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Thursday, February 15, 2018

What I Notice When I'm Pissed Off

I am sickened by the latest school shooting. The loss of those young lives is felt keenly by everyone whose lives they touched. At each one of these things we are all shocked, horrified and finally helpless because, what the hell can we do? It's so random, so chaotic there is no way to predict who will do what where.

Except for this latest one in Florida.  This one act brought several things into sharp contrast for me. Between being sent a link for video that I needed to look at to noticing certain things happen at certain times. The thing that hit me the most was the frustration from the Sheriff's office where this happened. I get that frustration. I get why the Sheriff said what he did. He's hit by this. He probably knew several students, their parents, and he tried to get the FBI to listen to him and they didn't.

I am going to try to stay as focused as I can here and cite my beef as accurately as I an. Because I'm angry. I'm angry that people are out there trying to make political bones off the deaths of 17 people who should have never been in danger.

The first item I would like to address is a video posted as the shootings were happening. This is a YouTube video that James Allsup took issue with because of the timing and the message as all of this was happening. I made the remark that it was as if they knew it was going to happen. This is not the only happening that showed certain people had amazing precognitive abilities during the shooting.

Then there is Senator Chris Murphy (D-Conn) who hit the floor of the Senate WHILE THE SHOOTINGS WERE STILL HAPPENING. How did he know? The Cruz kid was still shooting people inside the school? How did he know? This is a guy from Connecticut. It's not like constituents were blowing up his phone to let him know what was happening. The police were not even at the building yet. Let that sink in for a moment.

And, now we come to the crux of all of this. The FBI KNEW about this kid and did nothing and the lame excuses they are throwing out today stick of bullshit.

One kid who had seen the Cruz kid's skreed online notified the FBI who had an agent call him and appeared to take it seriously at first, then told the kid they could not identify who had posted what was reported. The guy gave him Cruz's name and information but nothing was done by the FBI. The Sheriff had contacted the FBI because of what he was posting on social media and was being reported by citizens. He was told they couldn't identify the kid and he, like the guy earlier, was ignored.

You want to know what I think? I think Christopher Wray has a lot of explaining to do to not just the parents and families of those killed in yesterday's murders, but to the families of the victims of the Orlando nightclub shooting and the Boston Marathon bombing.

Perhaps the FBI was too busy holding their dicks in their hands, turning in circles looking for Russia Collusion that never happened with Trump, but rather with his electoral opponent but agents were to fucking busy looking for ghosts to properly investigate the reports that appear to have flooded in about this kid. Now I no longer think it's just the top of the FBI that stinks, but it appears that the rank and file agents are no better than their bosses. Lazy and all too willing to overlook anything that is politically non-expedient for them. Christopher Wray needs to be fired. Immediately.

Now. to hit this where it needs to be hit. The Media. Who, as it happens, appear to have been waiting just down the block when the shooting started and had their news vans there before the police showed up, and were grabbing kids running from the building to interview them. How did they know?

Cruz was 19 and legally purchased the firearm he used in the shooting. He was able to buy the gun because the FBI did not do their damned job. As you will see in James Allsup's video, Cruz was posting, prolifically, his picture of torturing animals, dressed up in Antifa gear, balaklava and all, and his Socialist leanings.

Everyone knew this kid was going to do this. They tried to warn authorities and were ignored, including the Sheriff of the county where this happened. I don't blame guns. This one I lay at the feet of the FBI. If they had done their damned jobs this kid would never have been able to buy a gun, and might have been locked up after a 71 hour mental hold showed he was clearly psychotic.

This is what happens when children are indoctrinated. This is what happens when the cognitive dissonance becomes so bad because what the kid is told and what he witnesses are so at odds with each other. This is what happens when Progressives get your kids.

So, stop with the "Take away all the guns and this will never happen again!" stupidity. A guy called into the Rush Limbaugh show today and made a very salient point. The next school shooter already has his gun or knows how to get a hold of it easily. I wish that one of those teachers there had been carrying and taken that malignant stain out. I really do. Perhaps we would not have so many grieving people today. Perhaps we would not be grieving anyone but celebrating how a good guy with a gun stopped a bad guy with a gun.

People who want to perpetrate evil will always find a way to do so. This Cruz kid did.

Tuesday, February 06, 2018

An Open Letter To Theresa May

To Theresa May, Prime Minister of Great Britain

IN RE: Brexit

I'm American, so I think it might be best if you imagine the Marjorie Dawes reading this to you. It works best for me, as well.

You're not doing very well, are you? I mean, the referendum was pretty clear, you got your MP stripes, as it were, and then what? Oh dear, lots and lots of dithering. You love you some dithering, don't you. You've dithered so much that you had to form a coalition to keep your digs at 10 Downing Street, right?

That does not bode well at all.

It's almost like people you see you and Saddiq Khan in the same light, yeah? God knows, he's not a popular man about town.

I'll be honest, I've never liked you. Even though you were elected PM of Great Britain and all, you have the stick of The Swamp all over you. I've sat back for years now and watched as you bulloxed up something that should have been pretty straightforward. The fact is, leaving the EU is really easy. Really easy. You just tell the EU to go pound sand and watch as they crumble. The fact that you haven't, that you have drawn it out shows everyone that you don't really want to leave and are, in point of fact, disenfranchising each person in England who voted to leave.

I'll be honest, I don't know if you're buying into the migrant clap-trap or you've realized that unless you change your ways the NHS collapses in about ten years, if it can heave itself along that long.

I will tell you the most dangerous mindset in the whole of this planet. And that is to continue to do something that is not working because that's the way it's always been done. If you're so stupid as to believe that you can go against the will of your voters, then I would suggest that Jacob Rees-Mogg might be a better replacement. He appears to at least listen to what the people are saying, which is more than you have been doing since you moved into Downing Street.

If you will allow me to make a suggestion, from a former colony, you know, the one you don't bend knee to as you do the rest of them... Yes, I get we beat your butts in our little Revolution... but, I feel it incumbent upon me to point out to you that they don't just happen on our side of the pond. They can happen on your little island as well. And knowing our current president, odds are, there is not much help coming your way from this side of the Atlantic if you do get into a spot of trouble.

I get it. You're scared right now. Scared of losing the power you perceive yourself to have. You only have that power because of your social contract that you accepted when you were elected. You promised to promote the best interest of the people in your nation who voted to leave the EU. It was a lot of people, Mrs. May. I'm assuming you're a missus, although you do look like a dues paying member of NOW.

Many people voted to leave the EU. Many people won't be happy if it doesn't happen and soon. You've spent enough time dithering, madam. DO YOUR DAMNED JOB.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Modern Day Secession, Same Reasons

I think, if we went back to, maybe, 1860, and looked at the headlines in the newspapers, we would see that the Democrats aren't any different then, in their protection of slavery, than they are today in their protection of... slavery.

Except, the slaves are no longer just black, they are brown, incredibly impoverished, and lured here by the promise of "a better way of life", instead of being kidnapped by neighboring tribes, sold on the Slave Coast and then brought to America to work forever as well as their children, because there is nothing that Democrats love more than Chattel Slavery.

Lately, there has been a lot of discussion of sanctuary cities, states rights. This time the Democrats are looking for new forms of slavery, and they found it in Central and South American poverty. Sure, sure, they have to pay them a little bit and let them live in a corner of the basement, but slavery made them pay for the food, clothing and shelter of their slaves, this is actually cheaper. And there is nothing more that Democrats love than cheap slavery.

Doubt me? Take a walk in a New York City Park. Note the nannies taking care of the white children in that bastion of Progressive wonderment.

These proud Democrats proudly hire illegal immigrants, basically imprison them, forcing them to clean up after them and give them a few bucks a week with an hour off, and call themselves "caring".

In every single Sanctuary City there is a huge need for nannies and lawn maintenance. Why should Democrats have to pay a decent price for these services? Can't you see how hard they're working knitting Pussy Hats? Exactly what kind of Simon Legree are you?

They proudly screamed for $15/hr minimum wage where they live, and then realized they don't want to afford that price. Therefore they need a workforce they can exploit. Enter the illegal aliens who were put to work in their homes and sweatshops, producing their clothing that they can sell for outrageous prices to people just as stupid as they are in their trendier than thou boutiques.

All of a sudden California is all about the Tenth Amendment.

Think on that for a moment.

Friday, December 15, 2017

Serious Thoughts on Writing Romance

When I was in school I minored in psychology, quite by accident on my part, and high hopes on my advisor’s part. Trust me, psychology is nothing more than manipulating people through learned behaviors and that kind of power in my hands is not a good thing. It was good thing I did when I refused to take the three or four credit hours I needed for the double major.

Several times a year some old school friends and I get together in a chat room and catch up, and we always have a December get together. End of year sort of thing. We’ve lost a few members through death or disinterest, but the five core members of our little group have remained. The others in our group all graduated from medical school, except one, who didn’t like the pressure and went into pharmaceuticals, I think. I was the only one in an “allied field” as it’s become known, as I majored in biology, molecular biology to make that point as fine as possible. I was very good at microbiology and was fascinated with the mitochondrion since I discovered it as age eleven.

I’m the only one who doesn’t work in science at all. I left the field over twenty years ago, in pure disgust over the environmentalists ruining peer review and grant begging. I made the observation that if you wanted to get your grant money just add, “…and its effect on the environment.” To the end of any abstract. It’s now called global warming.

I received a fair amount of ribbing when I began writing romance books. I read them in college in between science texts and trade journals. I’ve been listening to jokes about my bodice rippers for over thirty years. I can take a joke. However, when I dived into the pool of people who wrote them, that brought my friends up short. For the first time, I heard, from them, that I was throwing my education away, and didn’t I feel guilt for not using my education for the betterment of mankind. I know, I laughed that they really didn’t know me if they could say that with a straight face.

So, I explained. I had already had two glasses of scotch and some Christmas cookies, so I completely did everything off the cuff from vague memories of Dr. William’s and Dr. Cadwalder’s lectures on abnormal psychology and psychological paradigms.
I have re-read the logs and this is what I have managed to put together to justify my use of my education while writing what they consider trivial chick lit.

Every genre of literature has an archetypal hero/antihero/villain. All of these archetypes are based on innate fears we bring into the world with us. Infants show fear of spiders and snakes before exposure to those creatures, showing that fear is not a learned behavior, but an innate one. That is why a fear of spiders can rarely be allayed, because it’s part of our genetic makeup.

When we look back on evolution and evolutionary psychology, humans have an innate fear of cat-snake-bird. This is our genetic fear of things that hunt in trees that primates learn to identify and avoid. Our eyesight is developed to be able to discern their markings in a tree so that our primate ancestors could identify and thereby avoid predators.
The cat-snake-bird that breathes fire is a dragon, a symbol, a representation of all of our fears as early man developed. The ultimate predator. So, we need a warrior, a gladiatorial archetype to defend us against this ultimate danger, a protector and thus was born the romantic archetype in Chivalry, which is still present in our literature today.

The dragon was also the ultimate antihero in that it’s job, in our mythology was the protector of virgins and treasure. Dragons are a symbol that are found worldwide.

You can go back to Marduk, the Babylonian god who has a dragon he’d made into a pet. Marduk had faced the danger, protected the world and tamed the cat-snake-bird that breathed fire. He was the hero who slew Tiamat, and used the pieces of her body to create heaven and earth. Tiamat had created the dragons and monsters of the world before Marduk killed her. He is therefore the savior or humanity, a hero.

So, the archetypes we use in romance writing for our protagonists and antagonist go back sixty-million years. Much longer than literature itself.

Without even realizing what we are doing while we’re reading we are identifying danger and protection through the imagery of the words. If you doubt me, you’ve never read Byron.

In the past few years there has been a veritable gold rush in the genre of paranormal romance. You cannot swing a dead cat without hitting someone who is writing about vampires, werewolves or dragons.

Vampires, werewolves and dragons are all literary devices which all hearken back to the cat-snake-bird because they are the ultimate predators and therefore an extraordinary hero is needed to vanquish them. And so, we created the Knight Errant.

It was at this point I was basically in pure bullshit mode and pulling things out of my ass from long forgotten lectures and books read on evolutionary psychology and the thimble of knowledge I have on anthropology. I had to throw in the Babylonian mythology because it was something I’d recently read and it fit. I was literally putting this together as I wrote.

All of my scholarship, bogus and real, garnered one response. “Wow. You’ve really given this some thought.”

Yes, I had thought long and hard before I sat down to begin writing down the stories that had inhabited my brain for far too long. I never begin any endeavor without giving it a great deal of thought and trying to figure out all the angles, because I’ve spread myself very thing several times over my life and I don’t want to get back into that place.

It may seem frivolous to many that some people choose to write about magic, space travel, other worlds, but for many of us this is serious business. I don’t write my stories for the money. I think my royalty statements prove that. I write because I have characters and plots in my head trying to get out. There are several writers I know who tell me their characters speak to them, demanding their story be written. Now. I get that, I really do.

Yes, I write romance books. I write interesting stories that I think tell good stories. Just because they seem silly to some, does not mean they are silly at the basic root of the tale. As with all human stories, they are cautionary tales to teach people to beware of the dangers of the cat-snake-birds in our midst, how to identify and avoid them. I can’t think of anything more important than that.

Monday, September 25, 2017


Ever since Colin Kaepernick took his first knee during the National Anthem I have thought of this scene from Marvel's Avengers movie. I've always loved this scene where Loki is lording it over all those Germans. And his speech is so wonderfully true that I nearly wanted to sing when I saw the film in the theatre. Plus, I love the end when the old man stands up and tells Loki, "There are always men like you".

I've spent the past couple of weeks watching the Free Speech thing going on at Berkeley and this whole NFL thing which is now spreading to the MLB. And I am positively amazed at the amount of ignorance amongst college admins and students alike. Let's face it, there aren't any jock philosophers, so their hold on reality will always be iffy, and they are very easily led.

Right now, we have the Gray Matter of the Flower Children, who started Free Speech Week at Berkeley in the 60, who are not in positions of power in the administration and staff at universities trying for one last gasp at youth before they keel over. They are straining for that last little bit of relevance in the hopes that they've "made a difference".

Let me assure you idiots, you have. We have you to thank for Donald Trump. He simply would not have been possible without your stupidity of the past 10 years. Thank you, indeed. You are what made his rise to power possible. You must be so proud.

Here's the deal, folks. I have no problem if you kneel at the National Anthem. No problem, whatsoever. As long as you understand what taking a knee means. And, apparently, none of the idiots doing it has a clue. So, allow me to school you on what taking a knee or kneeling means.

We kneel to those who have power over us. It's a sign of respect and acknowledgment that they are higher up in the pack than we are. It's a very human thing. So, each time you take a knee at the playing of the National Anthem, I see it as showing abject respect for our Nation. Oh, Poor Colin Kaepernick. You had no idea, did you?

We also kneel in respect to a higher power, such as when we kneel in church or a religious ceremony. We kneel or bow (if you have bad knees such as I do) with deference and respect. We kneel in our pews, we kneel at the altar, we show abject subjugation of our will towards that of whatever god we worship. It is present in every modern religion. Ever seen a Mohammedan praying? Total subjugation.

So, perhaps all of those idiots in the NFL are subjugating themselves to the greatness of our nation? Yeah, I laughed, too. It's amusing when morons take a stand they know nothing about.

You know another time we kneel? When tyrants order us to bow down to them. Have you ever heard the saying, "I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees"? I'm going to guess you haven't since you're all so ready to get on your knees and suck off the Progressives. And, that's right where they want you. As long as your head is down there you will never notice how they manipulate their ballot cattle. In case you're confused, if you kneel at the anthem, YOU are ballot cattle. Moo.

So, next game you decide you'll take a knee, think on this. And, also consider the fact that the ONLY reason you make the money you do is because of the people who pay to come watch you play. You've pissed them off and now the people who pay you are running scared. I can't wait to see the overnights for yesterday's games.

Mind shining my shoes while you're down there?