…co-starring the Ritz Brothers
I’m going to try to do near daily posts on here, but you never know what Real Life stuff will pop up to get in the way of that.
I hope to post some roleplaying ideas and such, as well as a review of some of my favorite music, fims and television. Of course, there will also be more mundane posts about the goings on here at Casa Cross.
I might even do some polls as to what you’d like to read about.
Her broken arm is nearly healed, but she still has a fair amount of pain and needs to regain full motion of the arm. She is sleeping much better at night and will hopefully be back to her old self soon.
Winker & Lucy Update
The Girls are doing very well, healthwise. Winkers heart condition seems to be under control thanks to her twice daily pills and she is full of piss & vinegar. Lucy is is great health physically, but will always be our sweet neurotic nelly. Both dogs are very badly spoiled.
The garden deserves a post all its own, but suffice to say it is doing pretty well despite my benign neglect.
And now…Doclopedia posts!
The Doclopedia #378
The Rise Of The…: Insects
The insects didn’t come here with us. Not that they couldn’t have, mind you, they just didn’t want to. I don’t much blame them. Even inside the Domes, Antarctica is a hard life. A million and a half people just barely getting by is pretty much the definition of not fun.
But the insects leave us alone, which is better than their human slaves back in the Warm get. I’m told that most of them don’t live past 40. At least here in the Domes, we can live to 65, maybe even 70.
Of course, it wasn’t all insects that got smart and organized. Hell, it wasn’t even just insects, since spiders and scorpions also got in on the act. Mostly though, it was the ants and bees and hornets and wasps and beetles and termites. You know, the ones that are the most and best organized in the insect world. And we humans didn’t know what hit us when they rose up. We tried pesticides, they destroyed our power grid. We tried diseases, they decimated our food crops before we would normally have sprayed for them. We tried every damned thing we could think of, they had something better. The year no bees pollinated a single food crop, we were fucked.
After that, it was all over but the packing up for the Cold, the enslavement, or just sitting and waiting to starve to death. Sometimes I wonder if the ones who died weren’t the lucky ones. It sure as hell isn’t the slaves who endlessly plant and tend the crops that mostly go to feeding hives or ant colonies or whatever.
On some days, I don’t think it was us, either. Any little upset to the routine here and we go to short rations or half heat or…well, it’s a long list that gets longer every year. My dad used to say it was like living in an ant colony. Yeah, right, we should be so lucky.
The Doclopedia #379
The Rise Of The…: Redheads
Oh please, don’t act so surprised! Certainly you must have suspected that we would eventually rule the world? Mr. President…Mr. Prime Minister…with all of the famous redheads in the U.S. and the UK throughout history, you really had no clue? Amazing! But then, you are both brunettes.
At any rate, we do now control everything of any importance via money, power and our mental powers, which thankfully only manifest in those of the “ginger” persuasion. The mere fact that five of us are able to make the entire United Nations General Assembly and Special Guests sit quietly and listen to us is an excellent example of why you can never hope to be in control again.
Of course, our advanced technology also had a lot to do with our rise to power. Getting you all addicted to Twitter, Facebook and, if we go back several decades, television and radio, certainly made it easy to inundate you with subliminal messages. And cloning…oh my, how useful that was! Combined with our ability to transfer a person’s essence…spirit if you will, katra to you Trekkies out there…into a new body, it has allowed great people like Mr. Jefferson, Mr. Twain and Mr. Churchill to live among us once again. Do take a bow, gentlemen.
So, blonds and brunettes, we are indeed your new rulers, but you’ll find us not cruel or even all that demanding, despite the ridicule you have heaped upon us for centuries. We just want a good, clean world in which to live and raise our children. Well, that and the chance to spread the gene for red hair to as many non-redheads as possible.
Naturally, we’ll start with the blonds first, so allow me to explain our proposed breeding program…
The Doclopedia #380
The Rise Of The…: Hydes
From a July, 1892, pamphlet titled “Fighting The Hyde Curse: A Woman’s Job”, which was distributed by the Women’s international Alliance To Save Men.
“Since 1885, when the demented Dr. Henry Jekyll turned himself into the monster known as Edward Hyde, humanity has been plagued by the Hydes, those men who were either changed via brutalization by the original Hyde or his other victims. This horrible brutalization involves both biting and sexual violation of the worst sort. Within days, the infected man begins to change.”
“…an average of six feet tall, with brutish features and a burly build. They are completely given over to vice of all sorts and reek of alcohol, tobacco and fouler things.”
“…rape, murder and every other form of crime. Putting them in prison does no good, since due to their bestial strength and toughness, they invariably escape, but not before infecting a few other prisoners. Hanging has always failed, so most jurisdictions execute them via multiple gunshots. Fire is also an option, and…”
“Let’s repeat that: Hydes fear strong women! If approached by more than one woman of courage, they will run like scared cats. In many towns, large groups of women have run as many as 5 or 6 Hydes completely out of town.”
“…harm from bright sunlight, which is why the Hydes generally only come out after dark. Daylight blinds them badly. In addition, and this subject is a delicate one, but necessary to discuss for our victory, it was found out recently that menstrual blood is like poison to Hydes. Their skin burns and, if enough blood comes into contact with enough skin, they with die in terrible agony. Several of our Sisters in the Medical and Chemical professions are working on making this poisonous effect faster and stronger.”
“…have nearly rid England, Scotland & Wales of Hydes. Europe is still a festering breeding ground, as are Africa and Asia.”
“…men on islands, where they can defend against intrusion by Hydes via gunfire and firebombs. Women in small boats patrol the waters around the islands.”
“So band together, Sisters! Keep your men indoors and safe! Confront any Hydes with courage and conviction, while using bullets, blood and fire to destroy them! We can defeat this scourge!”