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space-blue · 1 year ago

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Hey, I saw you reblogging that post about normalizing sending people random asks and can only assume that you'd like some. So here some random questions (in no order) that you can answer in whatever length and degree of seriousness that you're comfortable with:

Favourite dinosaur/prehistoric animal?

Dead historical person that you'd like to resurrect for a chat or a chance to yell at them?

Most/least favourite story trope in fiction?

A country that you'd like to visit some day?

Something funny that happend to you (If you want^^)?

A nature fact that you find fascinating?

Food that you'd like to try?

Favourite artist/artistic inspiration/art style?

Last song that you listened to?

The prettiest insect/arthropod that you can find online?

I think that list is long enough, skip whatever you want if it's too invasive or weird :))

Damn, now that's an ask!! O_O Thank you! Sat down to try and think it through. I don't mind being serious :3

Favourite dinosaur/prehistoric animal?

I love a lot of them, especially now that we have such a greater understanding of what they looked like. Floofy dinos are just extra excellent. But I think I'll have to crown Spinosaurus. It's a bit of a meme dinosaur by now. Every discovery changes our perception of what it looked like, and people still debate if it was aquatic or not. (I'm team aquatic all the way) I mean look at it. It's fucking iconic.

I once started a short story set in a future in which humans had long since reengineered some dinosaurs, and a pirate crew had a raft-style boat that was powered by a Spinosaurus. They'd pierced grommets in the sail to clip ropes to her back. They also had pet Troodons on the crew. Sadly I lost steam and inspiration and never went anywhere with the story. I still adore Spinosaurus.

Dead historical person that you'd like to resurrect for a chat or a chance to yell at them?

If I could just indulge myself, Francois Renee de Chateaubriand. Absolutely crazy guy. Lived through the French revolution, Napoleon, went to the Americas, wrote early romantic works, mostly known for his autobiography memoirs from beyond the grave. He's truly a blorbo from my history. Look at this :

“A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives—all bear secret relations to our destinies.”

BUT if I had a perfect translator and could quizz to my heart's content, and had actual intentions of being useful, I'd talk to a Gaulois. Probably Vercingetorix or an earlier leader from Celtic France.

We know SO little about these people. They're my ancestors, and we have almost no knowledge of their beliefs and practices. We have some (most likely wrong and slanderous) accounts from (the invading) romans. And archeological finds. But stuff like Cernunos/Karnonos (for who I wrote one of my fav short stories ever) is known from one pillar, one cauldron, and nothing else! We don't even know what he was the god of!

It's so infuriating to me. If I could quizz a Gaulois, I'd write the most detailed and comprehensive guide to their belief, their knowledge of others tribes, and their everyday life. I'd want to know about their gods, their myths, and their superstitions.

Most/least favourite story trope in fiction?

A/B/O and mpreg

A country that you'd like to visit some day?

Japan... Sad hours... I live in the UK, right. Scotland. And I had managed to get a work holiday visa to Japan! It's free to get, you just have an age limit. So I saved money (excruciatingly slowly, the UK being what it is), and finally planned it all. Got the visa (in Paris), got 400£ worth of shots (encephalitis, japanese encephalitis, rabies...), and was ready to apply for a Mongolian visa and start buying train tickets.

You see, I was going to do Scotland > London > Paris > Berlin > Warsaw > Vilnius > Tallinn > St Petersburg > Moscow > Irkutsk (on the transsiberian!!) > Ulaanbaatar > Beijing > Shanghai > Osaka

All train and bus, except for the last leg, which is a ferry.

When I was getting my second of three injections (always rabies + another and rabies turned me into a shivering plank of wood omg) the doctor was like... 'are you sure you want the last round done? There's this worrying cough developing in China at the moment...'

January 2020, RIP.

And then I aged out of the Japanese visa. And then Russia went to war and ruined its reputation forever. I spent a lot of time trying to make myself see that COVID had far worse repercussions for countless people, and I got off easily. But this was the culminations of a decade of dreaming and many years of planning and saving. It was a major bummer.

Something funny that happened to you (If you want^^)?

Weirdly enough this one stumps me. IDK why. I have weird, crazy, bad... but funny?

OH. Actually I think I told it once here. I'm sorry, it's not even funny either, just wild...

A nature fact that you find fascinating?

This entire video.

youtube

Food that you'd like to try?

A real family style chinese hot pot. The sort you eat on a tiny plastic stool in someone's backyard.

Favourite artist/artistic inspiration/art style?

That's definitely too hard. I don't have a favourite. Maybe it's because I studied art. Not a matter of taste, but a matter of exposure. I've seen a lot of styles and a lot of artists and there is no one work I can point to and say "this is it". The inspiration art folder I keep is extremely varied itself. Variety is the spice of life.

Last song that you listened to?

I'm currently listening to the IXION soundtrack as I write! It absolutely SLAPS.

youtube

The prettiest insect/arthropod that you can find online?

Definitely has to be a moth. Also I really love the colour scheme of this wasp :

I think moths are just so gorgeous. Butterflies too of course, but the moths are SO fluffy and some of them have insanely clean aesthetics.

LOOK

Milionia moth

Look at this Pompelon Marginata! Literally the Louboutin of moths.

Also they can have really fun caterpillars:

Little beasts... And I think it fucks that they make themselves a cocoon and basically liquify into some primordial goo to remake themselves. And often remake themselves as their best dressed sex party tiiiime!!

Hope that answers your questions appropriately :3

#blue talks #ask #questions #thanks that was very fun!#Sorry for the ton of links haha #long post

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celtfather · 2 months ago

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Can Album Pins Save the Music Business? #291

Can album pins save the music business? I’ll tell you what they’re all about, why all musicians should be selling them, and how to get started with them.

This is Pub Songs & Stories #291

0:13 - Marc Gunn “Blink” from Come Adventure With Me

Listen to #277 Blink to learn more about the song

Listen to In the Verse #2.1 Blink for more about the song

3:45 - WELCOME TO PUB SONGS & STORIES

I am Marc Gunn. I’m a Sci F’ Irish musician and podcaster living in Atlanta, Georgia. If you’re new to the show, please subscribe. You can do that PubSong.com or Just send me an email to follow@celtfather.

Today, I’m talking about Album Pins. Album Pins have revolutionized my music business. I’ll talk about them in a little bit. But first I have other news to share. Each episode has a timestamp and chapter marks. You can click those to straight where you want in each episode. Just head over to the show notes.

NEWS

Podcast: 17 Things to Do on the Isle of Man #290

Poll: Did you vote for your favorite song on Dancing With Hobbits?

See pictures from my Celtic Invasion of Scotland’s Whiskey

Merch: Get the Sci Fi Drinking Songs Collection on Patreon. You'll get 6 albums for $50, including: As Long As I’m Flyin, Sci Fi Drinking Songs, What Color Is Your Dragon, Pirates vs Dragons, Don’t Go Drinking With Hobbits, Firefly Drinking Songs

Kickstarter for Brobdingnagian Bards album Another Faire To Remember

7:58 - UPCOMING SHOWS

NOV 15-17: CONjuration, Duluth, GA

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WEDS: Coffee with The Celtfather

8:46 - SUPPORT THE CLUB

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9:47 - CELTIC INVASION VACATIONS

Every year, I lead a small group of people on an exciting adventure, usually to one of the Celtic nations, but not always.

11:31 - Brother Sea "All As One" from Brother Sea EP

Listen on the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast

15:18 - WHAT ARE ALBUM PINS AND CAN THEY REALLY SAVE THE MUSIC BUSINESS?

What is an album?

What makes it unique?

What makes a successful album pin?

Postcards vs Business cards

Does it have to be an enamel pin?

30:11 - Marc Gunn “Serenity Valley Waltz” from Selcouth

Listen to the story of Serenity Valley Waltz #253

Listen to In the ‘Verse for Serenity Valley Waltz show show #1 for the discussion about it

33:22 - CREDITS

Thanks for listening to Pub Songs & Stories. This episode was edited by Mitchell Petersen.

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sheetmusiclibrarypdf · 8 months ago

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rauthschild · 11 months ago

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Many people have contacted me about this "historic" small video showing three members of the British Honor Guard riding in public with the Union Jack flag furled and "blackened", meaning in a black sheath:

Everyone wants to know what it means, but if you have been following along, it's just more proof of what I have already told you.

"King Charles III" is not functioning as a King of anything -- not England, not Great Britain. He was crowned and is functioning solely as an Emperor in the air jurisdiction.

Thus, two horses are black (England and Great Britain) and one horse is white (the UK).

This is just more confirmation that these yahoos are trying to excuse their actions by all converting to Satanism (hoping to escape justice by pleading religious freedom and the fact that Satanism is not under Ecclesiastical Law).

The Ecclesiastical Law demands that any corporation that acts "unlawfully" must be liquidated. The Pope is obligated as a Christian to honor the Ecclesiastical Law and liquidate all these corporations that have participated in genocide, robbed, plundered, pillaged, maimed, defrauded, human trafficked, kidnapped, murdered, etc.

The only way he gets out of that obligation is by converting to Satanism or some other religion that stands outside the Ecclesiastical Law -- and Satanism makes sense, because that would serve to justify all their criminality and destructive actions.

Bergoglio and "King" Emperor Charles III and obviously, some other British Crown scum, are apparently seeking a means to maintain their freedom and excuse their actions on a legal technicality that would allow them to maintain a position in the jurisdiction of the air by claiming that, well, after all, they were Satanists doing what Satanists do: lying, cheating, murdering, stealing; and--- (this is the real point of their schtick) as Satanists operate outside the Ecclesiastical Law, they are not under any obligation to liquidate the offending corporations.

We brought all this to a head by holding Francis accountable under Ecclesiastical Law. Now he and his minion, Charles, are trying to dodge their obligations and find a way of saving their necks.

We take a very dim view of this artifice and don't allow it; they want to play by the rules of Ancient Rome?

Fine.

Fictio cedit veritati; fiction juris non est, ubi veritas.

Fiction yields to truth. Where the truth is, fiction of law does not exist.

We are where truth is.

The further truth is that under Roman Civil Law, the Maxim is: Let him who will be deceived, be deceived.

We are not deceived. We are calling them out for it.

The additional Maxim of Roman Law is: Possession by pirates does not change ownership.

We declare that these corporations are all dissolved before us, that we are not deceived, and that we are in possession of All That Is.

No delegated power is superior to that power which we hold in our hearts and in our hands.

Right is right and wrong is wrong; what the Unrighteous have stored up for themselves is given to the Righteous instead.

Within Law and Without Law, the end result is the same.

They are equally condemned as Christians and as Satanists.

If they don't liquidate these offending corporations, they will be liquidated and all their corporations, too.

The people of England, Scotland, Ireland and Wales should not despair because of the appearance of the White Horse of the Apocalypse, nor fear any aspect of power projected by these Evil Men.

Everyone is reminded now and at all times that this is a "war" in the air jurisdiction, a war of beliefs and morals, a war of ideas and energies, claims and counterclaims, truth versus falsehood.

The White Horse of the Apocalypse signals "death" meaning death of the nations -- in this case, England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales, and the rise of a faceless THING, a Corporation, that will attempt to kill the nations and subjugate the living people.

This is represented by the UK, aka, UNITED KINGDOM, a franchise of the UN CORPORATION.

All these corporations are steeped in blood, lies, misery, war for profit, and theft. All of them have conspired against the countries that gave birth to them. All are unnatural and have no natural right to exist. All are guilty of treason and conspiracy against the lawful governments.

All these corporations are, essentially, lies called "Legal Fictions". The operant word is "Fiction" -- these things don't actually exist. They are divorced from reality by at least one full click.

Thus, you can see why they are the creations of the Father of All Lies, and also why the men seduced by these THINGS, are, knowingly or unknowingly, Idolaters and Satanists.

The nature of the government you are subscribing to is shown by the law and the money you use.

We have shown everyone that the FEDERAL RESERVE NOTE is not money and that it has no actual value. It's a graven image in the language of the Bible -- an idol merely representing value, the same way that stone statues and icons "represent" gods and saints.

The same is true of the EURO and any other fiat currency.

The voluntary use of a fiat currency condemns the people using it to a fantasy-land, the proverbial Land of Oz, in which people are converted into PERSONS, and the only crimes are commercial ones.

It's all just lies and hoaxes, complete with Wicked Witches that "dissolve", that is, are "liquidated" by a simple bucket of cold water.

That is what "King" Charles III and every member of the Privy Council needs poured over their heads right about now. And every member of Parliament.

Ditto Jorge Bergoglio and the members of the Roman Curia.

All the Officers of the EU. All the Officers of the UN.

They all have to be more than half-mad to think that they can get away with what they have proposed -- that we bow down and worship Satan instead of kicking their fantasmagorical asses and holding these corporations to account.

These madmen appear to believe that the way to Heaven on Earth is through Falsehood of every kind; they are inured to think that Lies are holy, poverty and ignorance are a blessing, and every other kind of self-serving excuse for abusing and mistreating others is Divine Order.

All that is really needed, is a single well-placed international realization of what these white-collar (literally) criminals have done.

And a bucket of water.

Failing that, you know what else they have planned next for everyone -- the black horse of starvation.

We can just cut to the chase, folks. We know the narrative by heart.

No need to go through the death of nations, the starvation, the war, or the conquest of glory. We've all been here, done that, and now, enough is bloody well enough.

Every Officer of the Church, every Officer of the American Military, every Officer of the Allied Forces, it's your duty to return the government to the people of each country that has been impacted by this gigantic fraud scheme.

Admit it and return the purloined assets. Do it now, before these Sociopaths cause broad spectrum worldwide disruption of food supplies and supply chains.

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nityarawal · 1 year ago

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8/31/23

Handler

Morning Songs

Handler Handler

How'd Your Pappa Handle You

Handler Handler

Such A Sweet

Teddy Bear

Handler Handler

What'd He Do

Hit Man For The Government

Breeding

Guards For Kardashians

You Could've Had

Britney Camp

Renaissance Fair

But You Took Bribe

Called My Brother

Like So Many

Other

Stirling Boys' Club

Tantric Hand Jobs

You Could've Had

Free Britney Pirate Camp

But You Took A Bribe

My Little Handler

Happy Endings

Like The Lawyers

For Prosthetic Breasts

You Took A Bribe

Ken Carlsson Lied

My Little Handler

Adam Says

If One Murder Blows

Like Emily Pearson's

400 Slumlorded

One Murder Blows

Then The Whole

Town Goes

Dr. Tima Ivanova

No Pathology Report

No Autopsy

Sheriff Bianco

Hides The Evidence

Won't Procure

Documents

He's Not A Legitimate

Coroner

Or Doctor

Pathologist

One Person Goes

They All Lie

My Provider

Dr. Queresheri

Wouldnt Get Me

To Urgent Care

I Never Met

My IEHP

Provider

Doctor

Slave Owner

Selling Me On

Black Market

But One Of Them Goes

Dr. Natalya Knows

Ukranian Dr.

From Dr. Browning

Office

With Nurse Darline

Breaking Hippa Laws

Gossiping

One Of Them Goes

On Lymes

You Know

And The Whole

Idyllwild Arts School

Might Go Down Too

With Therapist

Julie Anne Steiger

From Common

Ground Healing

One Goes

All The Gay Attys

Go Fondling

Ukraine

Twins

Mexican Babies

One Goes

You All Go

A Handjob

For An Attorney

Plea

Not A Happy Ending

For Judges

It's True

Dr's Piled In

Like Sardines

In Princess Dorm

Dr's Piled In

Sodomized

And Ready

For Third Stage

Of Reality

Third Stage

Waking Up

Third Dimension

Realizing What

You Done

Millions Of Mommies

Murdered

In Name Of

Mental Health

Sanctioned Down

Judges

And Attys

Back To Middle Class

Millions Of Mommies

Murdered In

World War 3

We'd Be Searching

For Judge Ferguson's

Rotating Courtrooms

If Only X Worked

Been Broken Since

Twitter

No Searches

For Journalists

Saving Mothers

Didn't Get Freedom

Of Speech

Rapist Nonce Charles

Got The Better Of

Us You See

Open Up Chowmillas

Doors

Let The Prettiest

Ladies Roam Free

Out Of Prisons

For They're Killing

Mommies On Covid

AI Bribes

Petty Crimes

90% Of My Ladies

Don't Break The Law

Petty Crimes

Atty Lies

Wrongful Arrest

Just Found A Knife

Want To Call The Cops

Got Caught Peeing

In My Bros Garden

By A Neighbor

Cops Investigated

A Bowl Of Potato

Salad Missin'

So They Could

Attempt To Rape

Another Service

Gal

Off A Farm

On Her Late

Registration

With Covid Germs

We Know Who Robbed

Your House

Sheriff Parsons

And His Militia

No Need

To Rape Bella

On Sunset Cops

Dates

No Need To Rape

The Children

From Idyllwild Arts

If They're Not Gay

And People Pleasing

You

Your Trustfund Kids

Pleasing The Government

Hacking They're Junk

For Pedophile

Groomers

#PrinceOfPegging

Spies

Domestic Terrorists

This Is My Mother's

Country

This Is My Grandmother's

Country

My Great Grandma

Martha's Too

Huntley Roads

In Hollywood

Huntley Hotel

Along With Italy

Ventimiglia

Scotland

France

Iran

Chicago

We Ask All Of You

Iowa

Lake Tahoe

California

Hawaii Too

All My Heartlands

Azerbaijan

My Love

Azizis

All My Heartlands

Tehrangeles

Jungles

We Squeeze

Blue Fuzz Out

All My Heartlands

We Forgive You

Enjoy Your Princess

Dorms

Magistrate Judges

Princess Dorms

Big Titles

Farted

Magistrate Judges

Shot Wives

Superior Court

You've Got An Inferiority

Complex

Your Staff

Too Superior

To Do The Law

Peace,

Nitya Nella Davigo Azam Moezzi Huntley Rawal

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justapillowpetpanda · 1 year ago

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thymelessink · 2 years ago

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10 Characters From 10 Fandoms

Tagged by @walkwithursus (you're really providing me with these games XD)

Tagging: @a-n-n-i-m-i-a and @nanukanal and a whoever wants to do it!

Blackbeard (Our Flag Means Death): Well, we're hopefully still at the beginning of his journey, so...

The fact that he's a fearsome pirate who always longed to enjoy the soft things in life and fell in love with the rich man who showed him that it is okay to like soft and pretty things and then gave up everything to save that man? I mean come on, just thinking about it makes me want to hug him.

Scar (The Lion King): Okay, so...I don't like TLK. Not even as a child. I always thought the story is stupid (and yes, the whole Shakespeare subtext obviously went all over my head back then but as an adult it didn't make it any better for me) and I think I've only seen the movie fully once. But Scar, he's a different story. He's evil but he's eloquent, cunning and sarcastic. He makes the movie somewhat enjoyable and I don't care what he did, his death hurt me, even as a child.

The Joker (DC): Okay, I don't really know much about the DCU but Joker is a character I always come back to. No matter whether we're talking about Heath Ledger's Joker, Joaquin Phoenix' Joker, BTAS' Joker or Telltale's John Doe. He's so fucked up, but I love how many different sources give him a tragic backstory. And his absolute disregard for heteronormativity and his general queerness make him so interesting and I wish more people in the DCU would play with it and see the opportunity.

Gregory House (House, M.D.): I don't even remember how many years it's been since I watched House but that man stayed relevant throughout my life. And you're gonna see a pattern here when it comes to my favourite characters: He's harsh. He's sarcastic. He's an asshole. He says he doesn't care. But he does. He says he doesn't care if people leave him. But he does. He fakes his death to support his dying best friend. And I enjoy that he treats medical cases similar to how Holmes treats his cases. Obviously.

Marty McFly (Back to the Future): Of course, I like my 80s boy. Looks cute, street smart, is funny. He's a comfort character for sure. Also, if I had to name one character that evokes gender envy in me, he'd definitely number one.

Harry "Bunny" Manders (Raffles): The reverse Watson to the reverse Sherlock Holmes. He's adorkable, ends up as a criminal due to his own foolishness and Raffles' manipulation. He knows Raffles is sometimes annoyed with him, he wants to make himself useful but actually makes matters worse most of the time, but in an endearing way. He's incredibly loyal, will follow Raffles everywhere, even to war where he has to witness Raffles' death. It's basically a Sherlock Holmes AU but more gay because there's no way in hell Bunny doesn't love Raffles.

Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad (Assassin's Creed): I was really thinking between him and Ezio because they both have amazing life stories. Assassin's Creed was probably the reason why I started playing more video games. If Altaïr's story wouldn't have been so interesting I wouldn't have stuck with it. Malik first making him see his wrongdoings, forgiving him later and becoming his best friend also plays a big part in the development of his character. But I love that they didn't make him perfect. In Revelation we see that he's still making stupid decisions that cost him dearly and he spent his life becoming a better person and a worthy mentor of the Brotherhood.

Sherlock Holmes: I mean what can I say...I don't even remember for how long I've loved Sherlock Holmes but there's a calmness in the face of danger about him that comforts me. He appears cold and calculating but he cares about the people around him. He also follows his own moral code, no matter what Scotland Yard expects of him. And he's my go-to character when I want to give a basic and famous example of asexuality to people.

The Doctor (Doctor Who): Do I have to decide for one? If so, I'd probably choose Nine. I only got into DW last year, although I always wanted to watch it because David Tennant was in it. Hilariously enough, it was Christopher Eccleston's Doctor who I became especially fond of. It's his harsh demeanor sometimes, a man who just came from war, but the joy he also displays sometimes (e.g. when everyone gets to live) and the way he, more than anyone else, needed a companion, Rose, made him very dear to me.

Tony Stark (Iron Man): Of course, who else. A man who was a weapons dealer and ended up giving up his life to restore half the universe. He has one of my favourite character growths. At no point is he perfect, he has weaknesses, he makes mistakes again and again and he knows that he seldom has the moral high ground. But he seems to love unconditionally. He forgives. And he gives life to beings that love him in return. He provides for the people he loves, deals with PTSD, makes the world a better place, all while keeping a smile on his face and having a smart remark in any situation.

#sherlock holmes #tony stark #ninth doctor #altair ibn la'ahad #bunny manders #doctor house #blackbeard ofmd #marty mcfly #scar the lion king #dc joker #doctor who #crime and cricket #iron man #assassin's creed #bttf

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city-of-ladies · 4 years ago

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Grace O’Malley - Terror of the seas

Gráinne Ní Mháille, more often called Grace O’Malley (circa 1530–1603), also nicknamed as Gráinne Mhaol (“the bald Grace”) because she kept her hair short, was an Irish pirate.

Grace’s father was a powerful chieftain who owned a large fleet for both trading and raiding. In 1546, she was married to Donal-an-Cogahaidh (Donal of the Battles), heir apparent of the O’Flahertys of Ballinahinch, thus linking their two powerful families. Grace gave birth to a daughter and two sons, but her husband died in battle. She avenged him, leading the O’Flahertys in a raid during which she showed great courage and captured her enemies’ island bastion.

Irish law, however, forbade her to take the clan’s leadership and her husband’s cousin succeeded him. Grace took the O’Flaherty men that were still loyal to her and returned to her father’s territory. She then began her career as a pirate and quickly established a reputation as a skilled admiral, using her knowledge of the coves and reefs of western Ireland. She raided merchant fleets in the seas between Scotland, England and the Continent. Grace was so successful that she even managed to recruit men from enemy clans.

Grace then strengthened her territory by marrying , another important chieftain: Richard-an-Iarainn,”Richard-In-Iron”, Burke. It was said that she stipulated that the marriage was for a year only and that each party would then be able to withdraw if needed. She reportedly waited until she had control of his lands, took over his castle and shouted from the battlements “I dismiss you!”. The two nonetheless remained married, at least in name only.

Grace and Richard had a son together, named Tibbott-ne-Long (”Toby of the ships”) because a was born at sea. The day after Grace had given birth, her ship was reportedly attacked by Turkish corsairs. Her men were overwhelmed and called for her. She got out of bed and said “May you be seven times worse in one year, seeing you can’t manage for even one day without me”. She then grabbed two blunderbusses and fired them at the Turkish, saying “Take this from an infidel hand!” She then managed to capture the enemy ship.

In 1577, she was captured by the Great Earl of Desmond, but was released 18 months later, with the condition that she would help to curb her husband who was involved in a rebellion. She, however, took advantage of the situation to join forces with him.

Richard died in 1583. Grace pursued her activities, but was captured again in 1586 and freed when her son-in-law exchanged himself for her. Her son Owen was later murdered by Richard Bingham, the British governor of Connacht. Grace rose against him, calling on Scottish mercenaries. She led deadly ambushes, appearing and disappearing as she came.

In 1592, Bingham raided her territory at Clare Island and captured her fleet. She escaped to Ulster where she took refuge with the local clans. Grace decided to petition queen Elizabeth I. In July 1593, she sent a letter asking that her two surviving sons might hold their lands by the right of English law. She also pleaded the queen to “grant her some reasonable maintenance for the little time she has to live”. She promised in return to “invade with sword and fire all your Highness enemies”. The queen sent her 18 “Articles of Interrogatory” that Grace filled.

She was then summoned to Greenwich Palace. The queen reportedly offered her a fancy handkerchief. Grace used it to whip her nose and then threw it into the fire. A courtier called her on her behavior, saying that in England no one threw handkerchiefs into the fire but she answered: “ What? You save a dirty piece of cloth? The queen may do this, but not I”.

Elizabeth granted her the pension and asked that her son Tibbott-ne-Long, who was held by Bingham, should be set free. In 1595, Bingham was recalled in disgrace. So Grace, who was at that time more than 60, went back to pirating. She ultimately remembered her commitment to the queen and put her son Tibbott-ne-Long in charge of her fleet, asking him to fight for Elizabeth. She died the same year as the queen, in 1603.

Bibliography:

Druett Joan, She-captains, heroines and hellions of the sea

Sjoholm Barbara, The pirate queen: in search of Grace O’Malley and other legendary women of the sea

Sook Ducombe Laura, Pirate women, the princesses, prostitutes and privateers who ruled the seven seas

#grace o'malley #history #women in history #warrior women #pirate women #badass women #ireland #irish history #Elizabeth I #16th century #war #military history

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charlottemadison42 · 4 years ago

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Good Omens Fluff Recs

I’ve been putting this off for months, and I should tag everyone and rate everything, but frankly I’ll never do this if I don’t just DO IT so lightning round here ya go! All of these are great! Read or reread them! Author usernames are from ao3. SO MUCH MORE in my bookmarks here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/charlottemadison/bookmarks

If you need a resounding defeat of Pestilence and some BAMF Aziraphale / holycatsandrabbits https://archiveofourown.org/works/20379514

Aziraphale-as-Crowley claims at Crowley's trial that the reason they're immune is they're sleeping together, though they're not (yet) / noodlefrog https://archiveofourown.org/works/20144995

Just some of the Best Banter at a party / caricari https://archiveofourown.org/works/20829725

A holiday in Scotland / justkeeptrekkin https://archiveofourown.org/works/19181242

a very fluffy post-apocalypse get-together / kitcat_italica https://archiveofourown.org/works/20821118

"What do we do after Armageddon?" "I rather thought I might seduce you." / electrarhodes https://archiveofourown.org/works/21315871

Crowley ducks into a church without thinking / shinyopals https://archiveofourown.org/works/22020571

fake relationship office AU / artenon https://archiveofourown.org/works/21823753

they bake bread / summerofspock https://archiveofourown.org/works/21538114

Crowley saves all of Azirapahle's ansaphone messages / rebeccasteventaylor https://archiveofourown.org/works/21617401

Pip pip! / DaniGetYourGun (SharkbaitHooHaHa) https://archiveofourown.org/works/22378777

Crowley's love language is [giving] gifts / triedunture https://archiveofourown.org/works/20354068

Aziraphale feels Crowley's love, always / cyankelpie https://archiveofourown.org/works/22110529/

another one where they raise the Antichrist together / mygalfriday (brinneyfriday) https://archiveofourown.org/works/22469857

just read this one, it's so short, do it / attheborder https://archiveofourown.org/works/22444783

grown-up Adam talks with Crowley in the kitchen at a party, I cannot recommend this one enough, it has my heart / caricari https://archiveofourown.org/works/20926025

a pirate abduction / nevernooitniet https://archiveofourown.org/works/22162207

food blogger aziraphale, neighbor crowley, fake marriage, bam / curtaincall https://archiveofourown.org/works/21816394

aziraphale can't stop touching crowley's hair / amerande https://archiveofourown.org/works/22424311

Stardust AU / ladyshipwreck https://archiveofourown.org/works/22447141

God's plans keep getting ruined / atalan https://archiveofourown.org/works/21124283

Az teaches Cro to seduce properly / sleepymccoy https://archiveofourown.org/works/23117041

they get drunk married in Vegas / seventhstar https://archiveofourown.org/works/20104660

Crowley thinks it hurts when he touches the angel / forthegreatergood https://archiveofourown.org/works/19898671

My Personal Comfort Amnesia Fic, feat. Eden Crawly in present-day Soho / fyre https://archiveofourown.org/works/22118713

they get a kitten, also some nice smut / emmagrant101 https://archiveofourown.org/works/20170075

500 ways to discorporate a demon / lise https://archiveofourown.org/works/21153596

800 words of glory, "Make Something" / liquid_lyrium https://archiveofourown.org/works/23135404

theatre company AU that gets me right in the feels / waywarder https://archiveofourown.org/works/23403856

Az is human Crowley's guardian angel, Crowley’s good with animals & bad at everything else, bonus Dagon rights / holycatsandrabbits https://archiveofourown.org/works/24074503

Scarlet Pimpernel / rfsmiley https://archiveofourown.org/works/23735920/

Wing grooming during the Cold War / forthegreatergood https://archiveofourown.org/works/21784261

When Aziraphale’s horny, it...affects a certain demon / magnolia822 https://archiveofourown.org/works/21722968

Aziraphale tries wooing demon-style / bookwormgal https://archiveofourown.org/works/22545061

The Sweetest 11k bakery AU / NohaIjiachi https://archiveofourown.org/works/24219814

a much longer, rated E bakery AU / etheostoma https://archiveofourown.org/works/19258765

You've Got Kudos (they both write fanfic) / curtaincall https://archiveofourown.org/works/20767514

a favorite fantasy adventure quest with epic witty banter / zehwulf https://archiveofourown.org/works/24484123

a wonderful Beauty & the Beast AU / atalan https://archiveofourown.org/works/24475672

omg they were roommates / naromoreau https://archiveofourown.org/works/25817677

The Waffle House fight AU, yes i meant that, read it / chubbyhornedequine https://archiveofourown.org/works/25342495

St. George & the Demon / cheeseanonioncrisps https://archiveofourown.org/works/19849135

the Prince and the Gardener / soft_october https://archiveofourown.org/works/20821976

cute drunk snek / entanglednow https://archiveofourown.org/works/26457964

Aziraphale gets domestic / idiopathicsmile https://archiveofourown.org/works/19705429

an enchanter and an enchanted object / curriebelle https://archiveofourown.org/works/22357027

on the ethics of asking your professor on a date / melayneseahawk https://archiveofourown.org/works/25812784

Frog and Lizard are Friends / nightbloomingcereus https://archiveofourown.org/works/26124658

When Harry Met Sally but GOmens / curtaincall https://archiveofourown.org/works/23530069

French Kiss AU / Fyre https://archiveofourown.org/works/25205377/

Old West AU, pining homesteader melancholy, it’s so beautiful / tenandi https://archiveofourown.org/works/22824448

there is a Misunderstanding but at least they’re always on the same side / theinkwell33 https://archiveofourown.org/works/19716790

Telephone friends across the ages, or, Crowley has no idea what the human lifespan is, really / zehwulf https://archiveofourown.org/works/25374517/

#good omens #fic rec

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teruthecreator · 5 years ago

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poorly summarize everything that’s happened in grad so far for me, the clown who has only listened to 2 episodes (totally for goofs please don’t stress kbdjdjssk)

nah nah nah okay dont even sweat it i GOT YOU. okay so, the basics:

we got three whores to focus on. ignore all other npcs only two of them are mentioned regularly. the whores being:

sniveling little bitch who’s imposter syndrome is almost as fat as his ass

pirates of the caribbean in scotland

mossy rock w funny accent

now you think the main setting would be the school theyre at, right? wrong. this is also barely mentioned, save for the scattered Actual Class Scenes

currently (as of ep 16) they’re on spring semester freshman year. yknow, the semester of college where u suddenly decide to change ur major and start trying to join a sorority.

now we got that all covered, we talk Plot (as much plot as i remember):

think of Sky High. remember the dynamics there? that’s here too. in the beginning eps, all three whores are lame little lackeys just getting through gen eds. imposter syndrome bitch also got a superiority complex over his gifted-kid-related trauma about this

(once again, important to note the classes have No Meaning to the plot.)

pirates of the caribbean also learns from Mysterious Bird Man that his mother belonged to The Masons: But Make It Fantasy.

sentient mossy rock also sometimes does things without knowing why. is he dissociating?? no. you’ll find out why in a second.

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FIRST MISSION: they issue a subpoena to a rock monster. mossy rock man pick up cool crystal. the whores learn there are some lil holy-holes torn into spacetime that weren’t there before! neat!

OH YEAH ALSO IMPORTANT. IMPOSTER SYNDROME GETS A SON HIS NAME IS SNIPPERS HE IS ACTUALLY THE MOST IMPORTANT CHARACTER IN THE SHOW CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE

anyway, scottish jack sparrow joins the masons and is assigned his first solid snake mission: find out all the hot goss on imposter syndrome.

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THEN ITS WINTER BREAK. they fight some imps. travis was way too proud of this bit. imposter syndrome and scot sparrow are a little homoerotic.

and also a random npc is written out of the story which makes imposter syndrome paranoid.

somewhere around winter break imposter syndrome gets promoted to Disney Villain by the Main Headmaster. this will be important Kind Of.

imposter syndrome and sentient moss have a convo and decide they cant trust Disney’s Pirates Of the Caribbean Ride In Scotland bc he sneaks out too much to get schwasty w the masons.

mossman admits he doesn’t know what he’s doing sometimes (me too buddy) and imposter syndrome clocks his vibe and finds out he’s been brainwashed! swag

because of the removed npc, the government sends Random Woman With A Nice Name to watch over class proceedings. remember when sometimes the principal would sit in on classes for teacher’s performance reviews?? like that but more Law & Order.

moss admits to nice woman that he’s afraid bc his brain got yoinked. she gives him a listening device to help. this literally becomes useless within the next episode.

imposter syndrome talks abt his paranoia w nice woman bc he thinks he’s gonna die. pirate boy talks abt his insecurity complex bc he thinks the hot himbo he lives w doesnt like him.

these conversations happen in succession.

also pirates of the caribbean finds out imposter syndrome is....an imposter! sends a nicely written, lightly homoerotic letter home to his imposter’s mom to get the facts.

those facts being he’s actually a country bumpkin himbo.

mossy cobblestone gets mindwiped to run to the Other Headmaster, and imposter and pirate follow. they learn that green top actually gave the headmaster permission to wipe his mind clean bc he has a rlly low deception roll, and also the real Main Headmaster is a dog bc travis runs this game. which makes Main Headmaster That Promoted Imposter Syndrome...An Imposter!!!

Other Headmaster explains in order to un-dog this man (and un-bird the npc who got removed from the plot but is suddenly back) he needs the apple from Snow White. currently two herds of centaurs are fighting over it, so they gotta Nab It.

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SECOND MISSION. i can summarize this real quick:

they talk to the horsepeople and find out the leaders are stubborn exes

they talk to a forest god who basically gives them the Wonderland Treatment

they talk to a shitty wizard

said shitty wizard curses imposter syndrome

Pirates of the Caribbean 4: The Scotland Story is homoerotic at imposter syndrome’s comatosed body while Minecraft Steve finds out the apple was a lie (haha get it portal joke hahaha--)

imposter syndrome finds out his magic was given to him by Sexy Deity Person Who My Girlfriend Really Likes Talking About

a single dirt block learns shitty wizard basically framed them for stealing and trying to incite a war between the herds

imposter syndrome wakes up next to pirate man and its gay, but then theyre both arrested for treason

Imposter Syndrome Rips A Man’s Hand Off

they get the apple

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THE END :) <3

#taz graduation #taz fitzroy #taz argo #taz firbolg #taz grad spoilers #(sort of)#ignorance cloud on #this actually took time and is probably incoherent but u said u wanted a shitty explanation so #thanks josh!!

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all-things-are-nothing-to-me · 4 years ago

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The New Nihilism

It feels increasingly difficult to tell the difference between—on one hand—being old, sick, and defeated, and—on the other hand—living in a time-&-place that is itself senile, tired, and defeated. Sometimes I think it’s just me—but then I find that some younger, healthier people seem to be undergoing similar sensations of ennui, despair, and impotent anger. Maybe it’s not just me.

A friend of mine attributed the turn to disillusion with “everything”, including old-fashioned radical/activist positions, to disappointment over the present political regime in the US, which was somehow expected to usher in a turn away from the reactionary decades since the 1980s, or even a “progress” toward some sort of democratic socialism. Although I myself didn’t share this optimism (I always assume that anyone who even wants to be President of the US must be a psychopathic murderer) I can see that “youth” suffered a powerful disillusionment at the utter failure of Liberalism to turn the tide against Capitalism Triumphalism. The disillusion gave rise to OCCUPY and the failure of OCCUPY led to a move toward sheer negation.

However I think this merely political analysis of the “new nothing” may be too two-dimensional to do justice to the extent to which all hope of “change” has died under Kognitive Kapital and the technopathocracy. Despite my remnant hippy flower- power sentiments I too feel this “terminal” condition (as Nietzsche called it), which I express by saying, only half-jokingly, that we have at last reached the Future, and that the truly horrible truth of the End of the World is that it doesn’t end.

One big J.G. Ballard/Philip K. Dick shopping mall from now till eternity, basically.

This IS the future—how do you like it so far? Life in the Ruins: not so bad for the bourgeoisie, the loyal servants of the One Percent. Air-conditioned ruins! No Ragnarok, no Rapture, no dramatic closure: just an endless re-run of reality TV cop shows. 2012 has come and gone, and we’re still in debt to some faceless bank, still chained to our screens.

Most people—in order to live at all—seem to need around themselves a penumbra of “illusion” (to quote Nietzsche again):—that the world is just rolling along as usual, some good days some bad, but in essence no different now than in 10000 BC or 1492 AD or next year. Some even need to believe in Progress, that the Future will solve all our problems, and even that life is much better for us now than for (say) people in the 5th century AD. We live longer thanx to Modern Science—of course our extra years are largely spent as “medical objects”—sick and worn out but kept ticking by Machines & Pills that spin huge profits for a few megacorporations & insurance companies. Nation of Struldbugs.

True, we’re suffocating in the mire generated by our rule of sick machines under the Numisphere of Money. At least ten times as much money now exists than it would take to buy the whole world—and yet species are vanishing space itself is vanishing, icecaps melting, air and water grown toxic, culture grown toxic, landscape sacrificed to fracking and megamalls, noise-fascism, etc, etc. But Science will cure all that ills that Science has created—in the Future (in the “long run”, when we’re all dead, as Lord Keynes put it); so meanwhile we’ll carry on consuming the world and shitting it out as waste—because it’s convenient & efficient & profitable to do so, and because we like it.

Well, this is all a bunch of whiney left-liberal cliches, no? Heard it before a million times. Yawn. How boring, how infantile, how useless. Even if it were all true... what can we do about it? If our Anointed Leaders can’t or won’t stop it, who will? God? Satan? The “People”?

All the fashionable “solutions” to the “crisis”, from electronic democracy to revolutionary violence, from locavorism to solar-powered dingbats, from financial market regulation to the General Strike—all of them, however ridiculous or sublime, depend on one preliminary radical change—a seismic shift in human consciousness. Without such a change all the hope of reform is futile. And if such a change were somehow to occur, no “reform” would be necessary. The world would simply change. The whales would be saved. War no more. And so on.

What force could (even in theory) bring about such a shift? Religion? In 6,000 years of organized religion matters have only gotten worse. Psychedelic drugs in the reservoirs? The Mayan calendar? Nostalgia? Terror?

If catastrophic disaster is now inevitable, perhaps the “Survivalist” scenario will ensue, and a few brave millions will create a green utopia in the smoking waste. But won’t Capitalism find a way to profit even from the End of the World? Some would claim that it’s doing so already. The true catastrophe may be the final apotheosis of commodity fetishism.

Let’s assume for the sake of argument that this paradise of power tools and back-up alarms is all we’ve got & all we’re going to get. Capitalism can deal with global warming—it can sell water-wings and disaster insurance. So it’s all over, let’s say—but we’ve still got television & Twitter. Childhood’s End—i.e. the child as ultimate consumer, eager for the brand. Terrorism or home shopping network—take yr pick (democracy means choice).

Since the death of the Historical Movement of the Social in 1989 (last gasp of the hideous “short” XXth century that started in 1914) the only “alternative” to Capitalist Neo-Liberal totalitarianism that seems to have emerged is religious neo-fascism. I understand why someone would want to be a violent fundamentalist bigot—I even sympathize—but just because I feel sorry for lepers doesn’t mean I want to be one.

When I attempt to retain some shreds of my former antipessimism I fantasize that History may not be over, that some sort of Populist Green Social Democracy might yet emerge to challenge the obscene smugness of “Money Interests”—something along the lines of 1970s Scandinavian monarcho-socialism—which in retrospect now looks the most humane form of the State ever to have emerged from the putrid suck-hole of Civilization. (Think of Amsterdam in its heyday.) Of course as an anarchist I’d still have to oppose it—but at least I’d have the luxury of believing that, in such a situation, anarchy might actually stand some chance of success. Even if such a movement were to emerge, however, we can rest damn-well assured it won’t happen in the USA. Or anywhere in the ghost-realm of dead Marxism, either. Maybe Scotland!

It would seem quite pointless to wait around for such a rebirth of the Social. Years ago many radicals gave up all hope of The Revolution, and the few who still adhere to it remind me of religious fanatics. It might be soothing to lapse into such doctrinaire revolutionism, just as it might be soothing to sink into mystical religion—but for me at least both options have lost their savor. Again, I sympathize with those true believers (although not so much when they lapse into authoritarian leftism or fascism)— nevertheless, frankly, I’m too depressed to embrace their Illusions.

If the End-Time scenario sketched above be considered actually true, what alternatives might exist besides suicidal despair? After much thought I’ve come up with three basic strategies.

1) Passive Escapism. Keep your head down, don’t make waves. Capitalism permits all sorts of “lifestyles” (I hate that word)—just pick one & try to enjoy it. You’re even allowed to live as a dirt farmer without electricity & infernal combustion, like a sort of secular Amish refusnik. Well, maybe not. But at least you could flirt with such a life. “Smoke Pot, Eat Chicken, Drink Tea,” as we used to say in the 60s in the Moorish Church of America, our psychedelic cult. Hope they don’t catch you. Fit yourself into some Permitted Category such as Neo-Hippy or even Anabaptist.

2) Active Escapism. In this scenario you attempt to create the optimal conditions for the emergence of Autonomous Zones, whether temporary, periodic or even (semi)permanent. In 1984 when I first coined the term Temporary Autonomous Zone (TAZ)

I envisioned it as a complement to The Revolution—although I was already, to be truthful, tired of waiting for a moment that seemed to have failed in 1968. The TAZ would give a taste or premonition of real liberties: in effect you would attempt to live as if the Revolution had already occurred, so as not to die without ever having experienced “free freedom” (as Rimbaud called it, liberte libre). Create your own pirate utopia.

Of course the TAZ can be as brief & simple as a really good dinner party, but the true autonomist will want to maximize the potential for longer & deeper experiences of authentic lived life. Almost inevitably this will involve crime, so it’s necessary to think like a criminal, not a victim. A “Johnson” as Burroughs used to say—not a “mark”. How else can one live (and live well) without Work. Work, the curse of the thinking class. Wage slavery. If you’re lucky enough to be a successful artist, you can perhaps achieve relative autonomy without breaking any obvious laws (except the laws of good taste, perhaps). Or you could inherit a million. (More than a million would be a curse.) Forget revolutionary morality—the question is, can you afford your taste of freedom? For most of us, crime will be not only a pleasure but a necessity. The old anarcho-Illegalists showed the way: individual expropriation. Getting caught of course spoils the whole thing—but risk is an aspect of self-authenticity.

One scenario I’ve imagined for active Escapism would be to move to a remote rural area along with several hundred other libertarian socialists—enough to take over the local government (municipal or even county) and elect or control the sheriffs & judges, the parent/teacher association, volunteer fire department and even the water authority. Fund the venture with cultivation of illegal phantastice and carry on a discreet trade. Organize as a “Union of Egoists” for mutual benefit & ecstatic pleasures—perhaps under the guise of “communes” or even monasteries, who cares. Enjoy it as long as it lasts.

I know for a fact that this plan is being worked on in several places in America—but of course I’m not going to say where.

Another possible model for individual escapists might be the nomadic adventurer. Given that the whole world seems to be turning into a giant parking lot or social network, I don’t know if this option remains open, but I suspect that it might. The trick would be to travel in places where tourists don’t—if such places still exist—and to involve oneself in fascinating and dangerous situations. For example if I were young and healthy I’d’ve gone to France to take part in the TAZ that grew around resistance to the new airport—or to Greece—or Mexico—wherever the perverse spirit of rebellion crops up. The problem here is of course funding. (Sending back statues stuffed with hash is no longer a good idea.) How to pay for yr life of adventure? Love will find a way. It doesn’t matter so much if one agrees with the ideals of Tahrir Square or Zucotti Park—the point is just to be there.

3. Revenge. I call it Zarathustra’s Revenge because as Nietzsche said, revenge may be second rate but it’s not nothing. One might enjoy the satisfaction of terrifying the bastards for at least a few moments. Formerly I advocated “Poetic Terrorism” rather than actual violence, the idea being that art could be wielded as a weapon. Now I’ve rather come to doubt it. But perhaps weapons might be wielded as art. From the sledgehammer of the Luddites to the black bomb of the attentat, destruction could serve as a form of creativity, for its own sake, or for purely aesthetic reasons, without any illusions about revolution. Oscar Wilde meets the acte gratuit: a dandyism of despair.

What troubles me about this idea is that it seems impossible to distinguish here between the action of post-leftist anarcho-nihilists and the action of post-rightist neo-traditionalist reactionaries. For that matter, a bomb may as well be detonated by fundamentalist fanatics—what difference would it make to the victims or the “innocent bystanders”? Blowing up a nanotechnology lab—why shouldn’t this be the act of a desperate monarchist as easily as that of a Nietzschean anarchist?

In a recent book by Tiqqun (Theory of Bloom), it was fascinating to come suddenly across the constellation of Nietzsche, Rene Guenon, Julius Evola, et al. as examples of a sharp and just critique of the Bloom syndrome—i.e., of progress-as-illusion. Of course the “beyond left and right” position has two sides—one approaching from the left, the other from the right. The European New Right (Alain de Benoist & his gang) are big admirers of Guy Debord, for a similar reason (his critique, not his proposals).

The post-left can now appreciate Traditionalism as a reaction against modernity just as the neo-traditionalists can appreciate Situationism. But this doesn’t mean that post-anarchist anarchists are identical with post-fascism fascists!

I’m reminded of the situation in fin-de-siecle France that gave rise to the strange alliance between anarchists and monarchists; for example the Cerce Proudhon. This surreal conjunction came about for two reasons: a) both factions hated liberal democracy, and b) the monarchists had money. The marriage gave birth to weird progeny, such as Georges Sorel. And Mussolini famously began his career as an Individualist anarchist!

Another link between left & right could be analyzed as a kind of existentialism; once again Nietzsche is the founding parent here, I think. On the left there were thinkers like Gide or Camus. On the right, that illuminated villain Baron Julius Evola used to tell his little ultra-right groupuscules in Rome to attack the Modern World—even though the restoraton of tradition was a hopeless dream—if only as an act of magical self-creation. Being trumps essence. One must cherish no attachment to mere results. Surely Tiqqun’s advocacy of the “perfect Surrealist act” (firing a revolver at random into a crowd of “innocent by-standers”) partakes of this form of action-as-despair. (Incidentally I have to confess that this is the sort of thing that has always—to my regret—prevented my embracing Surrealism: it’s just too cruel. I don’t admire de Sade, either.)

Of course, as we know, the problem with the Traditionalists is that they were never traditional enough. They looked back at a lost civilization as their “goal” (religion, mysticism, monarchism, arts-&-crafts, etc.) whereas they should have realized that the real tradition is the “primordial anarchy” of the Stone Age, tribalism, hunting/gathering, animism—what I call the Neanderthal Liberation Front. Paul Goodman used the term “Neolithic Conservatism” to describe his brand of anarchism—but “Paleolithic Reaction” might be more appropriate!

The other major problem with the Traditionalist Right is that the entire emotional tone of the movement is rooted in self-repression. Here a rough Reichean analysis suffices to demonstrate that the authoritarian body reflects a damaged soul, and that only anarchy is compatible with real self-realization.

The European New Right that arose in the 90s still carries on its propaganda—and these chaps are not just vulgar nationalist chauvenist anti-semitic homophobic thugs—they’re intellectuals & artists. I think they’re evil, but that doesn’t mean I find them boring. Or even wrong on certain points. They also hate the nanotechnologists!

Although I attempted to set off a few bombs back in the 1960s (against the war in Vietnam) I’m glad, on the whole, that they failed to detonate (technology was never my metier). It saves me from wondering if I would’ve experienced “moral qualms”. Instead I chose the path of the propagandist and remained an activist in anarchist media from 1984 to about 2004. I collaborated with the Autonomedia publishing collective, the IWW, the John Henry Mackay Society (Left Stirnerites) and the old NYC Libertarian Book Club (founded by comrades of Emma Goldman, some of whom I knew, & who are now all dead). I had a radio show on WBAI (Pacifica) for 18 years. I lectured all over Europe and East Europe in the 90s. I had a very nice time, thank you. But anarchism seems even farther off now than it looked in 1984, or indeed in 1958, when I first became an anarchist by reading George Harriman’s Krazy Kat. Well, being an existentialist means you never have to say you’re sorry.

In the last few years in anarchist circles there’s appeared a trend “back” to Stirner/Nietzsche Individualism—because after all, who can take revolutionary anarcho-communism or syndicalism seriously anymore? Since I’ve adhered to this Individualist position for decades (although tempered by admiration for Charles Fourier and certain “spiritual anarchists” like Gustave Landauer) I naturally find this trend agreeable.

“Green anarchists” & AntiCivilization Neo-primitivists seem (some of them) to be moving toward a new pole of attraction, nihilism. Perhaps neo-nihilism would serve as a better label, since this tendency is not simply replicating the nihilism of the Russian narodniks or the French attentatists of circa 1890 to 1912, however much the new nihilists look to the old ones as precursors. I share their critique—in fact I think I’ve been mirroring it to a large extent in this essay: creative despair, let’s call it. What I do not understand however is their proposal—if any. “What is to be done?” was originally a nihilist slogan, after all, before Lenin appropriated it. I presume that my option #1, passive escape, would not suit the agenda. As for Active Escapism, to use the suffix “ism” implies some form not only of ideology but also some action. What is the logical outcome of this train of thought?

As an animist I experience the world (outside Civilization) as essentially sentient. The death of God means the rebirth of the gods, as Nietzsche implied in his last “mad” letters from Turin— the resurrection of the great god PAN—chaos, Eros, Gaia, & Old Night, as Hesiod put it—Ontological anarchy, Desire, Life itself, & the Darkness of revolt & negation—all seem to me as real as they need to be.

I still adhere to a certain kind of spiritual anarchism—but only as heresy and paganism, not as orthodoxy and monotheism. I have great respect for Dorothy Day—her writing influenced me in the 60s—and Ivan Illich, whom I knew personally—but in the end I cannot deal with the cognitive dissonance between anarchism and the Pope! Nevertheless I can believe in the re-paganaziation of monotheism. I hold to this pagan tradition because I sense the universe as alive, not as “dead matter.” As a life-long psychedelicist I have always thought that matter & spirit are identical, and that this fact alone legitimizes what Theory calls “desire”.

From this p.o.v. the phrase “revolution of everyday life” still seems to have some validity—if only in terms of the second proposal, Active Escapism or the TAZ. As for the third possibility— Zarathustra’s Revenge—this seems like a possible path for the new nihilism, at least from a philosophical perspective. But since I am unable personally to advocate it, I leave the question open.

But here—I think—is the point at which I both meet with & diverge from the new nihilism. I too seem to believe that Predatory Capitalism has won and that no revolution is possible in the classical sense of that term. But somehow I can’t bring myself to be “against everything.” Within the Temporary Autonomous Zone there still seems to persist the possibility of “authentic life,” if only for a moment—and if this position amounts to mere Escapism, then let us become Houdini. The new surge of interest in Individualism is obviously a response to the Death of the Social. But does the new nihilism imply the death even of the individual and the “union of egoists” or Nietzschean free spirits? On my good days, I like to think not.

No matter which of the three paths one takes (or others I can’t yet imagine) it seems to me that the essential thing is not to collapse into mere apathy. Depression we may have to accept, impotent rage we may have to accept, revolutionary pessimism we may have to accept. But as e.e. cummings (anarchist poet) said, there is some shit we will not take, lest we simply become the enemy by default. Can’t go on, must go on. Cultivate rosebuds, even selfish pleasures, as long as a few birds & flowers still remain. Even love may not be impossible...

#hakim bey #Nihilism #t.a.z.#anarchism

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The Five Stages of Grief (Sam Drake x Reader) PART TWO

PART ONE

Summary: Samuel Drake is dead to the world, stuck in a prison for a crime he did not commit for the rest of eternity.

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Two years stuck with Rafe Adler. Two years of living in Scotland in a grand apartment he hated. Two years of having to see Rafe’s smug face every month while Sam busted his ass looking in the Saint Dismas Cathedral. Just when he thought he was free, he was practically owned by Rafe. He had no personal money and nowhere to go so he stayed.

Most nights he drowned himself in booze, hookers, nicotine, anything that would quell the ache in his heart. After years and years of solitude, Sam thought he deserved the party. Rafe didn’t care that Sam spent his money on such foolish things, he was filthy rich, Sam bought more cigarette boxes than he could count, a pack of cigarettes in prison was like a goldbar, so he stocked up on them to feel rich. Force of habit. But it did not stop the guilt, it felt wrong to sleep with other women, it felt wrong to drink without you. He missed you, he did, but he knew that chapter was over.

But eventually he got tired of it, he had found enough clues to gather his own case and look for Henry Avery’s treasure with Nathan. He had been keeping tabs on Nathan, it was true, he had been married, worked for some diving company. He had even found a few of Nathan’s old contacts, a flirtatious woman named Chloe and a brute British man named Cutter. He had them both sworn to secrecy, both of them would rather Nathan be oblivious and remain in his happy, boring, normal life.

He was too afraid to look you up.

Sam felt guilty about coming so abruptly into Nathan’s life again. It wasn’t fair, he knew that, but Rafe did not deserve the treasure and it was him and his brother’s legacy to find it. He wondered how Nathan would react to finding out his older brother was alive.

He tracked down Saint Dismas’ cross weeks ago. So here he stood, knocking on his little brother’s work, early in the morning. His heart was pounding wildly.. he was finally seeing Nathan. Guilt wrecked havoc inside of him, he knew it was wrong to lie to him, to come so suddenly back into his life. But Sam needed the adventure, it was selfish but he had earned it.

“We’re not open yet,” Nathan called out.

It was really him.

Sam knocked again, louder.

“We’re closed!” Nathan shouted back.

Sam knocked insistently.

“Come on, man, alright! I’m coming, I’m coming..” Nathan huffed. He heard the door click..

“Yeah, can I help you?”

“Yeah I’m uh, looking for my little brother. He’s about your height, a little bit leaner, definitely less grays in the temple.”

Nathan’s eyes were wide, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Sam?”

Hearing Nathan say his name again was like music to his ears, he never even thought he would see him again. Nathan was older now, he looked different but it was still him. He was still his baby brother.

“It’s good to see you again, Nathan.”

•••

“And you’re sure he’s in this motel?” You confirmed, Elena nodded, anger spread across her face. She was so disappointed in him.

“I’m certain. A name was registered under ‘Harry Flynn’.”

“Really? He chose Flynn?” You rolled your eyes. Elena shot you a look, not the time for jokes..

You walked her to the motel, you managed to bribe the receptionist for a key to the room. King’s Bay was humid, your clothes stuck to you making every movement more uncomfortable.

Elena called you two nights ago, she explained that she believed Nathan was lying to her, and that Sully had all but confirmed it. Sully didn’t outright say yes or no, but she knew. You lived in New Orleans with them, a few streets over from their house. Elena was your best friend. Nathan was like your brother. So, here you were, King’s Bay. Walking into a rundown motel, ready to confront her idiot husband. You were upset with Nathan too, especially for hurting Elena. There was shitstorm brewing, and you would undoubtedly take Elena’s side.

Elena looked back at you, you looked at her with sympathy.

“Good luck,” You said to her, giving her a quick hug. She nodded and shut the door, you went around the corner to wait for her.

God, Nathan was so dumb, you leaned against the wall and waited. King’s Bay was nice this time of the year, besides the humidity. Maybe if things got messy you would take a walk around the block. What Nathan and Elena were about to step into was personal.. you didn’t want to be anywhere near that right now.

A motorcycle pulled up to the motel, you heard Nathan begin talking. Something about a chase? Shoreline? What the hell was he going on about? You didn’t want to risk it, they could easily spot you if you even popped your head around the corner.

They entered the room.

Silence for a few minutes, you tapped your foot nervously. Elena needed you right now. The humidity was especially suffocating, or maybe it was because you were anxious too.

Then you heard her exit quietly and you let our the breath you had been holding.

“Elena!” You called out to her. “What happened?”

Elena continued walking, she wanted to get as far away from that room as possible. “He lied to me, again. All he does is lie,” She said bitterly fighting back tears.

You walked quickly to catch up with her stride, you were around the corner before she spoke again.

“I- I can’t do this anymore,” She told you, her voice cracking. She shook her head in disbelief.

“Elena, just breathe. What happened?” You said calmly, glancing back at the room.

“He’s looking for some pirate treasure - Henry Avery.”

Henry Avery..? Sam’s, Henry Avery? What the hell was going on.

“And, now he has a brother?” She breathed out.

“What?” Nathan brought up Sam?

“He told me his name is Sam. Nathan looks just like him,” Elena replied, she watched the confusion fill your eyes.

“He showed you a photo of Sam?”

“No, he’s in there. In the room.” She pointed to the motel.

You were speechless, you stared at the door. It couldn’t be true. There was no way.

“What’s going on?” Elena asked, she was the one being kept in the dark.

“I-“ You were at loss of words. There was no way he was in there, it simply wasn’t possible. Sam Drake was dead, you buried him years ago, but your eyes were fixed on the door. There was no way..

“Who is Sam?” She repeated, she was becoming worried.

“Sam is Nathan’s older brother.. he died years ago in a Panamanian jail.. Nathan and I don’t like talking about him,” You confessed, snapping out from your trance to look at her.

Her brows furrowed in confusion.

“We were dating.. And then fifteen years ago he died.. he told me was going to marry me after he found Henry Avery’s treasure.” Sam Drake was dead.. he died years and years ago.

“What?”

“It’s not possible.. he’s dead, Elena. Sam is dead and he’s been that way for a long time.” You blinked back tears, and yet your eyes kept trailing to that door.

“He’s in there. Sully even told me that it was him.”

“It can’t be true,” You mumbled.

“Just.. go, I’ll be waiting here for you,” She urged you to go to the door.

You nodded, that door felt like miles away, it felt like every step you took it got farther. Until you were right in front of it.

There’s no way..

You knocked.

“Elena?” Nathan opened the door quickly, expecting to see her instead.

You gathered your thoughts.

“Elena.. told me that she saw Sam.”

“Yeah, yeah she did..” Nathan trailed off, his voice quiet.

“What?” You could feel the tears coming on strong now.

“Sam?” Nathan turned around and called out his name.

Nathan moved out of the way, and suddenly there he was.

“Hi.”

Now you were truly speechless.

“No.. I.. I buried you a long time ago.”

“I’m still here.” It was like your hearts were beating as one, you couldn’t believe it, Sam was really here.

Tears fell from your eyes like silent raindrops.

“I’m home. I came back like I said.”

Sam promised you that he would come back and marry you.. except he lied. Nathan never told you the details of what happened to save your sanity.. but you assumed it was not a peaceful death. It kept you up at night.. thinking of how Sam probably suffered.

He stepped closer to you, walking slowly and fragile, like you were going to shatter.

“How?”

“I lived. Doctor patched me up and threw me back in,” He explained, he was right in front of you. You wanted to reach out and touch him, just to make sure he was real.

“If I knew you were still alive, I would-” Your voice broke.

“Shh.. I know. I know. I don’t blame you for anything.”

He pulled you into a hug. He was real.. he felt the same, his hug was still strong and secure and safe. He still smelt the same, he still loved you the same.

“God, I missed you so much,” You sobbed into his chest, he brushed your hair down. You were out of a sync without him.

Sam was dreading the day he would have had to knock on your door and disrupt everything, but instead, you knocked on his. He was scared to face you, to see how you changed without him. It was supposed to be you and him against the world.

Sam asked Nathan not to talk about you when they were in Italy.. Nathan was confused but he agreed. It was too painful for Sam to hear how you had gone to live your life without him in it.

“I missed you too,” He replied. It felt so good to hug you, two years ago he never thought he would ever even see you again, but now you were here in his arms. It felt.. almost wrong.. underneath that happiness there was the current of selfishness. You were a married woman.. he shouldn’t take so much pleasure in being hugged by you. But god, he did. He lied to Nathan and he was going to have to lie to you too.

You let your emotions get the best of you, you took his face in your hands, looking deeply into his eyes and you kissed him, feeling the tears drip down the side of your face.

Sam pushed you away after a few moments.. he looked shamefully away.

“We shouldn’t..”

You blinked in surprise. You were so stupid to have thought that things would be the same.

“Why?”

“Your husband.”

“What husband?” You asked.

“You’re married, aren’t you?”

You lifted up your left hand, “I was saving it for you.”

Rafe lied. He felt his blood get hot.. Rafe lied to him, took two years away from him and you being together, all to get Sam to stay.

You kissed him again, you really kissed him. He melted into your touch, all that anger and pain went away. All those years in prison meant nothing now, he was here and you were here. All those beatings, nightmares, pain, it meant absolutely nothing in your arms. And he was kissing you so lovingly, it was a welcome home kiss. It was a kiss that was a promise, that he would never leave your side again. And you knew it was true. It felt like it lasted forever, and you did not mind forever. Especially with how much time you lost being with him, forever seemed better than good.

•••

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celtfather · 2 years ago

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Blue Sun, 5 Things to Do in County Mayo, Ireland

The itinerary for my Celtic Invasion of Westport, Ireland is now online. Find out what my Firefly song, “Blue Sun”, has to do with Monopoly and Walmart. Get an Atlanta Food Recommendation. Then go out to eat with your own Celtery.

This is Sci Fi Pub Songs & Stories #264.

0:20 - Kilted Kings “Blue Sun” from Flower of Scotland

WELCOME TO SCI FI PUB SONGS & STORIES

I am Marc Gunn. This is the audio edition of my newsletter as well as the liner notes for the songs I record. You can follow this show at PubSong.net or send an email to pubsong@celtfather to sign up and get the MP3s for my songs featured in this episode.

3:10 - WHAT’S NEW: A NEW SHOW NAME

One of my weaknesses is sometimes I have to try something before I can see how effective it is. The past two episodes were called Atlanta Pub Songs & Stories because I wanted and still want to highlight things around Atlanta, where I currently live. The problem is I wasn’t sure what to do. Yes. I have a food recommendation coming up. But when I put myself in the shoes of potential listeners, like you, I just don’t see the Atlanta part as being useful for reaching an audience. More than likely, you’re interested in Sci Fi, fantasy, Celtic music and culture, or pop culture because that is what I do. Atlanta is not as essential to the music story even though most of my shows are located in this city.

And so, I’m pleased to introduce Sci Fi Pub Songs & Stories.

5:15 - UPCOMING SHOWS

FEB 9: Drinking Songs Concert on Bandcamp @ 7 PM ET

FEB 11: Pontoon Brewing, Sandy Springs, GA @ 12-3 PM

JUN 3-10: Celtic Invasion Vacations, County Mayo, Ireland

6:25 - CELTIC INVASION OF WESTPORT, IRELAND

This June, I’m bringing a small group of people to Westport, Ireland. I’d like you to join me.

Westport is part of the Wild Atlantic Way. That’s a spectacular, scenic route from Irishowen in County Donegal all the way down the west coast of Ireland to Kinsale in County Cork. It’s broken up into 14 stages, two of which are in the area we are staying, Achill Island and Clew Bay, and Westport to Clifden.

5 Things You Should Do in County Mayo, Ireland

Go to Matt Malloy’s Pub in Westport.

Visit Westport House and take a train around town to get to know the history behind the Irish of County Mayo

Hike up Croagh Patrick, This pilgrimage area has a story that St. Patrick himself scaled this mountain and fasted atop it for 40 days way back in 441 AD. It’s definitely a revered site in this area of the country, and can make for a great stop on any trip to the region.

Take a boat out to Clare Island to visit O’Malley Castle, one of the castles owned by the Pirate Queen, Grace O’Malley.

Take pictures all along the Wild Atlantic Way.

I completed the itinerary for the trip and already I think I scheduled way too much. There are so many fine castles, cliffs, and amazing things to see, not to mention the time I hope to spend in Matt Malloy’s listening to music. It’s gonna be an incredible trip.

I still have space for just two more people. If you’d like to join me in Ireland, hear me perform live in your living room, you won’t be sorry. It’s gonna be spectacular.

Check out the itinerary for the Celtic Invasion Vacations of Ireland 2023 and drop me an email to let me know that you want to go!

10:35 - Marc Gunn & Jamie Haeuser “Gypsy Rover” from How America Saved Irish Music

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14:35 - STAND AGAINST BLUE SUN CORPORATION AND GET LOCAL

I loved Monopoly as a kid. I taught Kenzie it. After just two games, I was kinda done. The game drags on just way too long. Unfortunately, Kenzie is not done with it. She loves it and makes us play as often as we will let her.

So I finally figured out how to endure the game. It’s a quick win or lose strategy. If you’re lucky enough to buy all the property as soon as possible, then demolish and win. If you’re not, do your best to lose and get out of the game as soon as possible.

Kind of sad. But that’s what a monopoly is. If you learned about early 20th century monopolies, it wasn’t much better. In fact, the woman who created the game was trying to teach people the evils of monopolies. Yet, we haven’t learned.

The government allowed Live Nation to create a monopoly of concert venues. Ticket sales for Taylor Swift’s summer tour busted their online system. Well, actually, it was already busted thanks to bootleggers.

Monopolies are one of the reasons I finished “Blue Sun”. But the song actually goes back before that, all the way back to the writing of “Monahan’s Mudder’s Milk”. That’s when I wrote the chorus.

Blue Sun. Blue Sun Another corporation with their hand on the gun Blue Sun. Blue Sun. Free yourself to run from Blue Sun.

Blue Sun is the corporation in the TV show Firefly with a seemingly nefarious background. You see their imagery on Jayne’s shirt, on the docks of Persephone, and other places.

The blue color makes me think of the Two by Two, Hands of Blue from the episode Ariel. I can’t help but wonder if a connection is there. It feels to me like Blue Sun is a monopoly that largely is in control or at least has a big blue hand in their Alliance government.

And because they have a monopoly, they can do what they want. They can also destroy what they want all in the name of profit for their investors.

I did my best to come up with what a bully corporation would do. That's what the first two verses are all about. It’s about subjugating the people they are supposed to “serve”.

They terraformed the lands of many fine worlds Then bloodied our hands with our boys and our girls They offered us cans of food that curdled And piled on chains by the ton.

You see their emblem emblazoned on crates On walls, on wombs, even on your dates You may fall victim to their seductive gaze So raise up your hands to shun

Now we come to the final idea that motivated writing this song. My family is from a small town in East Texas. It was never a super vibrant town. As a kid, it looked like they stopped growing as a community in prolly the 40s or 50s. But they did have a downtown area.

That downtown area disappeared when Walmart moved in. Walmart’s strategy was to build a big store on the edge of town. It offered low, low prices, on everything. We were all thrilled. That’s where I first experienced the store. I loved it.

Before long, the downtown of our local community was closed down.

You’ve prolly heard the term “Buy Local”. It took a while for me to understand that idea.

The fact is that we need to support our local community if we want to see it thrive and grow.

Much like “Monahan’s”, this song turns into a Woody Guthrie style protest song against corporations.

Their manacles we'll cast off our tired wrists. Their suits we'll pummel with our bloodied fists Cut through the red tape and expunge the vile cyst That cripples our will to run

So raise up your voice and shout to the firm Let those who control know what it feels like to squirm Their products we won't buy, but oh they shall burn For this is their will undone

I love the imagery in these verses. It is very down-to-earth. And fierce. Complete with burning their products in protest.

I made two recordings of this song. The Kilted Kings version features Randy Wothke on percussion. The As Long As I’m Flyin’ version has

Lyrics and music Marc Gunn Marc Gunn: autoharp, vocals Daniel Briggs: bass, mandolin, octave mandolin, vocals LT Panzarella: dumbek

So I wrote, this song, not just as a stance against corporations but also as a stance FOR small businesses, local organizations and companies and individuals and bands

24:25 - Marc Gunn “Blue Sun” from As Long As I’m Flyin’

26:50 - THANK YOU GUNN RUNNERS!

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28:01 - ATLANTA THAI FOOD RECOMMENDATION

My wife and friends tried going to a Trivia night with friends last Sunday. The one that looked most promising was in Sandy Springs. So we drove 30 minutes over there only to find the place was very smoky. Something I’m not big on.

Happily, we were close to Pontoon Brewing Company. We stopped and had a drink while we picked a place to have dinner.

We were all tired from the day. One of the closest places that sounded interesting was a Thai food restaurant. We drove over to Sweet Chili Thai Cuisine.

I love Thai but never have I loved it as much as I loved it here. There were four of us. We had four appetizers, three meals and two desserts. Every, single, dish, was, AMAZING!

The coconut soup was so creamy and delicious. They recommended Curry Puffs and WOW! The Basil Rolls were so fresh. The Nom Sod was delicious. Drunken Noodles, Spicy Green Beans, and Chef’s Catfish special. Omg!

They apparently just opened six months ago. So now is the time to go. Because this food was incredible. Oh! And the price was very reasonable for Thai food.

Go check out Sweet Chili Thai Cuisine.

31:26 - Marc Gunn “Botany Bay” from Going for Brogue

34:36 - ARE YOU CARRYING YOUR OWN CELTLERY?

You heard that right—Celtlery.

I’m looking for more eco-friendly merch that I can create and sell at shows. I finally packaged up one such item-Travel Celtlery.

How many times do you go to a lower-end restaurant where they give you a small plastic bag filled with plastic cutlery and a napkin that smells like pepper. You know what I’m talking about.

I find this so frustrating because no matter how many times I order out and I tell them no silverware is needed, they bring it.

What do we do with that stuff. You open it up. The plastic bag is not easily recycled. The plasticware usually goes straight into the trash.

One of the things I’m trying to teach myself to do is to bring my own cup and cutlery so I don’t have to use more plastic than I have to.

That’s why I’m trying out selling Travel Celtlery. This is a small bag to hold bambooware that you can take with you so you too don’t have to add to the plastic problem that is destroying our planet.

Right now, I have a small handful of Celtlery Bags in my store. What do you think of the idea? Want your own?

Shop for Celtlery now!

Oh! Shortly after writing this, I found a downloadable guide from Beyond Plastics about how to reduce plastic use at restaurants.

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38:08 - Marc Gunn with Mikey Mason “Tough Times” from Selcouth

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42:05 - CREDITS

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