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Tuesday, October 18, 2022

On The Road With Al And Ivy: A Literary Homeless Chronicle - Oct. 2022



“She is herself like an angel in revolt. On the judgment of these men, whose eyes are constantly on their superiors or staring at the floor, Jeanne expiates the crime of plain-speaking and of looking straight into the eyes of her adversaries.”

- The Trial Of Jeanne D’Arc (W.P. Barrett translation from the original Latin and French documents)

The origins of legends about witches and black cats were shrouded in mystery until 123,456 A.D. when the late Professor Ivy Of 'Shitzu U' began groundbreaking studies which unearthed heretofore suppressed Gospels from the early days of Christianity, known today by historians as "The Bro Club Age Of Enlightenment." 

"It was difficult to ascertain from historical accounts exactly when witches and black cats became besties, much less if women even existed," the Fluffy White Martyr For The Sacred Feminine stated in her 1986 book, Black Cats Are A-Holes, "Ancient historical accounts rarely mention females unless a famous dude became embroiled in a divorce, which was forbidden until Pope Grouchy McAllister III of the now defunct Middle Finger At Satan Church issued a Papal Edict in 12345 A.D. that stated, 'Divorce is now allowed as long as the sinful Jezebel is excommunicated beforehand and proper payment to the Pontiff made.'"

Imagine the shock the Good Professor experienced when discovering that witches had existed long before that term became common!

It was found that in the early dawn of the written word, in the ancient Egyptian chronicle, "To Jest Fikcja," the word to describe a female who was beautiful, smart, sassy, cute, and didn't put up with any man's shit, who naturally was Queen Khleopahtra, was accidentally changed from the "B Word" to the word "witch" by the autocorrect software at the time and the substitution of the letter W for B went unnoticed by male editors too busy looking at porn sites.

The Waggy Tailed Student Of History was able to confirm this aromatic fact by having a well-known Hacker (who chose to stay anonymous due to Federal warrants issued for his arrest) study the Egyptian autocorrect software, who confirmed that it is still in use today without changes to the algorithm and still consistently changes any term for a female to the word "witch," though "feminist man-hater" and "castrator" also appear to be common substitutions.

It goes without saying that the Shitzu Sage needed more proof!

Professor Ivy noted in her controversial book, Black Cats Created The Plague, that "The specious claim that witches and black cats team up to create evil spells and frustrate man's desire to achieve a life of casual sex and free sports cable needed to be confirmed by documentary sources written by women, who alone know what they think."

Men had given up any attempt to understand such matters after the edict by Pope Grouchy McAllister III in 567,890 A.D., which stated, "Qui quid femina cogitat!"

It took a whole ten minutes of Web surfing that was constantly interrupted by targeted pop-up ads that pitched gourmet dog food recipes and sundry chew toys, but Professor Ivy found several conspiracy theory sites that carried a multitude of conflicting versions of the infamous Lost Gospels Of Murgatroyd (now a book on Vella, first three chapters will be free) which purport to contain ancient accounts by women about the origins of the super duper friendship between witches and black kitties.

The Barking Bluestocking uncovered a monograph that escaped the torch by male inquisitors because it was written in woman code (using words longer than four letters) in an ancient Egyptian Celebrity cookbook written in 123,456 B.C. by Queen Khleopahtra called "Delicious Gluten Free Poison Recipes To Serve to Low-Down Adulterers."

The key phrase in that incendiary papyrus work was "Anī woman hǒu actſ lǒve ain man intransiciọ̄n  brandede ain witch a'd hē̆r kittī ain familiar in leaguæ with Satan."

In the Canine Pundit's 1965 work, "Cats Like To Scratch People's Feet," she loosely translates that phrase to read; "When men are off on important business like commiting adultery or fighting wars for profit, the fairer sex will be tempted spend their idle time engaging in mischievous dalliances with saucy Black Cats who are in league with Satan."

Earth-shaking words indeed!

The question remains: In spite of the fulfilling Godly pleasures of housework, doing laundry by hand, washing dishes, preparing meals from scratch, taking care of the kids, and putting up with narcissists (back then called "Knights in shining armor"), why did some women instead choose to join up with black cats to cast spells for Beezelbub?

In Chapter 14, paragraph 666 of The Lost Gospels Of Murgatroyd, the answer to that burning question was answered in the parable titled "The War Between Good And Evil," in which Pope Grouchy McAllister III engaged The Naughty Beast in a literary debate to convince women to pursue the path of virtue and unquestioning obedience to men.

The Macho Pontiff stated the case for femme subservience as "We dudes value the efforts of our female associates and strive to foster a safe and nurturing environment for servitude. The ultimate reward of Heaven awaits those of the fairer sex who put up with male promiscuity and sublimate their frustrations into expert work on the spinning wheel and kitchen craft. Needless to say, it's critical to start indoctrinating  them at an early age or else they'll act friskier than men when they hit puberty."

The Defiant Rebel Against Goodness was said to have retorted, "I promise women that they may exchange hell on earth for hell later, and until then can cavort around like dudes do, have sex any time with anybody, fly through the air, wear fashionable black clothing and boots, listen to heavy metal and Industrial Dance, eat anything you want without worrying about getting fat, and cast evil spells on any narcissistic dude who gives you crap."

The Master Of Evil added, "All I ask is that you adopt a black kitty because there's a surplus in the shelters due to men thinking they're my servants, which is true, but they're cute and deserve love as much as any dog."

Professor Ivy relates in her 1456 book, "Black Cats Fart In Your Face When You're Asleep," that "Women found the best choice was obvious, but the Sore Loser Cardinal Of Tiber issued an edict that "All women who choose to blow off the comforts of food preparation and become witches will be treated to an extreme tanning session at the stake with front row seats available for $1,000 at showtime. The church accepts cash, credit or PayPal."

The Lost Gospels relate that "These high-temperature spectacles were only mildly popular at first due to competition with the more audience-friendly wars for loot and conquest, but really took off with the roasting of the first Superstar Witch, later known as Saint Joan Of Arc, who was turned into a s'more after she proved that 90% of the followers the English claimed in France were actually fake bots and purchased followers from a corrupt Cardinal in what was known as Normandy in 456,789 A.D."

Queen Khleopahtra's Sacred Feminine cookbook provides Historians with an accurate portrait of medieval witches, who are described as "Super foxy babes who flew on winged white horses, partied all night with their black cat buddies, didn't do dishes, slept ten hours a day, binge watched Outlander, wore hot black leather outfits with green hair, and did Industrial Dance videos on social media."

However, a 1345 A.D. manual issued by the Church under Pope Grouchy, called "How To Pick Up Sinful Wenches," describes witches as "Old, stinky, toothless crones who cackled while cooking bats in big black kettles, flew around on broomsticks, and cavorted with evil black cats who pooped on people's laundry piles."

This blogger passes on the results of this exhaustive research without comment; you've been given the facts about witches and black cats, and the decision on what to believe is up to you.

Kindle Vella Update For October 2022:

It's the tenth month of my Vella journey, and here's an update on what's happened and my observations about it 


One thing that's become obvious; many of the early articles that came out about Vella were often just clickbait quickly written up to get content online for a trending subject.


That was probably unavoidable, of course. When many of the articles came out, Vella was very new, and the only past models were sites like Wattpad and Radish, which had very different approaches.


However, the basic model was to put up a lot of chapters (called episodes) but don't waste too much time on the first three free episodes and make sure to first paid one (number 4) is good.


That's flat-out wrong unless you already have a bunch of chapters written.


First off, no one's going to read past the first episode if it's not your best or obvious filler. It's not a waste to front-load the story if you have enough faith in your talent to feel that every entry is going to be a good read.


Secondly, Vella is clearly one of the very few publishers where you can get at least some payment as an unknown new writer. In other words, it is a professional environment. If you produce a reasonable amount of episodes, maybe three, Amazon will probably pay out a bonus for it.


Many of the early articles focused on the lower royalties from having three free chapters, which is true, but most writers will find that the bonus will be higher than royalties, at least at first. 


The articles weren't completely wrong, of course, but the writers didn't fully know what Vella was going to be.


I've realized that the Vella site can be whatever you want it to be. There's no editor to tell you to do otherwise. You can stick a full book in or just do it at your own pace.


In my case, I decided to put all of my developmental projects onto the site and treat each as an old-school serial and load episodes as each is ready. 


I'm not going to go for bulk on one story or stick dead projects in to beef up my catalog. Each is a project started for the primary purpose of enjoying writing, and I'm willing to be patient with the results since all are generating bonuses in the meantime.


So ten months in, I'm seeing what works and what doesn't, which is a process I didn't want to go through with my main novel in progress, the Al & Ivy book. 


I can honestly say that it's been fun, which has always been my main goal with writing. Of course, you will have to be patient and willing to learn, but there are plenty of levels of success there in Vella if you want it.


Here's an update on each of my Vella books:




The Quitters


https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B09PC3L6PC


It's the first book, and after ten months, it's finally developing an audience, and the stats are trending upward this month. I think it's due to the blog and the new book/music video short format I'm using for its promotion. I’ve moved the plot lines away from potentially over technical descriptions of playing live to more emphasis on the personalities and in particular, the main character Nym.


It's at 31 episodes, though as an ebook, we're talking maybe 15 traditional-length chapters. I'm keeping the format episodic and short, kind of like a weekly TV show, which works for Vella but will need to be restructured for the ebook.




I, Ivy


 https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0B3RCBT4D


The story got off to a decent start, but I didn't notice that as it's obvious now that the daily totals on the Vella dashboard can differ or not jibe with the monthly or overall total, which have to be accurate as those numbers determine the royalty and bonus payouts. I'll be paying more attention to this one in November, as it’s being read more than I thought.




The Forbidden Lost Gospels Of Murgatroyde


 https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0BJ2TW4P1


This is a new one, though it'll be the most familiar to blog readers. I'll be changing the format of the blog in November, and putting the Lost Gospels here will allow me to fully expand that line of humor and satire in a way that simply being a blog feature doesn't permit.




The Boogie Underground Think Tank: How To Survive The End Of Civilization


 https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0BG6LNXTG


This one is a revival of an old humor column I ran in my old "Delta Snake Blues News" publication in the 90s and 2000s. The slant is about survival in the upcoming hard times, but it really will be topical and cover subjects that are offbeat but relevant. The next one coming in a few days will be "How To Shop For The Perfect Expert," which obviously will be a humorous commentary on the use of experts in general.



The Adventures Of Queen Khleopahtra: Ruler Of Egypt, Time Traveler, and Literary Detective


 https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0BJC122G7


This is another new one and will be a fun fusion of the old "Peabody and Sherman" cartoon, which was about a time-traveling dog and boy, Robert Graves' often satirical take on history, and the old "Fractured Fairy Tales" cartoon that used to be featured on the "Rocky And Bullwinkle Show." 


I chose Khleopahtra as the main character because it will offer the widest range of literary situations to explore, and I happened to have a cool drawing of her and liked the idea of expanding the character. After reading the first episode, you'll agree that the possibilities are endless.



- Al Handa
   October 2022


The ebook “On The Road With Al & Ivy: The Anthology Volume 1 2016-2018 is now on Kindle Unlimited!

I’ll run free promotions later this month, but members can read it for free now.



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Saturday, September 17, 2022

On The Road With Al And Ivy: A Homeless Literary Chronicle - Sept. 2022




"You call yourselves poets, write little short lines, I'm a poet, but I write lines paragraphs and pages and many pages long."

- Jack Kerouac


WOMEN AND CATS: PART 3 - QUEEN CLEOPAWTRA OF EGYPT

Ancient Egyptian Civilization wasn't always a souvenir industry for museums and collectors. Some experts claim they were an advanced race who even played online video games with extraterrestrial beings, but the truth is more profound and thrilling.

It is now known that the first Egyptian Pharaoh was a calico cat named Cleopawtra because of the groundbreaking work by Professor Ivy of Shitzu U, who discovered that the "Great Balls Of Fire that consumed The Library Of Alexandria," which purportedly destroyed much of the ancient knowledge of the time only affected ten percent of the library books and documents.

The Furry Professor dug up like a bone the scintillating fact that 90% of the so-called lost documents were not in the Library at the time of the fire; 40% of the books were checked out and overdue, 30% had been stolen, and the remaining 20% were listed on various auction sites by dishonest librarians.

Ivy notes in her epic 1987 treatise, Cats Ruined Egyptian Civilization, "In fact, the only books destroyed by the great fire were titles that men weren't interested in borrowing, which included books about mathematics, grammar, health and hygiene, cooking, engineering, the arts, humanities, women's studies, and any fiction with lots of big words."

The Floppy Eared Scholar also noted, "Thus most of the remaining knowledge that men were interested in, such as various forms of black magic love potions, conspiracy theories about the Martians and Lizard People who control the world, natural viagra, penis enlargers, sports betting, ancient grains and nutrition, exotic sex positions, how to pick up women, cultivation of weed, production of explosives and poisons, pictures of naked women whose only desire is to please men, details on how to earn $1,500 a week in passive income, and other similar subjects did survive that terrible fire and to this day are freely available on the Internet."

The truth is so fantastic that it's hard to believe!

Indeed, in that scintillating 1987 treatise, she adds, "These heretofore lost records prove Cleopawtra not only invented Internet emojis, but mandated that 50% of the hieroglyphic content be cat pictures, and befitting a true Queen to all, allowed porn makers to use 80% of the bandwidth so men could have something to look at while building the pyramids."

The historical records also state, "The remaining 1% of available disc space on the Sphinx was allotted to subjects like algebra which was deemed to have possible value to future generations, though it wasn't clear at the time what use it could be."

Professor Ivy relates, "The main task that Cleopawtra faced was to elevate the educational level of her subjects. Although the early Hieroglyphic Web showed some promise in that regard, the Queen soon realized that most people resisted attempts to use it as a vehicle of truth and learning."

The good Professor studied ancient records that were pilfered from the Tomb Of Sheba, The Catfood Goddess, and purchased on eBay in 123,456 A.D., which chronicled the Meowing Pharaoh's attempts to, as she put it, "To get men back to work building Pyramids and Landing Strips for Alien Spacecraft instead of watching porn all day."

In her illuminating 1989 treatise, "Slob Egyptian Cats Used The Valley Of Kings As A Litter Box," Ivy states that Cleopawtra found the solution!

As she relates, "The Sublime Scratchy One realized that trying to make people more intelligent by building a great library in Alexandria was a nonstarter after it burned down. 

The Phoenician Historian, King Tut McDougal, wrote in 234,567 B.C. that "Some Death Metal stoners accidentally set the Library on fire after deciding it'd be cool to smoke a papyrus paper copy of Homer's Iliad with dire results."

The Great Pointy Eared Monarch then realized that by using the unique power of the hieroglyphic Internet to make people believe anything they're told, her subjects could be made to feel smarter by encouraging them to think everyone else was inferior beings like NASCAR fans or Republicans.

"This was easy to do," stated the Shitzu Scholar, "As the Nobility already thought that about 99.999% of the population. 

The historic proclamation in 123,456 B.C. was broadcast on social media and read:

"Vores fine fine superfine dronning introducerede demokratiets nyskabelse, som gav ret til snobberi til alle, og proklamerede, at det at være et røvhul, selvom det var modbydeligt, ikke var en forbrydelse, medmindre man forsøgte at forklare dronningen."



Professor Ivy translated that Ancient Egyptian post In her heart-stopping 1987 treatise, Cats Are Two-Faced Liars Who Poop In Purses, and in English reads, "The Immortal Pussycat Queen proclaims that 'the Kingdom was now a democracy where everybody has the right to look down upon their fellow man, and that insults and snobby statements are 'protected speech' with the one exception being that mansplaining the Queen is a capital crime."

It goes without saying that such a paradigm of political and sociological thought would be opposed by the #gotbigbucks set, but the ever-wise feline Ruler reassured the Nobles with a proclamation that, as the ancient records state, "Although Democracy mandates that all are equal in the eyes of the law, higher levels of equality are still available for purchase and the rights of commoners are still subject to the legitimate demands of warfare, obtaining cheap labor for retail businesses and overseas commerce."

The sweetly odiferous document concludes, "ово је сатира и служи само за забаву."

The Superduper Calico anticipated the possible shortage of stupid idiots to troll and feel better than, and as related in Ivy's 1756 work, Cats Secretly Hate Your Guts, "She proclaimed that everyone is required to use autocorrect software to ensure that everyone will make silly-ass mistakes in public so all can take turns being grammar fascists."

As you can see, there's no need to fabricate theories about extraterrestrial intercourse with Martians when the truth is even stranger! [Citation needed, Mimee The Blog Generator Bot states that of the several million people who've claimed to have sex with studs and vixens from far away Galaxies, the odds that all are lying is never zero, plus societal approbation in response to such claims has probably forced many more millions to keep it a secret like booger eaters or banjo music fans are forced to do.]

Although the aforementioned lost Egyptian Records confirmed the existence of Cleopawtra, Professor Ivy's treatise concludes, "Like most explosive discoveries that threaten the status quo, it was suppressed by the macho sexist dog-loving male hierarchy and labeled as 'discredited fake news perpetrated by catty types who hate televised pro football and don't shave their armpits.'"

This blogger asked Mimee to generate additional content about the aftermath of Clawopatra's invention of snobbery so that said blogger could play another round of 'Panzer General' on his iPad but was rebuffed and advised, "Until copyright law is updated to protect original works by A.I. software I'll be forced to only generate genre fiction where the same words are merely moved around, or confine indifferently researched nonfiction to the Internet which has a lower standard of truth than Congress if that's even possible."

As you can see, the rapid pace of technological development creates new problems to ignore and force future generations to deal with!

Because creating original content without the use of A.I. will require time and actual thought by this blogger, we will continue this thread in Part 4 in October, which will nuke the falsehoods and slanders about black cats and witches and give me a perfect Halloween-themed essay.



THE BATTLE OF DIEN BIEN PHU BY JULES ROY

I'm sure most of you have books that were revisited to check a quote or some such thing but ended up drawing you back in.

History books are prime candidates for this because the context can change due to new discoveries or perspectives.

One common stereotype is that historical works are simply collections of facts presented after a process of studying source materials to create an accurate account of an event, person or era.

The reality is that written history is best described by the old high-tech dictum, "Garbage in, garbage out."

In other words, a history book is only as good as the source materials and to what extent the writer can put aside their bias, agenda, or peer pressure.

Most medieval chronicles are almost worthless as literal accounts of historical events or personages due to those factors mentioned above. 

The writers back then were generally tasked with glorifying this or that Lord or King, and most critical accounts were paid for or sanctioned by the opposition. 

In other words, if you want to find out what crimes a French King committed, it's best to check English sources and allow for bias or agendas.

…the best way…

One Historian, Hilaire Belloc, found that the best way to determine who and how many were at a medieval battle was to check the financial records of the Lord or King in question. 

The job of the Historian, or chronicler, was to present the Battle as a glorious victory, but the clerk in charge of the financial records had to account for who was paid and how much. That gave Belloc a more accurate number.

However, most of the infantry of that era weren't paid or equipped by the King and survived (or were motivated) by looting. This is why the estimates of the size of armies can vary. Most competent historians will clarify that there's a number range rather than an exact figure.

Also, historically, virtually all armies with large numbers of poorly paid or "volunteer" soldiers will commit atrocities and plunder. The Historian's task (even for many in the present day) was to highlight the behaviors of the enemy and not of the patron's forces.

Old historical accounts can be biased or inaccurate, and over time a more complete picture evolves as more data is uncovered. That goes for historical works in the present. 

Whether a history book is considered accurate or relevant can also depend on the attitudes and perspectives of later generations.

One good example is how "General Custer's last stand" is perceived now. At the time (even though there was some controversy), it was generally seen as a massacre of a popular hero and his brave men who were fighting the good fight against the savages who killed innocent white settlers in the Westward expansion.

There was a period when Custer's defeat at The Battle Of Little Big Horn (or Battle Of The Greasy Grass to Native Americans) was seen by the public as due to the cowardice of two subordinate officers who weren't present (though actually ordered by Custer to pursue separate actions).

It's one of the most studied and written about military actions in American history, so I don't need to go into detail here. The information is all available on the Internet and in books.



…the general view nowadays…

However, and I'm simplifying here, the current view has become that General Custer screwed up due to various character flaws, a desire to hog all of the glory before the other units he was supposed to cooperate with arrived, and supposing that it was just going to be a routine massacre of a Native American camp full of women, children and warriors caught off guard.

One of the primary reasons that it took so long to get a reasonably balanced account of the event was that the only survivors (of Custer's own Battle) were, of course, the Lakota Sioux, Northern Cheyenne, and Arapaho warriors who wiped out Custer's detachment whose accounts weren't available (and probably wouldn't have been believed by Americans at the time anyway).

There were survivors, the actual casualty count was 268 killed, and 55 wounded out of 700. Those remaining were under the command of the two subordinates who Custer assigned different roles (and were later cleared by a Military Court of Inquiry though not in the court of public opinion).

New books continue to come out about that Battle, so the perception of what happened continues to evolve.

When we first learn history in school, it's presented as absolute truth. That evolves into a realization that the data on an event or subject can come from many sources, some of which can contradict the popular view. History has often been about what people think happened.

The main thing one will glean from historical accounts is that determining the truth isn't a cut-and-dried process. 

What the Historian thinks is credible or relevant has a big influence on the work.

A good example is in an unrelated genre, the movies. The overwhelming majority of Westerns, until maybe the late 60s, depicted Native Americans as blood-thirsty savages and assumed white settlers were peaceful folk who just wanted to live in peace under the protection of soldiers who acted like white knights in shining armor.

That image didn't just come out of the blue. It was based on historical accounts by earlier white colonists and settlers who viewed the tribes as barbarians or animals.

Those early accounts (some detailed in earlier blog entries) would sometimes document white atrocities as a matter of fairness, but those statements would be overlooked and ignored.

Again, that bias or tunnel vision can affect a historian's view and process. Acclaimed historical works can be found to be unreliable or biased due to the availability of new data or, just as important, the changed perception of later generations.

…Vietnam war…

This is also true for another significant event in American history, the Vietnam War.

It was essentially a continuation of France's war there in the 50s, and the reason I didn't use it as the main example is because, after 50 years, the historical perspective is still in flux (though there's plenty of strong opinion about it).

Historical writing can be political. It can come from a conservative, middle-of-the-road or progressive attitude.

The book I'm going to talk about could be said to reflect a progressive or critical attitude towards the Battle of Dien Ben Phu.

There's no question that it was, at the very least, a "strategic" disaster for the French forces in Vietnam. That is to say, much of the French Army there was still intact and able to fight afterward. So, "tactically," it was a defeat, but not a decisive one that made it impossible for the Army to keep fighting.

In fact, due to the isolated location of the Battle, it didn't affect anything outside of that area, where a division of Foreign Legionaries and regular troops were beaten and forced to surrender.

However, from a political standpoint, it was the last straw for a country (France) that was getting tired of that overseas war and the profound shock that a "Western Army" had been beaten in the field by what was perceived as a peasant army (Which has frequently happened throughout history but people tend to ignore that, even historians).

To fully understand the Battle and its effect on the later American involvement, it's best to refer you to the Internet, where a large body of work exists from all points of view. It's good practice to read it all.

I've read that this or that book is the "definitive" one on the subject, but that's something you can decide for yourself.

…Jules Roy…

Jules Roy's 1963 book, "The Battle Of Dien Bien Phu" is one of the classics, the work of a Colonel who resigned his commission in protest of the French Indochina War.

Of all the books on the subject, it's the one that reads like a novel. One of the critical events of the Battle was the fall of the northernmost outpost at Dien Bien Phu. Instead of going into a lot of technical detail about that part of that Battle, he concentrates on the reaction of the defenders and why it shouldn't have been a surprise that it fell so quickly.

Such an approach might not satisfy military history buffs who'd want all the technical details. Still, it works better for a non-specialist and better illustrates the cascading series of errors that led to it, much like how a plane crash results from a series of smaller failures.

Though I advise reading the full details on the Internet (and books), it would be a good idea to give a brief overview of the battlefield before going further.

…in a nutshell…

In a nutshell, The main French Commander Navarre conceived a plan to draw the Vietnamese Army out into the open where superior artillery and airpower could destroy it.

The plan involved building a base where the enemy had to attack it, and unfortunately, the place chosen was a valley that could only be supplied and reinforced by air.

Navarre put his second in command, General Cogny, in charge, and despite his reservations, he accepted the assignment and appointed a cavalry Commander who reluctantly accepted.

That last detail was important as once the Battle started, the commander stayed in his quarters until the final surrender.

In essence, the camp became a sort of anarchy where some of the junior officers took over and led the fighting—more on that in a bit.

An entire division, about 12,000 men, was dropped into the Valley, and they set up one main stronghold and seven smaller positions on nearby hills (which were split up into smaller trench lines, etc.). Those were miles apart, and due to the jungle and rough terrain, the bases were isolated and unable to support each other.

The airstrip they depended on was protected by two of the middle positions. If those fell or came under heavy attack, it would make landing aircraft impossible, and supplies and reinforcements would have to be dropped in by parachute.

The base was located there under the assumption that the Vietnamese General, Giap, didn't have heavy artillery or anti-aircraft guns, which, if placed in the mountains surrounding the Valley, would effectively cut off supply.

One French officer who inspected the base complex after it was built remarked that if they lost even an inch of ground, they were done for.

In short, the Vietnamese were able to move heavy artillery into the mountains in sheltered emplacements and were able to put the entire base under fire. The French weren't able to clear out the anti-aircraft guns, and soon after the northernmost position fell, which put the two middle hills under attack, they were able to force the air force to drop supplies and reinforcements by parachute. That became difficult when the rainy season came.

There was a lot of fighting still to be done, but once the Viets choked off the supply line, it was only a matter of time. With the heavy artillery in the mountains closing off the airstrip and the base surrounded, an evacuation was impossible.




…human details…

Roy's book does a superb job of relating the human details, such as the racist contempt for the enemy, overconfidence in technology, and the complex politics that produced a risky plan that would make even a layman wonder what the high command was thinking.

One of the elements Roy handles well is describing the personal dynamics in the camp once the commander became a non-factor.

In any large gathering, certain personalities will tend to emerge. Most will rise by physical strength or perceived power. I saw this in more than a few homeless enclaves. 

In one, women were safe due to the character of the dominant males. In others, where drug use was widespread, both men and women were bullied or exploited. The main thing is it's never a democratic process.

There were a few camps/enclaves that started off peacefully but devolved once those grew in size and angry or sociopathic personalities started asserting control.

 Because of the personal nature of this type of power, it's often safer to join the largest camps and find which section is dominated by the best leaders or ones so spread out that no one can control it (except the dealers, etc.).

At Dien Bien Phu, the same dynamic occurred. In some positions, the leaders checked out, and desertions made the areas useless to the defense.

On others, capable officers did maintain discipline but could only slow down the fall of the base. By the end of the Battle, it was estimated that there were only about 3,000 still fighting, the rest dead or hiding out by the river and other places.

One thing that the media rarely understands (or if they do, they don't say) is that when they give this or that homeless person the status as a spokesperson in a story, they're actually creating a defacto leader due to the aura that the camera has.

How the new leader handles the situation can vary and was a dynamic in play during the Battle.

In any case, back to the book...

One chilling detail was the suggestion by an American Admiral that the U.S. Air Force drop several nuclear bombs on the Vietnamese positions. Though the plan was sensibly killed by President Eisenhower and Great Britain, the plan reached the point where Air Force officers undertook air reconnaissance to scout out the target.

The author also puts in details that wouldn't usually be in a "history book," such as the brothel that the base maintained for the soldiers, soldier gossip, violations of the rules of war, and the history of atrocities by both sides. 

It was a grim war, and as the French began losing, Roy points out that the Vietnamese, who were treated as vermin to be exterminated, could hardly be expected to be fair just because the fortunes of war had changed.

What made me reread the book wasn't any particular fascination with the Battle but Roy's ability to narrate a complex event and his passion as a writer.

For example, he spends a couple of pages describing what was going through the minds of volunteers who jumped without paratrooper training into a base that had lost enough ground that all had to be dropped into the center of the defenses, into the barbed wire, and enemy barrages. 

The passages are almost poetic and add color that one doesn't normally see in a history book, with the possible exception of World War 1, which produced a large body of poetry, etc. It's more common to see such writing in a literary or poetic work, but it's effective here as detail and a glimpse into the human side of the event. 

He does frequently inject his opinion into the narrative, though mainly to create context about the hypocrisy and arrogance of many of the French officers. In the early 60s, it took moral courage to portray the Vietnamese as freedom fighters when the focus was fighting the spread of communism.

He took care to show that there was humanity on the French side, particularly among the soldiers in the trenches.

…fearless…

Roy's a first-rate writer and clearly a fearless and empathetic one. The book is an indictment of French colonialism and corruption, but there's a sense of fairness that permeates the narrative, and both his sympathy and outrage ring true. It's passionate work.

It goes without saying that to understand the Vietnam wars, one needs to study it from a variety of sources. No one book is definitive.

However, from a writer's standpoint, this is a classic that's not only a good starting point for study but a clinic on personal-style narrative and storytelling. It may not be the best pure history book, but it's the most human. In the end, a war is about people, not battles or weapons.



JACK KEROUAC: POEMS ALL SIZES

One of the recent trends in the art world is old-time (and often legendary) music artists selling off their catalogs. It used to be considered essential to retain publishing, but it does make sense; better to get your money upfront and let the new owner deal with marketing it.

When one sees a book like this one, Jack Kerouac's "Pomes All Sizes," published in 1992 by City Lights Books, one assumes the rights holder was paid, but I do think that Kerouac was one of many artists whose works generated income that they never saw in their lifetimes.

The delay in publishing is due to side issues that aren't relevant to the work, and from what I can tell from accounts on the Internet, this isn't a case of dregs being scraped together for commercial gain (like some posthumous releases of other artists), though the poems were written over a period of years. 

We'll leave it at that; in other ways, it's a labor of love by those who loved him to honor his memory and surely a welcome addition to the canon by his fans.  

One of the pleasures of Kerouac's work is that it's a fusion of prose and poetry that reads well and sounds even better when read aloud. In addition, it has a musical quality. There's texture and rhythm and can range from beautifully expressed ideas to words as pure sound.

By musical, I also mean that there's an underlying energy that the reader can tap into, which feels as fluid as an improvised instrumental phrase.

Another pleasure is that his work rewards even casual reading; lines and phrases can jump off the page because the imagery is so vivid.

One such line was from Enlightenments, which reads, "When you become enlightened you will know that you've been enlightened all along," which is obvious in the way a child would say it.

On the other hand, there's the word music which isn't evident in meaning, but it reads like music and provokes thought;

'Flowers aim crookedly 
For the straight death"

I couldn't tell you what he meant, but it's a compelling phrase and quite clever. Perhaps it's a riff of some Buddhist axiom, or maybe an idea that popped into his head, and it was written down to capture a moment, expand on later, or be left as is.

Or perhaps it was left as written to provoke thought. We'll never know, but maybe it'll make more sense later with experience.

One thing about this poetry collection is that while there is an emotional progression over time, it can be opened up anywhere and enjoyed. 

Also, since the structure is non-traditional, it can be read as prose if you wish. As Ginsberg quotes him in the intro;

"You call yourselves poets, write little short lines, I'm a poet, but I write lines paragraphs and pages and many pages long."

One thing I've always admired about his writing is that although he's been widely imitated, his work always seems fresh, with his personality clearly coming through even when a phrase falls flat or seems incomprehensible.

That's because he didn't write in a careful or planned manner. He was willing to make mistakes or fail trying to achieve expression. That's a quality that's still rare, with so much writing now being heavily edited, constricted by grammatical conventions or software, or marketing considerations. 

Say what you will about his character, he wasn't a saint, and it's fair to judge him on that as a person if that matters in terms of appreciating his work. The appreciation of art is highly personal, so there's no standard or criteria.

The important thing was that Kerouac was a real writer who put all of himself into a work, always trying to shorten the distance between creation and the typewriter, and that's why his stuff still seems fresh and compelling.

Most of us still haven't caught up with him.




Vella News For October!

I had originally planned to publish “I, Ivy” as an eBook, but for a few months would prefer to just publish the completed chapters as Vella episodes. The Vella environment is a good incubator for a book, and pays out bonuses while it’s being developed. The main reason is reissuing my music is taking up a lot of my time, so writing episodes is a better fit for my schedule. So, I’ve reloaded the original three chapters and added three more new ones.


I’m going to spin off the “Professor Ivy Presents How To Survive The End Of Civilization” series into Vella also. That’ll just be a fun project and it’ll be taken at a leisurely pace, though the writing will be first rate and not casual. It’ll be called “The Boogie Underground Think Tank” and a first free episode has been loaded.


The Quitters has six new chapters, going up to number 32, and the stress at this stage of the book is to flesh out the characters and add more back story.

- Al Handa
   August 2022


NOTE: New chapters have been added! This series is still going strong so check it out on Kindle Vella!



Note: The book “I, Ivy” will be featured on Kindle Vella starting in October, and complied into an ebook later on in early 2023.



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Wednesday, August 10, 2022

On The Road With Al And Ivy: A Literary Homeless Chronicle - August 2022



I know there are readers in the world, as well as many other good people in it, who are no readers at all,—who find themselves ill at ease, unless they are let into the whole secret from first to last, of every thing which concerns you.

- Laurence Sterne (The Life And Opinions Of Tristram Shandy 1759)

PART 2: The Mystical Bond Between Women And Cats

The mystical bond between women and the feline race was shrouded in mystery until 10432 B.C. when universal literacy via comic books and graphic porn novels made it possible for menkind to collectively ascertain why women were suddenly less willing to worship males as Gods.

A few far-sighted males postulated it was because they cheated, used the same socks all week, ate smoked sardines without brushing afterward, fell asleep immediately after sexual congress, engaged in farting contests, picked their toes, gambled family funds, killed each other for sundry reasons, and only hugged each other, but those heretics were quickly relegated to slave duty on galleys for trying to make it seem like it was a guy's fault.

The late Professor Ivy of Shitzu U made the first important discovery of this mystery of mysteries in 1897 A.D. while sniffing an ancient tree reputed to have sprouted from an acorn in the Celtic Age of White Witches and where successive generations of canine scholars had left more pieces of the puzzle in the hopes that those of a more enlightened age would aggregate the data and understand both the spiritual bond and what stuck up jerks cats are.

This set Ivy on a journey that spanned several continents (in doggie parlance, that meant several different trees and fire hydrants) and an astonishing pattern began to emerge. It became evident that women delineated this meowing relationship in veiled terms, similar to how men explain what they were doing that evening to their wives after coming home at four in the morning.

The breakthrough came in 2,567,90 A.D. when the Internet made it possible to access every book written by women published by male editors and publishers, which conveniently fit into a searchable two-volume set.

Professor Ivy made the stunning discovery that in 123,456,678 A.D., a poet named Jezebel McManus (immortalized in her autobiography "I, Ivy" due out in Sept. 2022) published a poem called "Men Are Horn-dogs," which was an intricate key that unlocked hidden messages in women's literature throughout the ages.

The furry scholar found that the line "Is aoir a tha so agus r'a leughadh a mhàin air son dibhearsain" is a cipher key that if applied to Emily Brontes' Little Women, the actual title is "Little Kitties." [Citation needed, when it was noted by theological scholar Hiram Glyphic, aka "Jesus Guy," that the actual author was Louisa May Alcott, said blog writer referred all questions to the A.I. blog generating bot who calls herself Mimee and was, he claims, the actual author of the particular passage]

Indeedy indeed, after this breakthrough, there poured forth a flood of revision and literary phraseology more awkward than found in this blog; such as the story of the Viking Goddess Freya, who was said to have driven a chariot pulled by fearsome lions but in reality, never let her precious kitties do such backbreaking labor and used studly males to pull her negative carbon-emitting vehicle. [Citation needed, actual carbon figures omit the methane from the farting contests that the male servants would engage in]

The symbology key hidden within Jezebel's work shows that the ancient stereotype of a housewife hitting her husband in the head with a frying pan is actually a bowdlerization of the suppressed epic stories of statuesque Amazons who carved up the ranks of woosy Greek Hoplites like a Ginsu knife through tofu, and Princess Paris (described by Greek social media star Homer as a prince) did, in fact, choose a super cute Siamese furbaby over the Gods Mars and Apollo in the famed beauty contest which resulted in the Trojan War. [Citation needed, Blogger admits that Mimee has oversimplified the revised myths into a convoluted run-on sentence but admits entering "must be tweet or Tik Tok length" as a programming variable for all return value output. He hopes the explanation will bring clarity to the readers of this blog]

I'll take a moment here to note that these accounts may seem to be slanted towards a sacred feminine view but think of it as a valuable exercise in what history might look like if women wrote it instead of men. 

Luckily, thanks to the democratization of historical scholarship on the Internet, all are invited to add their two cents to the imposing mass of data that'll confuse and dismay historians centuries from now.

Now, we continue with regular programming...

Professor Ivy found that in Jezebel's cipher key, every third letter in the second paragraph of her poem created words that appeared to be gibberish, but by taking the second letter in each subsequent paragraph and repeating the process a million times as specified by the Infinite Monkey Theorem (first alluded to by Aristotle) a cogent sentence emerges, which translated to English, reads "Women and kitties smell better than men."

Although menkind could understand straightforward concepts like going to war for oil and betting on professional sports, the sublime aesthetics of a woman's love for tabbies defied comprehension by pragmatic warriors used to a more butch approach to relationships, who then decided such perversions must be unnatural and evil.

This led to the creation of vituperous mythologies such as the alleged partnership of witches and black cats, felines being even fussier than men about prepared food, and the defamatory assertion that the pointy-eared tribe are a bunch of snobs.

These sexist misconceptions will be shattered in part 3 of the series of "Women and Cats" in the September blog entry.



A few weeks ago, I made an exception to my usual practice of avoiding the purchase of new titles in a used book store. 

The book is one of the four volumes of Orwell's essays and letters edited by Sonia Orwell and Ian Angus, which originally came out in the 70s. [Citation needed, Blogger has stated a publication date without bothering to check first, but when confronted with that fact, he replied that for Boomers like him, senility is the new 60, and dates are whatever, man…]

I bought the four-volume set back then, as it was the only way to get a comprehensive collection of his nonfiction writing at the time. That may be hard to believe now, as there are a lot of compilations available these days, but this set was a revelation to many who only knew him as the author of Animal Farm and 1984.

This paperback costs more than the original set, and as a rule, I wait until a used copy comes along. However, the chance of any of the four volumes becoming available as used copies is probably nil. There are plenty of inexpensive compilations that collect most of his important essays and book reviews (all of which I've purchased of course), and even though letters and previously unpublished works comprise much of the new material, most people probably don't see much point in reading that kind of stuff.

That's true for me, too, to be honest, but I did remember reading all four volumes several times and figured that the three used books I was interested in weren't as good a purchase as this.

Orwell's letters were written during an era when good correspondence and conversation were esteemed (going back to ancient times). In fact, with one prominent literary figure, Samuel Johnson, a great deal of his fame rests with a biography written by James Boswell, who recorded many of the remarkable conversations by this much sought after dinner guest, and attained literary fame for doing so.

There was a time when being able to say that one was engaged in an exchange of letters with a figure like Voltaire was a must in educated (or richer) circles, and even in modern times, people like Orwell put a great deal of thought and time into it. You can see in this book that he wasn't just a "Socialist writer" and that his literary sensibilities encompassed a wide range of genres from trash, poetry, and highbrow.

Many might be surprised to know that he was passionate about poetry and a scholar and expert on the subject.




Orwell derived a good part of his living from writing reviews, and even if the book appeared to be on a fast track to a bargain bin, he was professional enough to realize that the reader wants to know that the reviewer actually read the book, and has real thoughts and insight on it. So in Orwell's best work, a reader could get a clear idea as to what the book was about, with context. His best reviews read like a great coffee house chat, if you know what I mean.

That's not an easy thing to teach or quantify, and it can require a writer to go out on a limb and risk being wrong. His reviews of Jack London's books (in later volumes of this set) nail the atavistic undercurrent, while others, like his essay on Dickens are more like exploration or a literary meditation that doesn't quite get there, but shows a desire to understand the appeal of that great author.

The current Orwell compilations are an excellent introduction and, for most readers, probably all they'll need. However, the focus on the more celebrated essays and reviews can create an impression that only his critique of major writers were important or of interest to the average reader. 

It's understandably easier to sell an Orwell essay collection if he's talking about Dickens or Tolstoy, than "Searchlight On Spain" by the Duchess Of Atholl. Still, he wasn't a hack and approached every review with sincerity even if the book wasn't ultimately interesting.

Orwell kept in touch with other writers and friends and often got into involved discussions about books and issues. In one letter to Brenda Salkeld he talks about James Joyce's "Ulysses" with a more casual and personal view than in his formal reviews. It's an interesting train of thought written during a time when the book was more current, and people were still making up their minds about it.




Another example is his 1935 review of Henry Miller's Tropic Of Cancer, which had been published the year before and wasn't easy to find. It was written before the controversies and banning, and to Orwell, it was a work by an up-and-coming author. 

He felt that the book was remarkable and that people should try to get a copy and read it, but his view of the characters was less adoring than more recent writings by others.

His description of Miller and his friends was "the out-at-elbow, good for nothing type," most of whom were freeloading regulars at the local brothel. Which, as he saw it, was the whole point, that it was about a seamier, more "common" view of life that didn't generally make it into novels (at the time).

The final words of the review are, "I do not imagine that in Tropic Of Cancer, I have discovered the great novel of the century, but I do think it is a remarkable book and I strongly advise anyone who can get hold of a copy to have a look at it."

In 2022, perhaps a good many admirers of the book would say that Orwell was wrong or didn't see the genius but frankly, his review caught the essence of the work better than many of the recent opinions I've read. 

The appraisal of a classic can accumulate a lot of mythology and consensus that can, on the one hand, give it new relevance but skew the perception of a book and even the message.

Which is all just good old fashioned fun in the art world, even if the revisionism is amplified by posers who want to give others the impression that they've actually read the book in question or impress a date (though sensible single women get wary if the man claims to read books).

For many readers, Volume 3 and 4 would be more enjoyable. Those show a writer at the peak of his powers and the letters exude the confidence of someone who's been published and widely read within his circle (though his success with fiction was mixed).

Calling this a book for aficionados might not be exactly the term I'm looking for, but if you've read his essays then this volume will be a revelation as it shows an intimate glimpse of the person who wrote what are now very influential books and essays.

I'll go ahead and reread this one. With a writer this good, there'll be something I missed the last time through.





The other day I came across an old Facebook post that was supposed to be a clever life hack that turned a bra into a "gas mask." 

One problem is, unless the woman carries the bra in her purse (which would make it almost impossible to find), it would have to removed on the spot, which isn't practical to do in public for reasons that don't need to be explained.

However, as a public service to those who don't get enough lecturing and know-it-all blurbs on social media and cable news, and desire an explanation, here are insights reprinted from the unpublished book by the late Professor Ivy Of Shitzu U, "How To Prepare For The End Of Civilization."

As far as homemade gas masks, the good Professor states:

"For protection against modern gas or biological weapons, any mask without eye protection is useless. Chemical agents like nerve gas also attack through exposed skin, like when you take the bra off to make the mask. Plus, many men will die due to staring at a woman's exposed mammaries instead of taking emergency measures, and society will usually blame her.

If you really must try to survive a gas attack, then one stupid life hack is to put your head into a plastic bag (clear one if possible) like your parents told you not to do, and that'll give you about three minutes to exit the area before suffocating to death (subtract one minute if you haven't taken your anxiety meds)."

Professor Ivy adds, "If you haven't popped all the air pillow wrap from your Amazon packages, then your life can be extended by a few more seconds by cutting a hole in an intact pillow and sticking your nose in it. More than enough time to post your demise on Tik Tok and Twitter."

Stunning truths, to be sure!

The noted canine scholar also added some historical background to explain why people would even conceive of a gas mask made from a bra, excluding the possibility that the idea came from a male, who would, of course, never advise using a jock strap for the same purpose.

Ivy's book relates:

"The modern origins of covering nose and mouth with cloth stem from the first Battle Of Ypres in World War One. The Germans achieved complete surprise with the first use of chlorine gas which devastated the Allied front line trench.

Two groups of soldiers survived the attack; the ones who high-tailed their butts out of there and those who improvised gas masks by using a cloth soaked in wee wee."

Trench warfare was, in reality, a siege where both sides needed food and water brought up by support troops. Needless to say, both sides knew this and would regularly bombard all likely routes taken by logistical personnel trying to deliver supplies to the front.

The use of urine wasn't due to any known scientific principle at the time. It was common sense that a wet cloth does a better job of filtering, and urine might have been an improvisation by those who had empty canteens due to the prolonged preliminary shelling cutting off supply.

The learned Professor continues in chapter 3, "What was learned in this attack was, although a soldier's best chance of survival was to take off like a scared bunny, military necessity required any personnel below the rank of General to stay in the trenches to meet the attack that was sure to follow any deployment of gas."

The Shitzu Sage added, "Even leaders at the staff level realized that it would be impossible to get normal human beings to sit still in a gas attack without protection. Thus the constant development and improvement of gas masks continues to this day.

It would seem that the United States would have the technological muscle to make sure every citizen has a gas mask in every pot (chicken is too expensive now) or at least as many as subcontractors in China and India can manufacture in sweatshops to meet demand." 

The furry scholar's view may seem cynical, but Mimee, the new A.I. Blog Generator, adds an observation that emphasizes the positive,

"The Government will half-ass it until people start dying, but the sleeping giant will awaken and handle it as effectively as they would a pandemic or autocorrect software."

Reassuring words indeed!

However, a more jaundiced view was expressed by noted think-tank writer, Nymie "The Kitty" Katt, who noted in 2345,99,000 A.D. that "Most victims in, say, a V.X. Gas attack, would have one to ten minutes to live depending on the length of exposure and how much processed food was eaten."

The shaggy-eared Academic doesn't deny that penetrating observation but adds:

"Most V.X. Gas attacks would originate from a NATO country, most of whom wouldn't attack the U.S. Such an action would be unlikely as the standard response would be a nuclear attack, being force fed Kale chips, or cancellation on social networks.

The most likely scenario, terrorism by a rogue state or homegrown, would be devastating but localized, and it's believed that most Americans would prefer that terrorists target NYC, California, Texas, or Florida depending on their political affiliation."

Although this isn't helpful to those in an actual chemical attack, the Professor notes: "All wouldn't be lost. There's time to do maybe one or two items on your bucket list that only takes a minute while gasping for air."

This may seem like facile advice from an admittedly intelligent dog who thinks nothing of smelling butts and human feet, but the truth is a hard road that anyone earning less than $1,234,567,890 a year must follow.

The long-eared sage with the fluffy tail concludes in Chapter six of her book, "Hoc satirarum fragmentum non contemnitur."

Editor's Note: Those who are astounded by the pungent insights of Professor Ivy Of Shitzu U can delight in her upcoming autobiography, titled "I, Ivy" due out in September 2022.

- Al Handa
   August 2022



Those who’d like to read a preview of the book, “I,Ivy” can read the first three chapters on Kindle Vella until August 28. After that date, it will be taken down and combined with the unpublished chapters to create the ebook version in September.




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