By an Idiot A Modest Proposal | By an Idiot 28 Mar 2022 At this point, given the price of meat, the only conceivable solution is that we start butchering our politicians. In times of crisis, we can't afford sentimentality, though how some…
Captian's Log In the Darkness 5 Mar 20225 Mar 2022 The dragon slithers amid his golden treasures, the thousands of glistening coins tinkling like little bells in the darkness. In the darkness, another sound, the ringing of steel; a sword…
Captian's Log Drabble: Counting the Cost 26 Jan 2022 "Murderer? You call me a murderer?" He sighed, shaking his head. "A time to heal, and a time to kill, kid. This is war. We don't get to play heroes.…
Captian's Log Short: The Turning of the Tide 11 Jan 2022 "It's rather relaxing," I said. He groaned groggily. I kicked his limp head, and he sputtered out profanities. "Wake up," I said. "What the hell!" he shouted. "It's peaceful," I…
Captian's Log Poem: The Salesman 10 Jan 2022 We sell the parts you need or want,an arm, an ear, some legs to flaunt.Don't ask us where our stores come from.Try a spare eye? Some toes? A thumb?I see,…
Captian's Log The End of the Affair 1 Jan 2022 I asked him to sit down. At first, he seemed hesitant, standing there with his dripping jacket still hanging off him. Then his eyes wavered, and he searched out the…
Captian's Log Drabble: Beside the Tree 14 Dec 2021 "They killed him beside that tree. Bloody scene. We found the body later," said the guide. "Why did they kill him?" asked the girl. "Stabbed him there beside that tree,"…
Captian's Log Drabble: No Sympathy for Lovers 30 Nov 2021 "I never knew. I never guessed. I guess it was obvious to anyone with half a brain, but I was in love. There's no sympathy for lovers, they're all fools."…
Captian's Log The Assassin’s Confession 22 Nov 2021 "So that's it? You're just a gun for hire, eh? A damned assassin?" "Not primarily. I was a sailor, mostly, well, to be honest, a smuggler, but everyone was back…
Captian's Log Short: Visions in the Fog 3 Nov 2021 It was the sun's delight to shine through the trees, the morning mists' to glow when his bright beams struck, and the trees' to stand tall and hold their darkness…
