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Americans On The Rocks & With NO Notion Of How To Dress & Act

by Bodwyn Wook


When late-historical civilisations & their individual societies all rather uniformly ARE on the rocks of History, there comes a point when none of the lash-ups any longer, collectively or individually, CAN of themselves pull back from the dionysian precipice.

And, still less can any ukase from ‘on high’ compell the canaille to abandon the undoubtedly ‘pleb’ delights of their frothing intoxicating gutters.

WE, however, raised these young ‘uns & so it is “too late to bitch about it now,” in the perceptive American phrase. (more…)

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“…[T]he whole co-‘educational’ affair of today CAN not be anything other than a behavioral sink.”  [Bodwyn Wook] 


by B “M Foucault” Wook, Ph D


The historical vanishment of initiatory ceremonies of any convincing emotional impact at all for the young throughout the 500-year North Atlantic Modern Age now over leaves us without religion; wholly dependent for any moral sense of Self on the kind of scientific “reason” that gave us the A-bomb & Zyklon-B; and — since WW II & the advent of Playboy — saturated in a relentless flood of ever-more-virulent & hysterical pornography.

Accordingly, our female children form the childish habit from childhood of parading in public more-or-less naked, themselves all so many young women now for all seasons & with not one single notion between a thousand even of them that Lust is a profound & sometimes terrible spirit.

And, our male children wander with their drawers hanging from the waistbands at their knees in a coma of (more…)

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The…Dreariness of it All

by Bodwyn ‘Henrik Ibsen’ Wook


It is as though all of our Western life has been drowsing with heartburn in a bad late-modern Norwegian domestic reverie for much, much too long; James Thurber, after all & now eighty years ago & more, had (more…)

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DWI Daze 2014 In The South (Of Minnesota)

by Former Farmer Wook

*****Festag 2014 -- 071614

“There were but two men in a crowd of maybe thirteen hundred that
were actually handsome, only one young woman an unalloyed
pleasure to see & no old women of merit.”  [BW]


We were at one of the little town DWI Daze brawls hereabouts last night; the young ‘uns parade & fling themselves on one another in a state of unselfconscious semi-nudity & have no evident idea of any particular restraint.  This is deemed “freedom”.  Especially they are loose now & never even heard of of church, superstition & any such “harmful” inhibition at all, at all.  But, there being no longer any Devil in Hell to award punishment as part of the necessary cycle, there now ARE Therapists On The Make.  One suspects that these include lots (!) of botched resentful, the crypto-puritanical & bona fidedly asexual who really are worried about the Shadow on too much “free” sexuality & yet have no ACTUAL historical or cultural understanding.  So, they stand ever-ready to rope in “guilty” males (not called “men” NO more!) & their “raped” & indeed misused prey.  (The other thing is that even the young seem curiously more deformed than did we going through our Rut Years so long ago; and nor is it only the muchness of Obesity.  the puffed weird slant of many faces, the set of the agate eyes, the proportions of arse to ankles & hip, all of it is so often “off,” now.  And, the rat-like twisted faces of the gaunt lank young males with their squawking & underslung chins & noses like twisted bits of stonework all-too-evidently must be, by now, 2nd-generation Crack & Ritalin babies.  At least a half-dozen of the little females & including at least one of the little town visiting “queens”  lugged & drug palid infants of their own & MDPIC remarked that “the old ones OUR age actually look like they’ve ALL been ridden way too hard!” 

There were but two men in a crowd of maybe thirteen hundred that were actually handsome, only one young woman an unalloyed pleasure to see & no old women of merit.

[Bodwyn Wook

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[17 July 2014]

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Faith In Life…”Faith” In The State

by B “O Spengler” Wook


This is but another aspect of the situation that must surely arise in History in ANY late period characterized by the “relativization of values”.  *

Over time, of course, the emotionally convincing transcendent function of the original majority spirituality & its religious expression NECESSARILY has to fade.

This is because of the inbuilt accumulation of Marx’s “internal contradictions” [Hypocrisy, eg — ed] that overcomes ANY human system & people’s understandable disappointment & rejection thereat.

The seeming breakthrough chance now (more…)

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New Digitrash


by B “Pull UP Your Socks!” Wook


At a guess, THIS latest below-the-belt gag MAY just be better, better ANYWAY than those packs of lead fishing sinkers that “they” still (!) sell to us guys up here in Minnesota, to wear in heavier-and-heavier bags full of everyday, tied with baler twine to dangle from our limp pricks in order “to get BIGGER!” (more…)

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Love Is STILL Where You Find It

by B Wook, Quondam Dervish & Misanthrope


Love in fact is STILL where you find it, that IS the message of much of these cases AND, ironically enough, of all the really great literature about it — and, so, BOTH unbearably trashy episode & unutterably High Art must deal after — inevitably — & wallow for whole lifetimes IN the sometimes-bitter trouble caused by onlooking, censorious & just maybe sourly-jealous halfwits. (more…)

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‘Leg-room Wars’


by Bodwyn ‘Lord Brabazon’ Wook


As a small boy in the early 1950s, I made outings with our parents in Convairs, and Constellations to New Zealand & Dorset & with actual food on china plates, glassware & metal flatware; there was plenty of room, a child could run about & see out the different windows, flying WAS expensive, hence ‘undemocratic’ & therefore NOT crowded. It was altogether pleasurable, in other words & not at all like my last unutterably hideous outing in a 747…in 1988. Sixty years since, one was NOT exposed to epidemic & flecks of snot on one’s sleeve from the adjacent passenger’s sneezes! Now, at sixty-five, I have of course evaded all commercial aviation since & shall continue to do so until I am for good & all dead & safely tucked up in Hell.

[Bodwyn Wook

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[7 June 2014]

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Coverage Of The Scopes Trial by H.L. Mencken

From The Baltimore Evening Sun, June – September 1925

[“The so-called religious organizations which now lead the war against the teaching of evolution are nothing more, at bottom, than conspiracies of the inferior man against his betters.”

[H L Mencken’s jibes are both cruel, alas, and sidesplittingly funny; we ALL know folk of this sort & they are, alas, often to be found lurking in our own families!

     Homo Neanderthalensis June 29, 1925
     Sickening Doubts About Publicity June 29, 1925
     Impossibility of Obtaining Fair Jury July 10, 1925
     Trial as Religious Orgy July 11, 1925
     Souls Need Reconversion Nightly July 13, 1925
     Darrow’s Eloquent Appeal July 14, 1925
     Law and Freedom July 15, 1925
     Fair Trial Beyond Ken July 16, 1925
     Malone the Victor July 17, 1925
     Genesis Triumphant July 18, 1925
     Tennessee in the Frying Pan July 20, 1925
     Bryan July 27, 1925
     Aftermath September 14, 1925



Homo Neanderthalensis

The Baltimore Evening Sun, June 29, 1925


Such obscenities as the forthcoming trial of the Tennessee evolutionist, if they serve no other purpose, at least call attention dramatically to the fact that enlightenment, among mankind, is very narrowly dispersed. It is common to assume that human progress affects everyone — that even the dullest man, in these bright days, knows more than any man of, say, the Eighteenth Century, and is far more civilized. This assumption is quite erroneous. The men of the educated minority, no doubt, know more than their predecessors, and of some of them, perhaps, it may be said that they are more civilized — though I should not like to be put to giving names — but the great masses of men, even in this inspired republic, are precisely where the mob was at the dawn of history. They are ignorant, they are dishonest, they are cowardly, they are ignoble. They know little if anything that is worth knowing, and there is not the slightest sign of a natural desire among them to increase their knowledge. (more…)

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The Metropolitan Building, Minneapolis — First Skyscraper Built West of the Mississippi

by Bodwyn Wook

Metropolitan Building, Minneapolis -- 111313



Our mother’s divorce lawyer, Edward (?) Serstock had offices up in the Metropolitan Building; the cagework elevators with their bronze grills were (more…)

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