabling force-field behind their flight from Appalachian Ennui.
Little blond Tabitha was shot behind the ear. Peter was shot in the face. Delfina was shot multiple times after witnessing the murders of her husband and daughter, and assassination attempt of her baby boy, and then run over with an automobile, pictured aft. I have the exhibits in bankers box and within my cranium. Corrupt Judge James E. Beckner and a "hand selected" group of incompetent lawyers then massacred due process of law, otherwise available to these lost souls from Eastern Kentucky, two of whom were teenagers. See, Jason Blake Bryant v. State of Tennessee, No. E2002-00907-CCA-R3-PC (Tenn. Crim. App 2002).
This may seem sexist, even misogynistic, but I hold firm to the belief that the man is primarily responsible for the safety of his family. Vidar Lillelid failed in his duty to protect his family. His sense of discretion had been fatally retarded by the cult of religious fanaticism at a coalition of Jehovah's Witness followers. "The world is a dangerous place." It is indeed.
This is Appalachian American Ennui.
Friday, April 3, 2026
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Sunday, February 15, 2026
One Battle After Another - Directed by Paul Thomas Anderson
I would not go that far in my assessment of this important film, which is highly relevant these dark days in what used to me my recognizable country
Wednesday, February 11, 2026
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Friday, February 6, 2026
What the Fuck was That?!!
Declared the sweaty alarm of the horrified post-mortals immediately upon entering into the heavenly portals, bemoaning their prior stations down below, yalping to the angels and demons, "What the Fuck was all that for ?!!".
Suburban Lawns - Baby plus . . . [Not Since Pixies and that's No Shit]
I lucked into the emergence of Pixies, which changed music for the better. I lucked into this very recently looking back through the decades. ""The shades are the venetian kind, they are drawn down bling." Excellent poetic expression.
Suburban Lawns Green Eyes '87 Remix (At this moment, this song should accompany me to my grave). Amazing
"the shades are the venetian kind, they are drawn down blind."
Google Gemini Query: Which part of the human brain appreciates music? Turns out, there's no one part. It's a congress including the audiotry cortex within the temporal lobes, the frontal lobes, cerebellum, amagdyla, hippocampus and the motor cortex. I'm beginning to understand that, conceding of course that we all differ in our brainy composites, mine in particular is configured in such a way, fine-tuned, in fact, that the pattens, composition, amazing instrumentals,seemingly and seamlessly in perfect unison, along with Su Tissue's muffled voice and cadence, are perfectly invited into my musical taste, like a DNA match.
Thursday, February 5, 2026
Su Tissue and the Suburban Lawns Janitor ( Onscreen Lyrics)
Where'd you go, honey?
The bones of Su Tissue.
Friday, January 30, 2026
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Friday, January 16, 2026
John M. Church, Attorney at Law - From Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters, Author and Attorney at Law
"I was the attorney for the "Q," and the indemnity company which insured the owners of the mine. I pulled the wires with judge and jury, and the upper courts to beat the claims of the crippled, the widow, the orphan, and made a fortune thereat. The bar association sang my praises in a high-flown resolution, and the floral tributes were many. But the rats devoured my heart, and a snake made a nest inside my skull."
Ironically, the heartless lawyers who represent capitalist interests against genuine suits for environmental, financial, and professional harm visited on them, causing real pain, real suffering, real damage, are the ones celebrated by the Bar with their photos memorialized in front of the New buildings on law school campuses, and the Boys and Girls' Clubs, and have their lies printed on the ABA, and TBA websites and their slick publications, having never represented an actual human proletarian being in court.
Wednesday, January 14, 2026
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Friday, January 2, 2026
Re-reading Lolita and Longing for Little Feetnotes
Protagoinist/Pedophile Humbert Humbert ascribes his obsession with Delores "Lolita" Haze to his childhood affection for a little beach girl named Anabel, who would die soon after their clumsy attempts at exlploration of the others body near a cave at some west coast beach. I think that Humbert has rationalized what amounts to a genetic predisposition to pedophilia. (I've concluded after 35 years of criminal court practice that pedophiles are born, not made). In any event, Lolita, age twelve "created a synchronous conflagration that had been raging all night in [Humbert's] veins," and his delight in finding the "question mark of her hair in the tub." "With a childish hand, she tweaked loose the frockfold that had stuck in the peach cleft." I read somewhere that the original version of the book, written in either French or Russian, had her aged 10. The breadth of Vladimir Nabokov's talent is immeasurable. The first time I read the novel was from a book with footnotes, which was very helpful in defining his use of occasional (frequently pedantic) French and rare English words. I think one of my wives threw it away, or perhaps I gave it to my son, Paul. I trust that the latter explains its absence. Incidentally, the eponymous movie version starring James Mason, Sue Lyon, and Shelly Winters, focuses only on a portion of the full story, ignoring altogether Humbert's development, Anabel, and even a wife, Valeria, whom he despised, and who left him for another man, whereupon Humbert mused, "she had vulnerable legs, and I decided to limit myself to hurting her horribly when we were alone." Humbert cared only about Humbert, which necessarily included the object of his sexual deviance, Delores Haze, to the exlusion of all else. I'm quite sure that he would be referred to as a "malignant narcissist," such as the one in the White House, or worse, a sociopath; again like that monstrous occupant, who raped a 13 year old girl in the early 90's, then slapped the fuck out of her.
Thursday, January 1, 2026
The Agganna Sutta (Buddhist Teaching on Human Origins, Society, and Dhamma: An Ancient Antecedent Message about Donald Trump
Identity based on birth is empty. One who kills, steals, lies, and acts with cruetly is worthy of blame. This is the essence of Donald Trump, and his followers are complicit, thus guilty.
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