Tag: fiction

Film (2015): Look Who’s Back! (29.6.2023)

As matters transpired, Herr Hitler magically re-appeared in the area of Berlin during late 2015 (ironically a year after the Obama Administration had founded the Neo-Nazi Junta of “Maidan” Ukraine – which has ruled ever since in Hitler’s name) where his Bunker was located. This used to be in East Germany – but is now situated in a ‘united’ Germany firmly controlled by the forces of predatory capitalism. Hitler is lying down and there is ‘smoke’ (but no fire) emanating from his body. He states he has a ‘headache’. This all cleverly alludes to him shooting himself and his Body Guards taking his body to the surface to be burned with petrol. Amazingly, Adolf Hitler has travelled through a time-warp and has manifested in a modern Germany!

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Rainbow: Mitzvot (Commandments) – the Seven Laws of Noah! (12.6.2023)

This idea is a leap of logic that attempts to ‘link’ the ‘eight’ sectioned ‘Rainbow Flag’ of Gilbert Baker with the (Hebrew) religious teachings of the ‘Seven Laws of Noah’. These teachings are also referred to as the ‘Noahide Commandments’ (or the ‘Mitzvot’ of Noah). Although Jewish people follow their own set of ‘Mitzvot’ (Commandments) – non-Jewish people who live alongside Jewish people are expected to willingly comply with Noah’s Seven Laws. In Jewish scripture it is stated that Yahweh “created the world that it might be settled”. (Isaiah 45:18) This implies a level of required civilized conduct – which can only be achieved when non-Jewish people also correctly observe the required ‘mitzvot’.

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Gordon the Gopher Quietly “Euthanised” By ITV Executives! (1.6.2023) 

HM Prisons has confirmed that where possible, siblings are housed together, and an insider has revealed that the cell of Timothy Schofield has been kept “clear” of a second occupant whilst the British judicial system awaits developments. Meanwhile, the Publicists who represent Philip Schofield have advised their client to “practice” sitting in a CGI cell as a means to “prepare” his mind and body for any eventuality. This action has been described as purely “routine” for anyone preparing to occupy severely constricted spaces.  

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Book Review: The ‘Time’ Machine or the ‘Space’ Machine? Christopher Priest Takes the Easy Road!

One is left with the distinct impression that Priest truly believes that if his version HG Wells classics were published in the 1880s – well-bred young men would be masturbating everytime there is mention of Amelia’s exposed ankles- to the back drop of a Martian invasion of Earth and nutty Professors who have convinced themselves that their ‘Time’ machine (which is only secondarily a ‘Space’ machine) is ‘not quite there’ whilst it l supposedly lays shimmering in and out of material existence whilst inhabiting a study in Richmond! Those motoring goggles may well come in handy yet – and not necessarily for motor driving! As Priest penned this tome in 1976 – he was probably influenced by the highly successful British science fiction series of ‘Dr Who’ (that also possessed an advanced machine – the ‘TARDIS’ – which funnily enough could also travel in both ‘time’ and ‘space’) and was reaching its creative peak with the actor – Tom Baker – at the helm! More to the point, the ‘love’ scenes, if we can call them that, seem as if the author quickly threw the two Wells novels together, and then realised his caper was up if he did not attempt to go back and at certain random points in the story literally ‘insert’ obviously ‘out of place’ amorous interactions to act as a type Pythonesque ‘camouflage’ – in the hope that the distraction will draw the attention of the audience away from the fact that the book contains ‘zero’ originality and no genuine labour on his part! If anyone does happen to invent a genuine time machine, perhaps the top of any list might be the necessity to go back to 1976 and hide all the pens in the Priest household – and thus save humanity from a genuine catastrophe!

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HG WELLS (1897): THE CRYSTAL EGG (21.11.2022)

There was, until a year ago, a little and very grimy-looking shop near Seven Dials, over which, in weather-worn yellow lettering, the name of “C. Cave, Naturalist and Dealer in Antiquities,” was inscribed. The contents of its window were curiously variegated. They comprised some elephant tusks and an imperfect set of chessmen, beads and weapons, a box of eyes, two skulls of tigers and one human, several moth-eaten stuffed monkeys (one holding a lamp), an old-fashioned cabinet, a flyblown ostrich egg or so, some fishing-tackle, and an extraordinarily dirty, empty glass fish-tank. There was also, at the moment the story begins, a mass of crystal, worked into the shape of an egg and brilliantly polished. And at that two people, who stood outside the window, were looking, one of them a tall, thin clergyman, the other a black-bearded young man of dusky complexion and unobtrusive costume. The dusky young man spoke with eager gesticulation, and seemed anxious for his companion to purchase the article.

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