Most of you, if you know or have heard of me at all, are aware of my nonfiction writings online and elsewhere – most notably, perhaps, at Strike the Root, Daily Anarchist, the Center for a Stateless Society, The Voluntaryist, and even – once – Lew Rockwell.com. I’ve also been known to be a poet from time to time – in fact, that was where I got my first serious start as a writer – but I’d like to set that aside for a moment and talk about my first literary love, and that’s speculative fiction. Call it genre fiction, if you want: Fantasy, science fiction, and yes, horror. The Holy Trinity…at least, as far as I’m concerned.
On July 4, 1845 – a full 69 years after the signing of the Declaration of Independence in Philadelphia – Henry David Thoreau moved to Walden Pond near Concord, Massachusetts, where he would ultimately pen what, along with “Resistance to Civil Government,” would prove to be his literary coup de grace.
In this alone, Thoreau’s actions on that day probably did more for the cause of liberty than anything which took place in that Pennsylvania meeting hall almost seven decades earlier. (more…)
Hawley, Massachusetts. A small little town in a rural New England area west of the Berkshires. A recent article run by the Associated Press, “Small Mass. Town Sees a Rash of Resignations,” stated that:
“Select Board member Tedd White resigned Thursday, the fourth official in the town of about 330 residents to step down since a March 12 special election to replace a selectman who died in office.
White said in his resignation letter he would rather ‘pound my thumbs with a hammer’ than attend ‘crooked, rigged’ board meetings.”