Author: Lector

Hard Work Never Killed Anyone

The next time some idiot says that, you need to slap him. The moron that came up with that sure as hell never heard of John Henry or Casey Jones, either one. And you can bet your butt he didn’t know any miners. Hard work kills. How much? In the private sector 4,054 died in 2004 in work related incidents. Over 400 were in mines. Over 1,700 were in some sort of manufacturing. Contrast this with government workers. Only 514 of them died because of something that happened at work. Unless you count the 20,000 that died every year...

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The Greatest President You Don’t Know

In this silly season of American politics, a common conversation is held in barbershops and forums, in person and on the web:  Who was the greatest of all American presidents? In my own opinion it’s a stupid question. You cannot possibly put yourself in a time and place and make such judgements because to do so you’d have to give up the experiences that make you who you are, and replace them with other experiences from another time.  We can judge by fruits.  Fruits of what? Fruits from whose perspective? The government? The people? Which people?  The reason I...

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The Short, Violent Life of the CSS Arkansas

In the Winter of 1861-62, the folks in Memphis were busy building two new Confederate rams, the Tennessee and the Arkansas. In April of ’62, the Arkansas was moved up the Yazoo River, after the Yankees raided Memphis and sank the Tennessee before she could escape. Captain Isaac Brown received his orders to take command of the Arkansas and see her construction completed later that year, but when he arrived in Greenwood, Mississippi, what he found was a mere hull. It had no armor. The engines were in pieces and the guns had no carriages. The railroad iron that...

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In the Land Where We Were Dreaming

Editor’s Note: The following was written by Daniel Bedinger Lucas.  He lived from 1836 to 1909.  I believe it needs no further introduction.   In the Land Where We Were Dreaming Fair were our nation’s visions, and as grand As ever floated out of fancy-land; Children we were in simple faith, But god-like children, whom nor death, Nor threat of danger drove from honor’s path — In the land where we were dreaming!   Proud were our men as pride of birth could render, As violets our women pure and tender; And when they spoke, their voices thrill At...

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Dragon Slaying

Editor’s Note: This article refers to the Socio-Sexual Hierarchy, which you can read about here. Note that the use of “Alpha,” and the other designations, is in this context.   I see all manner of posts and thoughts about approximating the behavior of Alphas. I thought it would be far more useful to explain how Alphas become Alphas in the first place, and what you can do to train your sons, and yourselves, to be Alphas. Do not approximate. Do or Do Not. There is no Approximate. An insightful blogger here pointed out that the Alpha ego, enormous as...

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