Mese: ottobre 2015

man smart, woman smarter?


“Is that a snake, honey?” Gladys asked Tyrone.

“They’re such an especially interesting symbol. They always remind me of Adam and Eve.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t give you the satisfaction of admitting it,” her husband mused. “But during the six days of creation, God first created inert matter, then living things, going from inferior to superior. He went from minerals to vegetables to animals. On the sixth day He created man, and only then, woman.

After a bit of a dramatic pause she reminded him, “Then you should be a bit more careful how you presume to treat me from now on.”

Each week Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us in our Friday Fictioneers. Each individual writes a hundred word story based on a photo prompt. This week’s prompt is by Dale Rogerson.


seven most important words

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Seven Wonders.”

The way I see it, a rightly ordered understanding of Catholic orthodoxy has always been entirely in cahoots with a rightly ordered understanding of human nature. If I were to pick seven words, by way of which mankind could count on the best of possible hopes of people’s understanding each other, I should have to choose the names of the Seven Capital Virtues. That, of course, would be with the implicit understanding that their opposed vices should be avoided.

They are the following:

1.) Humility. Humility in others, of course, is always seemingly admired and appreciated. Usually, however, people who most demand it from others want it in a servile manner. Humility should be self-regulatory.

2.) Liberality. Generosity, lack of envy, always helps to keep things going between and among people.

3.) Chastity. Everyone knows that this one has never been easy. A healthy respect for the sexual sphere is unavoidably necessary for mankind’s survival. Today’s warped sexual mores, always defended under the guise of a supposed need for freedom and love, are intrinsically disordered and self-destructive.

4.) Meekness. Unjust unbridled anger, or wrath, accounts for all sorts of trouble.

5.) Temperance. Gluttony can be nasty. Inordinate desire for food and drink leads to a lot of medical problems, both physically and psychologically.

6.) Kindness. It’s quite a lot easier to persuade someone by way of a reasonably friendly polite nudge than by lashing out at him.

7.) Diligence. This is contrary to the sin of sloth. Persistence is the only manner by way of which anything can get done.

Of course there’s no way that restricting an entire language to only these words can possibly facilitate communication. My entire point is that in order for mankind to come to an understanding of the manner in which we should deal with each other, people simple have to come to a rightly ordered recognition and acceptance of the meaning of these words.

it’s deja vu all over again


Ellie was a frustrated young heiress, eager to get out and to do some harmless partying every once in a while.

Her stuffy father, however, demanded that she stay at the local convent boarding school, without leaving, throughout the entire semester.

One day, she sneaked out and boarded a local bus.

It was quite a nerve wracking ride.

Seated right next to her was a dashing young journalist named Peter.

He never stopped trying to win her over.

Peter wasn’t her style though.

When she got home she watched a DVD. She cringed all throughout “It Happened One Night”.

Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us weekly in our Friday Fictioneers”, a hundred~word prompt based upon a picture. This week’s picture is provided by Ron Pruitt.

once there was a way to get back homeward


Ringo and Paul were at their favorite pub one night.

“Do you think we should ever tell folks?” The aged bassist pondered aloud.

“It might bloody flip ‘em out,” his drummer companion replied.

They reminisced about their band’s plans to reunite in 1983, upon the twentieth anniversary of the “Please Please Me” album.

“Remember John’s nasty Rolling Stone interview,” Paul mused. “When he lashed out at us, throwing ‘em off the track?”

“Oh did George ever do a number on us!” Ringo chimed in.

“Oh well,” said Paul. “It wasn’t meant to be, I reckon.”

“Yesterday” came on the radio.

This week’s photo prompt is by Rochelle Wisoff~Fields who leads us weekly in our Friday Fictioneers, an attempt to make a hundred~word work of fiction out of a photograph.

gabba gabba hey


It was early June, 1980. My cousin Gary, his fiancee Maria, some friends and cousins of hers, and I went to Great Adventure to see the Ramones in concert.

To pass the time before the main attraction, we went on some rides.

I was within earshot of Joe Jag, Victor and Vinnie when they started singing Blotto’s “I Wanna Be A Lifeguard”.

A few days after the concert I went to the nearest Sam Goody and got a copy of Blotto’s “Hello My Name Is Blotto. What’s Yours?”

The Ramones were good but that song is still just too much.

Thanks to Ted Strutz for this week’s Photo Prompt and to Rochelle Wisoff~Fields, our fearless leader, for Friday Fictioneers.

what’s the news across the nation? we have got the punctuation

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “By the Dots.”

Having always been quite compulsively articulate, I take punctuation very seriously. To my credit, I honestly don’t think I have too much of a problem with it.

The exclamation point doesn’t doesn’t often strike me as being necessary. It’s quite like the word “actually” or “literally”. Each of those words is obscenely over-used. Relatively few sentences absolutely require exclamation points.

The comma truly makes a significant difference. If someone claims to have met John Paul, George and Ringo, he’s met one of two popes, and two Beatles. If he claims to have met John, Paul, George and Ringo, he’s met all the Beatles. I’ve always thought it would be nice to write a play named “It’s Time to Eat, Aunt Gertrude”, and sell it to a group of cannibals, who could promptly change the title to “It’s Time to Eat Aunt Gertrude”.

Lately there seems to be quite a lot of controversy over the Oxford comma, often called the Harvard comma, series comma, or serial comma. That’s the one that’s placed before the conjunction in a series of at least three items. I can’t see how it necessarily matters whether one refers to England, France and Spain, or England, France, and Spain, unless of course it’s unavoidably mandatory to clarify the question of whether or not France and Spain are engaged in some sort of collusion. If each country is acting separately I should use the Oxford comma.

I don’t seem to have many occasions, in my everyday life, to use the ellipsis, though I have, over the course of several college classes, used it in order to cite references to long passages. It’s quite difficult to allude to something, in its entirety, from the collected works of someone like Jane Austen or John Stuart Mill. Therefore, a well-placed ellipsis often comes in handy under such circumstances. It can be misused though. I read a few years ago about some anti-Catholic liberals who, in order to besmirch the reputation of Pope Pius XII, and to depict him as a Nazi sympathizer, deceitfully used the ellipsis to give the impression of his having said and done other than what he really said and did. With an ellipsis, context is all.

The question mark and period are both pretty much easy. Declarative and interrogatory sentences are most of what I write anyway.

The occasional dash or two comes in quite handy. Often it pays to insert a qualifying passage into a sentence in order to clarify a thought. I appear to have a habit of quite often using a tilde instead of a dash. Under unofficial circumstances, there appears not to be any harm in that. Parentheses work well for this too~hence the term, parenthetical aside.

For some reason, I virtually never use semicolons. According to my understanding of semicolons, they are supposed to be used in order to link two independent clauses without a conjunction. According to that definition, a semicolon is virtually synonymous with a period so I might as well use a period.