Dutchess dem Super
Like a Heat Wave
Something inside
Starts to burning
And I’m filled with desire
Could it be a devil in me
Or is this the way love’s supposed to be?
DPD: Full Moon; 1863~4/5/6 Θώθ~☭ Mad Hatteras res. sub. C. dff, Ltl Tut IP∑βΩ∞▪▫
In the year 1905 Callhim Dogface is spokesperson for Dart GmbH. What is called woke today would sound just like the typical corporate-speak everybody has herd at work for a hundred years. Sound and fury signifying nothing reached the same people back then as now and purveyors of sound and fury sell war as amusement like one sells fireworks to the Chinese.
Thabo the negro, Chaska the redskin, and Henry the foreigner were old men in their thirties when the war broke out. The baby men mocked them when the war was as advanced as their acne and simple as their songs. They called him Tom Fool before he became the great Stonewall. Wake up America (for years) they cried. Now they’re woke, and the reactionaries are mad about it.
The Union Navy was up to their goatees in protocol. Gentlemanly and stiff. The Rebels of the south were steeping in passion. Anger was their indelible expression. Daisy saw the distinction while in the frigate’s holding cell. She was a problem because they thought it dangerous to put other prisoners in the cell with her. For the immediate period after her capture, she was simply taking up valuable space.
In less than two hours time, she had been summoned to the Captain. Posing yet another problem, he wanted to see her in private but dared not. Normally, he would question prisoners and suspected traitors in his private quarters with armed guards outside the door. Under sail, his quarters were noisy with sounds of the sea.
Soft, low, sweet, and plain
Right then, right there, I feel that burning flame
Has high blood pressure got a hold on me
Or is this the way love’s supposed to be
Callhim was now announcing grand tours of Europe for gentlemen beginning at Copper Harbor via the Mackinac Island Grand Hotel. The hotel opened on July 10, 1887, after taking a mere 93 days to complete. Callhim looked smart in his Purser’s uniform and Dart looked the part under the name CSS Flying Dutchman.
At its opening, nightly rates at the hotel ranged from $3 to $5 a night (equivalent to $97.71–162.85 in 2022). To the locals, this was ghastly high and they looked about suspiciously among themselves to see who was paying such rates. Once he had one of that same crowd along the wharf (every town has wharf rats) and now they recognized him. Right left warp weft Doggy was different.
Daisy spoke once more, this time softening her tone, staging it with what appeared to be a bit of regret as their conversation was coming to an end. Why, I do believe you have not bothered to introduce yourself properly to me she said looking as though she felt under valued, that is one without principles and/or money. Daisy had both, but the trick was in the application.
She knew that as far as men must succumb to their egos, it was her feminine responsibility to leave all aspects of female disposition open as being manageable, if needed. Thanking the stars for a short sail to Philadelphia, he turned back to face her, tipped his head in brief dismissal and left her in company with the cook until she could be escorted to her new quarters. He’d be rid of her as his day’s headache in not too many hours. He noticed the cabin had been modified.
Bottom rail on top this time.
Don’t know what to do, my head’s in a haze
It’s like a heat wave
Burning in my heart (It’s like a heat wave)
I can’t keep from crying (It’s like a heat wave)
It’s tearing me apart
%^&
Cannibals Cowboys
Ur Emotional Recuse
I’d lite on my baby ‘n stay with my woman ’till I die
With a toothpick in my hand I’d dig a ten foot ditch
And run all through the jungle fightin’ lions with a switch
DPD: VietMoon, sock gnat first day 1863±20*3 giants groping blind B.C.e C. W. IP &c Θώθ~☭ lade da
Which is more important: religion or sex? What a question. If you think the war is not about religion, think again. What war? This one. Who is your enemy? Whatever is repulsive. Beauty attracts. Ugly repels. Why? Chemicals. Pandora adds: and electricity, and then ( Henry multiplies )-; discrete (math) sex. A haploid cell fuses with another haploid cell during fertilization in organisms that reproduce sexually.
Religion simply means read (again) systems (for Mohammed) that relate humanity to supernatural beings. Get them wondering juice. Which is more important- wandering Jews. Get it? If you aint haploid, you aint happening. By the time of the overland campaign (after the battle), Henry’s overseas operation made the war (for Henry) a sideline.
Not for Daisy; Miss LaCroix was leaving the plantation, once again in search. This infernal war was certain not to ever yield any semblance of peace, especially in the long run. Daisy was convinced of that. As in all wars, those that were spared their belongings had still lost what common sense they had had in dealing with others as they had in their now elusive prior existence. It was that Henry had sent no word.
Actually, she felt he had, but too much correspondence had been intercepted. Anyone one might care to look at it, Henry lived it like the weather. Or he was now gone entirely. It was by sheer and superficial luck that Henry had protected himself thusly by sweating. These thoughts occupied Daisy’s attention as she rode with two men toward the north in the summer of 1861, in search of word of the war.
I’ve got blisters on my feet
I’m trying to find my baby
And bring her home with me
You better run into me baby and-a be convinced
If you don’t run into me right now, woman
You ain’t got no sense
The seaside scenery was dotted by batteries throughout the coastline by either the U.S. or C.S. militaries, north through south respectively, at virtually every seagoing inlet. The Virginia border with North Carolina was the end to which Daisy had set for herself, not having any desire toward dealing with the dark blue uniforms who manned the artillery there.
By the time they tried to ferry to Cape Hatteras, the Union Navy, and with co-operation of the Union Army, had set up a blockade of the inlet that ruined the seaside scenery with fires, smoke and the occasional noise of threatened peace. Undaunted, Daisy, Samuel and Dodge arranged for accommodations inland that were loosely set up for supply lines and their facilitators. Scouting the eastern shores of the sound, Daisy found the terrain to be difficult…
Upon their arrival, they found the Fort preparing for attack. Forced to secure a measure of safety as the threat deepened, she tried to settle into the quarters of an officer who had recently departed for South Carolina. Her guards had been given posts for battle, age no longer considered. It was to be a long couple of days. A large man with a tall hat positioned on the crest of some dunes watched.
Some of the Lumbee were gathering sea creatures to take inland as Fort Hatteras was attacked. From his vantage point he was able to see a woman very much resembling Henry’s plantation friend was taken by a smaller rowing vessel, with a very few other prisoners, to be forced aboard the Union frigate waiting offshore. With this first act of Union success on attacking a Confederate fort, the war was officially on.
Race does not exist anymore than space does. Machines do not reproduce sexually, yet a machine tool (or a 3D printer) can make copies of itself. Remember the 1957 space race. We do the same thing, but we need instructions. Or we just press all the buttons (don’t touch the red one) to see what they do. No instructions tell boys to go over to Lulu-belle’s house and bang out a passel of willies.
Girls get issued their new equipment that turns a lure to a lullaby for little Lulu. Where does a one-dimensional replicator reproduce? That’s the point. Period. Dot…Hear line square cube spun into a sphere. Herb comes to recuse the air cavalry at Hawking kitty and Julian of Norwich says all will be well.
Hear Deep Subject
I lost all my money, my woman and my pet
But I’ve got to have you baby
And I’ll settle for nothing less
Give up all my good time, baby
And stay for happiness
Because you know I love you baby, yeah
Oh, you know I love you baby, yeah
Well, if I don’t love you baby, I tell ya
Grits ain’t grocery
Eggs ain’t poultry
And Mona Lisa was a man
Oh!
+^+
Super Frigates
Maid in Japan
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer’s here and the time is right
For dancing in the street
DPD: BillyMoon, 1905~!1863 Θώθ~☭ Copper Harbor res. sub. C. Dogface, Ltl Tut IP >∑βΩ∞▪▫ (cal)
We know more about other species then we do about other genders. Don’t you find that strange? No, said Pandora. I don’t. Men are like every other species- food, fuck and fight. Eat, poop and die. The only difference between mankind and other mammals is we wear clothes. We change our covering to attract friends and repel enemies. Attraction and repulsion. I get that.
What I don’t get is the credit I deserve for putting up with you fools. Put up or shut up (they say). Well I know how silly you guys get if I flip out a boob. What happens when you wave your weenies? Same thing happens here in Copper Harbor as it does anytime, anywhere. You get busted for flaunting the distinguishing mark of your gender.
Getting her morning’s entertainment behind her, Daisy took a most feminine pose near a stanchion that held the chain that framed the topside deck, where she watched the shoreline. Henry put the binoculars down harder and louder than he needed to, hating the appearance of losing any composure due to her needling. We’ll make it our duty to find that out as well.
And, as promised, we shall watch the pearl divers for a short time and immediately following that, very directly, rest assured, I will be most happy to return you to historical Georgia, where you are the most supreme authority in all you lay your eyes upon. She brings out the worst rather than the best of me. Henry thought she was talking about horses. A Shoshone horse is part of the Dart.
Just as long as you are there
So come on ev’ry guy grab a girl
Everywhere around the world
The Dart had taken on an interpreter. Daisy fell head over heels for Haru, the sweet little boy they had brought aboard to answer the numerous questions they had and to answer the curious questions from any natives. Haru was the one who explained the bay environment and island situations as they scooted around respectfully in those delicate waters.
He was the son of an ama, mandated to learn English in his elementary level of schooling because of the times, and therefore qualified to instruct these odd newcomers (in antique clothing) in the ways of Ise Bay. Most of all, Daisy enjoyed that the young one had an astute and entertaining sense of humor, something she found to be poorly lacking in her company.
Stupid-head Johnson, US Pres. was issuing pardons like he was cutting cookies for the whole neighborhood. The largest landowners and thus the largest slaveholders in the beaten south were also officers in the rebel army. Big surprise there eh. Diagonal bracing kept her from hogging and the Cramp boys explained that to Henry when we designed the USS South Carolina.
Prissy Howard was as ineffectual as he ever was at Gettysburg or Edisto Island and a successful collective was destroyed by capital extremists. Pandora would learn the trick or auto-rotation and Ms. LaCroix would add to her pearls of wisdom to be unleashed at Henry when the time was ripe for rebellion. She would rise again.
Yet, her thoughts continued to revert to Ise Bay. She tried to count the little boats with the naked women in her memory as she rolled the beautiful orbs draped over her fingers, each bead feeling as cold as the near freezing water the women had to dive into and swim through that day, eventually coming to the surface breathless and coughing.
Daisy loved the necklace, but vowed to wear it in front of Henry only on days of contention. She felt she owed him a share in some of her guilt over the gems. Every time there was occasion for argument or anger, he should be looking at those pearls. Daisy dropped them back into the velvet, laid them into the chest, then slowly retired to her bed, glad to be well settled
back in the past.
They’re dancing in the street (dancing in the street)
Way down in L.A., every day, they’re dancing in the street
Let’s get our big strong long, get on time (they’re dancing in the street)
Across the ocean blue, me and you (we’re dancing in the street)
∑βΩ
Night x Night
Dark Square Dixie
But don’t tell it to a poor man
Cause he’s got to kill for every thrill
The best he can
Everywhere around me
I see jealousy and mayhem
Because no men have all their peace of mind
To carry them
Well I don’t really care
If it’s wrong or if it’s right
But until my ship comes in
I’ll live night by night
DPD: Cadman moon; 40° 34′ 39.36″ N, 73° 58′ 38.65″ res. sub. C. Dogface, Ltl Tut IP an ya mudda ppftt
Transport during the war had to include mail as well as large heavy stuff and speed was definitely a factor. By the time of the battle, things changed state in spite of their weight. HH sees this as an opportunity at seventy years young. Stop it, Henry. This is a tricky port and I can’t see anything. Where the fuck are we? Temperature, pressure and time.
TPT a present in both cheese logs and fruitcake. Fuckawi was an Indian tribe, right? Uncle Chaska would say it smells like Nagasaki. Thabo the owner say it look like Crony Island Chile tube. Fukuyama and the End of History. Whoops. Random Element. Gavrilo Princip. Obviously Rio and Brazil and the Sackler tribe. Obviously the government should carry the mail with magnum celery.
I could cut it in this rube town
When he tried to hang that sign on me
I said take it down
When the dawn patrol got to tell you twice
They’re gonna do it with a shotgun
Yes, I’m cashing in this ten-cent life
For another one
The meaning of a word lies in the response it generates. Amazon warriors were known, but not cultivated during the 19th century civil war in North America. In war they admired attractive men doing repulsive deeds. BG Black Jack Logan, for example. Henry hadn’t much use that Jack. Being born in Hessen land, unlike most Americans, Henry always knew what he should do for a living.
Americans rejected the concept of nobility by birth, which was the only nobility there was in Hessen land. Mobility was another matter. Henry the immigrant, Chaska the native and Thabo the slave were united by their trades from cradle to grave. Guilds and lodges gained mobility after the war. Odd Fellows with ladies auxiliaries and such. Some tried all their lives to even the score.
Hunting, scouting and soldiering were such simple concepts in those days. Never own more than you can carry, and defend what you own to the death. Electricity was a baby then, and so was teleportation. You could order a bunch of cannons here and have them sent there, but the technology was extremely crude by our standards.
Gender identity was a given, but the boys saluted a uniform quick enough to give one time to wave proper papers and act the part. Daisy plays her part in a theatre of war as well as she ever did. Better in fact- with the use of avatars. Her dreams of faraway places gave way to her soviet republic of Georgia. Council and consul (they say) mean the same in russian. Serbian, cyrillic, Sickles, sickle Carolina sweets puds.
States, rats &c.
To lose another fight
So until my ship comes in
I’ll live night by night
+$#$+
Millworker Invasion
Peashooter War Antumbra
He blew in off the water
My father was a farmer
And I, his only daughter
Took up with a no good millworking man
From Massachusetts
Who dies from too much whiskey
And leaves me these three faces to feed
DPD: Equinox Crescent roll; 1863~65/8>∑βΩ∞▪▫raw Dog, IP Tut log entry line century @©.
Who won the civil war? Strange question because it never ended. We are in the antumbra of the US Civil War, the region from which the occluding body (zzz-z) appears entirely within the disc of another object that passes between us and the light source. It’s not a disc of course, but our slice of the sphere. We learned to camp and hike in Boy Scouts like civil war soldiers.
We marched and bivouacked like it was100 years ago . Henry was a sutler during the war, rattling pans. Thabo was a soldier in the USCT briefly, then took to the trains. Chaska is still pesky, and arranged a legal structure whereby Daisy owns all the wealth but only Henry can spend it. Chaska cackles at the white man’s wives tale war. Flint axes make water go bad.
Thank goodness it was fought with primitive sticks and clubs like a tenth monkey nick knocking across the savannah. Thabo and Chaska had only experienced one mission aboard the Dart (all they could stand) and were still strong in their seventies. Henry was forced to pilot every sortie, leaving clean-shaven and dark and returning with a belt-length white beard by morning.
Henry developed a light that would throw a 10-foot vaudeville spot on a ship at 1000 yards… or (as it turned out) zap a hair-sized hole through 10 inches of steel armor three feet away. Henry had no such kit when they unknowingly joined Sherman by sea off Savannah in 1865 in what today would be called an amphibious assault. Business as usual suits US fine.
And I have been the fool
To let this manufacturer
Use my body for a tool
I can ride home in the evening
Staring at my hands
Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl
Ought to stand a better chance
Boiling frog was storming ashore- hopping mad because even though the war was over, Gordon’s boys didn’t see it that way… and Henry had silver skillets to trade for secrets from BASF and IG Farben. Morgan and Carnegie were steel giants shaking chemists loose and polymers were next. To their commodifiers, one major general was the same as another.
Silver was bound for Europe, plots bound for Pancake Lake, time is limited and this is a job for kittens whiskers, balls of yarn, knitting needles, and such magic as young girls know. All Henry’s head was a lumberjack syrup of physics and a gamekeeper mounting and stuffing the game. VonHot black packet boats mixed in with the Yankee picket ships.
One needed six men or two horses to get a 300lb (sin, cos,) log (tube, canon, cannon, whatever) out the mud. The gun must be able to splinter a stone steeple a mile away. Shower sparks enough alight the timbers- aye me lads. Hen, You talk alack dam Cajun fork dew inn Carolina pines away down dar node decode. Yah say Henry. Discrete math. Daisy wood no
wot dot dew.
Just as long as I am able
And never meet the man
Whose name is on the label
It be me and my machine
For the rest of the morning
And the rest of the afternoon, gone
For the rest of my life
^∑^
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