I was searching for words of wisdom to pass on to my adult children. I gathered thoughts from some of the older generations that are well-known and greatly respected in our communities. I then searched among family, friends, and local publications for examples to illustrate their opinions. This is what I found.
Continue reading “Words from The Elders by Frederick K Foote: Number 96!”
(Editors’ Note: Today begins the countdown to the 100th LS story written by the great Frederick K Foote. Fred has been a contributor for a decade and of the thousands who have published with us, he is only the fourth to reach this plateau. Today we present number 95, and the daily countdown will bring a new one until 100 debuts this Friday.
Congratulations, Fred–Leila, Diane Hugh)
A letter from an unknown source to Francis Marsh (FM) was received by FM in September 2021.
[Francis Marsh is a cultural anthropologist/sociologist in Oakland, California. Marsh has broadcast “Social Change,” a popular podcast since 2018.]
Continue reading “Religion Gone Viral by Fredrick K Foote”
Hello one and all. Instead of the weekly wrap (which would be a strange thing to present being that it is Christmas Crime Week) we unwrap and wrap the final case of this week’s criminal activity. The “Sue” is a vile little turd, but he is both interesting and entertaining, and we feel you will find him the same.
The Holiday Extravaganza ends not today, come back tomorrow and you will see the start of Frederick K Foote Week and he marches the final miles to his 100th appearance on the site.
A Boy Named Sue by Scott Taylor – Content Warning. A subject that some readers may find upsetting.
Image: Jail cell with Christmas trimming chains on the bars by Angie at Studio Anjou
In the world of crime “Boxing Day” often creates its own meaning. Usually something a bit more prosaic than switching places with the Master, unless, of course, his Lordship is in need of “crating” for shipment.
Loch Ness Monster by Steven French is also something whose title can be taken in more than one way. Utterly brilliant, this piece brings out the self head slap and Why didn’t I think of that? in every writer. Steven did, and he handled the subject with perfection.
Loch Ness Monster by Steven French
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As you see, Unanimous by June Griffin is today’s guest perp.
Merry Christmas to you, yours and whatever that is in your cup and/or Bong of Joy.
And on this Christmas Day, with Scrooge and the Grinch amending and Rudolph and the other Reindeer blowing off stress at Martini’s Bar in Bedford Falls (where Santa stopped off to catch his annual lap dance from Violet Bix, whom, according to Mary Bailey is a “hoiest ho ho ho”), we invite you to open a gift to you from June Griffin.
This is a fine bit of literary loot that has been rerun more than once and was included on our best ever list. Yes, this tale has a lengthy rap sheet, well earned and it is once again getting longer.
No larceny by this fine author who was a staunch supporter of the site back when LS was just another punk hanging around on the corner.
Image: Jail cell with Christmas trimming chains on the bars by Angie at Studio Anjou
Few writers expose darkness as well as Alex Sinclaire. And he certainly cast a light on and in a human being utterly destroyed by life in Paraffin Lamp.
“Packy” should not be on the streets. He is violent and rotten to the vanishing point of his soul. And yet he is “one of us”–which makes him obscene and strangely beautiful.
It comes with a Warning, but if you are having Goose for the holiday it may be an ironic advisory.
Image: Jail cell with Christmas trimming chains on the bars by Angie at Studio Anjou
Introduction
Three days into the Yule Tide Caper and we are still as clueless as a manufacturer of cluelessness.
Extra Strength, New and Improved Cluelessness. Like that on the face of a Hollywood type when asked to explain Special Relativity.
But fortunately we can shine light on certain misbehaviours that have migrated from one side of the map to the other. Actually “attempted misbehaviours” because sometimes home blood is the easiest to shed but not leave.
Such is the case of The Horrible Relocation by the father and son team of Marco and Liam Etheridge.
Enjoy, Ho Ho Oh No
The Horrible Relocation by Marco & Liam Etheridge
Image: Jail cell with Christmas trimming chains on the bars by Angie at Studio Anjou
I’m introducing my own story here.
I’ve not much to say other than this was a blast to write. It was based on some actual events that were told to me by an old work mate. Ironically it wasn’t long after Leila told me that this had been chosen for this week that my workmate passed away.
I am honoured to be part of this and I was honoured to have known the legend that is Murdoch Scott!
RIP Murdy – It was an absolute pleasure working with you and sharing a few pints!!!!
The Viaduct by Hugh Cron – Warning – Strong Language
Image: Jail cell with Christmas trimming chains on the bars by Angie at Studio Anjou
Hello, I hope everyone is geared up and ready for the madness about to be released, though it’s probably already ongoing in most places. When the rellies get you down and you fancy a nice quiet sleep somewhere without turkey and stuffing perhaps an overnight in the local lockup appeals.
Anyway, I hope everyone has the exact sort of time that they want and I have to say thank you to my fellow editors for choosing this little piece to kick off the Christmas Crime Week. Strap in guys, things could get rocky – ho ho ho.
Image: Jail cell with Christmas trimming chains on the bars by Angie at Studio Anjou
Another week closer to another year!
I’ve been thinking on smoking. I see that some programmes have trigger warnings. Or to be more precise, ‘A Nonsensical waste of words by fuckwits for fuckwits!’
There was an old panel game called ‘Joker In The Pack’ which is being repeated and you can hardly see the contestants due to the fog of smoke.
The amazing Comedienne, Dave Allen sat at his chair with a pack of cigarettes and a large whiskey. (I didn’t spell that incorrectly, he was a proud Irishman.)
‘The Wheeltappers And Shunters Club’ was filmed in a Working Mens Club and you could hardly see the audience!
Anything that was filmed early 2000 and beyond had smoking restrictions. Before that actors and / or their characters puffed away happily.
Continue reading “Week 563 – It’s Amazing What Can Smoke, R.I.P Another Legend And All The Very Best To You All!!”
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