Christians, especially evangelicals and other conservative Christians, like to pat themselves on the back by bragging about how moral they are (and by extension how everyone else is less moral). This Christian boast is obviously false, and many writers have debunked it. But today there’s no need for words. The following two maps tell the story:




Note the almost exact correspondence. Christian mobs committed the exceptionally vicious crime of lynching thousands of times.

So much for Christianity instilling moral behavior.


Blue Front AmazonThey’re demanding. Incredibly so. They’re also incredibly rewarding, loving companions — if, and only if, properly cared for.

In past posts, I’ve gone over how the first one, who an ex-GF, after horribly abusing him, acquired me 20+ years ago after his former “owner” got drunk and into a horrible car crash. I’ve also gone over how my dear friends in the parrot-rescue group saw me about 20 years ago after I first contacted them. They went, “Hmmmm . . . He does really well with problem Amazons (biting, screaming, aggressive Amazon parrots), Let’s see what we can throw at him and see how he does.”

One of the birds, an incredibly abused Nape, took off part of my lower lip.  It was horribly painful, but I blame those who abused him, not him. (Even though I still consider him an asshole — yes, they bear a small bit of responsibility.)

Overall, it went pretty well. I had approximately 70 foster birds here over the decade I was doing the rescue work, placed almost all of them in good, loving homes, and three of them acquired me.

One of them died a couple of months ago from a heart attack. An incredibly abused little Tucuman Amazon. He was a rescue bird and probably about 40, . After years of positive behavioral conditioning on an almost daily basis over more than a decade, he would step up for me, but no one else — he was terrified of hands. It was heart breaking how fearful he was, and how much he screamed. I’m so glad I gave him some love and comfort. It was one of the best things I’ve ever done.

If you’re considering a pet bird, please realize how much work it entails, but also realize the rewards: affection and companionship.  There are a lot — far too many — birds out there who need your love and care.






“Friends, let me pause here to bask in the moment. The last time Brandon Belt hit a grand slam, I was driving. I pulled my car over at the beginning of his at-bat to send a tweet that said ‘Give me a Brandon Belt grand slam or give me death.’ After which Belt, of course, hit a grand slam. As Belt came up to the plate tonight, I found that tweet and sent it out again. Not two seconds later, he hit his second career grand slam. I’m not saying I caused it, but I’m also not NOT saying that.”

–Sami Higgins, McCovey Chronicles

(writing about the G-men’s throttling of the Phoenix — not Arizona — Venomous Reptiles tonight)

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“They say it ain’t guns that kill people, it’s people that kill people.
But having a gun sure helps.”

–from the novel FKA USA

Death Wins All Wars front coverDeath Wins All Wars: Resisting the Draft in the 1960s, a Memoir, will be available in bookstores within the next week or so, and once the books arrive here at See Sharp Press world headquarters will be available for 50% off through the end of the month on our web site. (The e-book versions — ePub, Mobi, pdf — will be available on September 1.)

So far, two bookstore readings/signings are scheduled for Daniel Holland, the book’s author:

Thur. Sept. 12, 2019
7:00 pm
Moon Palace Books
3032 Minnehaha Ave.
Minneapolis, MN
Wed. Sept 25, 2019
7:00 pm
Boswell Books
2559 N Downer Ave
Milwaukee, WI

For more information about the book and the author, check out the Death Wins All Wars web site.

(The Quanderhorn Xperimentations, by Rob Grant and Andrew Marshall. London: Gallancz, 2019, 16.99 pounds, 464 pp.)

reviewed by Zeke Teflon

(First, a cautionary note: Don’t expect an overly discerning review; I read this book in the wee hours of several mornings while in a semi-zombified state due to ongoing insomnia. Those not blessed with that affliction can achieve a similar state through ingestion of too many IPAs, through smoking copious amounts of Humboldt Paralysis Weed or, preferably, through combining the two approaches.)

When I saw this book, I said to myself, “Self, ya gotta read this thing!” There were two immediate attractions: the name of the book, an obvious reference to the early Quatermass sci-fi films (derived from the BBC TV series), the first of which (1955) is titled The Quartermass Xperiment; and the name of one of the co-authors, Rob Grant, co-creator with Doug Naylor of what is, hands down, the funniest sci-fi comedy series ever produced, Red Dwarf. (If you’ve never seen it, the first six series are gems, as is series 8.)

The promo copy on the back cover of The Quanderhorn Xperimentations gives a good indication of its contents: “Adapted backwards from the future from the Radio 4 series before it was made.” In other words, the book’s interior — I hesitate to call it a novel — consists primarily of absurdist humor.

In this it somewhat resembles Red Dwarf, as it does in other respects: it treats some similar sci-fi tropes (e.g., time travel, polymorphic life forms); has frequent one-liners; running gags; character-based and oftentimes crude humor; and uses humorous organizational names and their consequent acronyms. (My favorite from Red Dwarf is the Committee for the Liberation and Integration of Terrifying Organisms and their Rehabilitation Into Society — you can work that one out for yourselves.) One other similarity is that Quanderhorn lifts at least one joke — concerning the disposal of human remains — almost word for word from Red Dwarf (S1E1); there might be others, but I didn’t spot them.

Quanderhorn Xperimentations does, however, differ significantly from Red Dwarf in four ways: the characters in Red Dwarf are much stronger; the Red Dwarf episodes are much more coherent than any portion, let alone the whole, of Quanderhorn; as a result of those two things it’s almost always possible to suspend disbelief while viewing Red Dwarf, no matter how funny or how absurd the situation, and it’s simply not possible to do that with The Quanderhorn Xperimentations; and a lot of the humor in Red Dwarf is quite witty, something largely lacking in Quanderhorn.

As for the differences between Quanderhorn Xperimentations and the Quatermass films, there are several, the primary ones being: the Quatermass films were straight-up sci-fi, while The Quanderhorn Xperimentations is a work of absurdist humor with a sci-fi background; the Quatermass films featured a superhero-like primary character, Bernard Quatermass, who was both brilliant and ethical, while the corresponding character in The Quanderhorn Xperimentations, Darius Quanderhorn, is a callous, narcissistic evil genius.

Still, while The Quanderhorn Xperimentations falls short of both Red Dwarf and the Quatermass films, there’s enough humor in it to make it worth reading if you’re in the mood for an exceedingly light, undemanding read.

Recommended for Red Dwarf aficionados, fans of absurdist humor, insomniacs, zombies, and those who like to read after quaffing too many IPAs and inhaling the combustion products of burning Paralysis Weed.

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Zeke Teflon is the author of Free Radicals: A Novel of Utopia and Dystopia (large pdf sample here). His latest book is the compilation Godless: 150 Years of Disbelief, published by PM Press, and when the insomnia let’s up and he’s relatively coherent, Zeke is working on the sequel to Free Radicals, an unrelated sci-fi novel, a nonfiction book on the seamier sides of Christianity, and an anarchist compilation for PM.

Free Radicals front cover