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The Caboose that Got Loose; Political Correctness derails common sense

Published March 10, 2021 by alisondormaar
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Okay, which joyless imbecile or group has banned Dr Seuss???

In this sick, oh so sensitive world we live in, this cancerous cult is shutting far more mouths than any Covid mask ever can. I was always taught that even if you don’t like something you see, read or hear, you certainly had the right to speak your mind about it – but you DID NOT have the God given right from forcibly preventing anyone else from expressing and exercising their own rights on those matters. And anyway, who or what expressly states or endorses that YOU are the great supreme authority on what is right and wrong anyway?

There is a very sad and sorry clique out there that is determined to make what is wrong right and what is right wrong. Incredible isn’t it? They shut down the writings of a man who for decades strove to help children of all backgrounds, whose writings have delighted and inspired millions. Like so many others, I found my first true awareness of environmental issues through that timeless classic ‘The Lorax’ and the rapacious Oncelers, I learned about the futility of war via ‘The Butter Battle Book’ and laughed at the Cat in the Hat and Things One and Two. And now, because of a few simple illustrations that were innocent and certainly not to be taken too seriously, this great educator and writer is now to be all but persona non grata.

And yet the amount of profanity, blasphemy, immorality and down right porn on our TVs via increasingly sick reality shows continues to spiral upwards virtually unchecked. As many despots have known down throughout the ages, in order to conquer a society you attack them at the grass roots. First you entice them with with a bag of candy (promises, sweet sounding ideology etc) and then you totally corrupt them until they are so compliant, so dissolute and so unquestioning you can do whatever you like to them. So to all those who embrace PC, please stop and consider who and what is driving all this, and what they stand to gain by turning you into mindless robots.

This is happening right now, right in your workplace, living room and on your devices.

Let us consider the origins of political correctness, as they are far from innocent. According to academics, you can blame the early communist ideologies of the nineteenth century, who decided that in order to achieve their New World Order all traces of the old world had to be done away with via ‘critical theory’. This was embraced avidly by the murderous despots of the twentieth century such as Stalin, Mao Tse Tung and Pol Pot, who under the guise of ‘social cleansing’ all but completely exterminated anyone with any smidgeon of decent education and slaughtered countless millions for ‘incorrect’ and ‘improper thinking’.

Okay, so Dr Seuss portayed some racial stereotypes. These are pretty fleeting in the wider context of his books, and the far left does not care to mention that there are many other stereotypes, such as Russians and Eskimos etc, but they choose to focus almost exclusively on Asian and Blacks. Ohhhh, shock, horror! How TERRIBLE! Er, excuse me. Stereotypes do have their origins in some degree of historical fact, that is how you get a stereotype after all. We often see cartoons of big, mean Vikings with horned helmets (in reality this was not the case) and English businessmen in snobby tweed suits and derby hats (to name just a couple of examples) but the PC brigade does not mention this as to them anything and everything white is BAD and deserves everything rotten they can say or hurl at them. Most children when seeing these cartoons will laugh and brush them aside as just cartoons and silly images (my generation mostly did), but then some dark minded insecure adults start telling them what and how to think about such things, upsetting them terribly and making a mountain out of a molehill. I was equally appalled when I heard that the once acclaimed Little House on the Prairie books were being banned as some groups viewed them as being “expressions of stereotypical attitudes inconsistent with core values.” Laura Ingalls Wilder could only write about what she saw and experienced in her own time, over one hundred and fifty years ago. We can hardly condemn her for the state of the world back then, which was already changing very rapidly. Besides, in order to go forwards, we have to often look backwards to learn from past mistakes in order not to repeat them in the future.

We cannot rewrite or ignore history. Over the twentieth century many have tried, with often hideous and disastrous results. To do so leads to massive ignorance, oppression, lack of understanding and perspective and unprecedented inhumanity. When books are banned and burned, when people are told what to think, when mouths are silenced and any critics are forced into exile, imprisoned or murdered (look at the Nazis with their brave new Reich and China’s ‘little red book’ which was touted as divine gospel, ignoring centuries of invaluable Chinese culture and wisdom) you head for complete disaster. Or in more recent times Pol Pot’s insane Year Zero project in Cambodia, eliminating all hints of education and thought and reducing everyone into grovelling, abject obedience and blind ignorance.

I reiterate to the lefties out there; who ultimately stands to gain from this state of affairs? What kind of society do you really want? People come in all skin tones and with all manner of opinions, right and wrong. Just because one is black or brown does not make them any more right or justified to use heavy handed censorship to achieve their aims than someone who is Asian or white, and vice versa. Please think this over very hard.

Instead of banning books, look on them as a creative exercise. Draw comparisons between books of all genres and perspectives, and let children make up their own minds and reach sensible conclusions without interference. Let them see the world for the diverse, wondrous, colourful and often error-ridden place that it is without the sanitised approach. Please, give them the right to exercise their God given intellect, and to develop common sense and an appreciation of common decency. Regardless of what you may think, most children do have it.

Unlike it seems, many adults!

Covid 19 – A contagion or a correction?

Published June 2, 2020 by alisondormaar

Coronavirus has certainly caused a major shudder around the globe. We see the very real advent of a potential global depression, mass unemployment, civil unrest and overall economic and social meltdown. Not good by anyone’s standards – and yet, I cannot help but have the sense that all this has happened for some very good reason. This is cold comfort to all those who had so far died and their families and communities, but prior to the crisis many people were cautiously voicing their underlying sense that there was something truly sick and wrong with the world on the path it was heading. I for one had that sense very strongly, but like so many others was unable to put my finger on the momentous event I sensed would bring it all to a head.

Covid 19 could well be IT.

Within the space of a couple of months lockdown has halted the rampant spread of a globalist obsessed culture. It has made us all sit up and take notice that all nations are different, that we do all have different needs and aspirations and that the one size policy so dearly beloved by the United Nations and their neoliberal lunatic friends does not fit all. There are also other lessons that I do believe can be had from the global meltdown:

1. Halting the dependence on Chinese trade China has played a decidedly insidious role in the world for some years, and Covid has certainly made this clear. It is worthy to note that even when they were fully aware of the virus’s voracity, they were lightning quick in shutting up any potential whistleblowers who wanted to warn the outside world, and allowed their own citizens to travel freely abroad regardless of the contagion risk to anyone else. The communist regime’s desire to be World Number One at any cost has been exposed. For too long the western world in particular has been hypnotised by their ploys in worming their way into every developed nation in the world, undercutting local business by flooding the local labour markets with cheap (and often slave labour produced) goods, thus creating major dependence and cutting local jobs for local people.

2. Some degree of national Protectionism Globalisation weakens us all. If one major nation should catch cold, that means everyone suffers. Much unemployment can be alleviated if countries start utilising the abilities of their own citizens and resources instead of depending so much on cheap migrant labour and cheap (and often tacky) goods. Some degree of self reliance has to be rediscovered.

3. Stop the neoliberal agenda This has not and never will work. Covid has shown just how flawed this system is, and always will be when it favours the wealthy few at the expense of the many. Human history and human nature always dictate that the money hardly ever flows down to the common people when big business has too much of a say.

4. Easing the pressure on the environment Within a few short weeks the pollution levels around the world plummeted due to lockdown measures. It just goes to show we can do it if we really want to. Let’s hope this will teach us a few lessons going forward.

5. The world will go on regardless of we pesky humans Humanity has a colossal ego. We seem to think that everything will wither and die depending on our input, but in the face of Mother Nature’s moods we are so often proven to be quite powerless. I say to Greta Tonberg and friends, global warming is nothing new! The world has a habit of healing itself from major global catastrophes going back over 4 billion years. The real question is, can we humans survive ourselves?

6. A greater appreciation of what really matters in life Many of us have rediscovered the love and warmth of good friends, our pets and family during this lockdown period. Fame, fortune, fashion and worldly vanity have been highlighted for the featherweight fancies that they are.

7. The discovery of true superheroes No, these are not the guys and gals in sexy spandex costumes or the movie, sports and rock stars so beloved by the lefty lunatics in the shallow popular media. These are the quiet, unglamorous, and often poorly paid and unrecognised souls who trudge away day after day in thankless frontline jobs – healthcare, supermarkets, social workers and so forth. The recent portrait by Banksy showing a child holding up a nurse doll says it all.

I do believe that perhaps God, although He no doubt did not cause this, nonetheless has allowed this crisis to happen. Perhaps this is His way of reminding us all that a greater measure of national self reliance, brotherly love, humility and a greater appreciation of the world around us is needed in order to go forward. Humanity places too much faith in science and technology to solve our ills. These are soulless, uncaring, unsparing monsters that devour jobs, economies and lives.

But thou, O Daniel, shut up the words, and seal the book, even to the time of the end: many shall run to and fro, and knowledge shall be increased. (Daniel 12:4 King James bible)

So much for knowledge…but at what cost to simple wisdom?

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Party Poopers – literally

Published April 3, 2020 by alisondormaar

The Covid-19 crisis has certainly made many of us sit up and re-evaluate our true priorities in recent times. If nothing else, the lightning fire spread of this insidious and determined disease has made us realise just how shallow and fragile our monetary values really are. Overnight the global economy (especially the much vaulted EU) has collapsed like a house of cards and we are all scrambling to secure the true riches of food, family and comfortable shelter during self isolation.

I would love to know what exactly is the driving force behind the global toilet paper obsession. Maybe it stems from an underlying psychological fear that people don’t want to be left in even deeper crap than what they are in already. I am especially amused by the individual on recent news bulletins who stole hundreds of toilet paper rolls, probably with two objects in mind; one, he was not going to be caught with his pants down with nothing to fall back on, and two, he would make a black market killing. I can see it now – advertised on e-bay or Amazon, packs of eight premium extra long three ply rolls, ten bucks a roll! Either way you choose to look at it, this is one chap determined to make a clean wipe of things. Perhaps this is the new drug of choice in our rapidly changing world, destined to eclipse the like of P and cocaine. I want to know how Afghan poppy farmers and South American drug barons will cope with this earth shaking business transition i.e. how they are going to get on harvesting/producing the stuff and smuggling it across international borders unseen. I suppose there is no way they can conceal rolls stuffed up one’s backside – you may argue this is where loo paper belongs, but the average anus can only accommodate so much, after all. Apart from that, the average walk of the would be smugglers would be a dead give away to even the most casual official observer.

Another point to consider – we’d have to retrain all the sniffer dogs. Poor creatures, their noses are attuned to somewhat more refined chemicals after all, and now they have to go back to everyday ordure. Does this mean in the future at Customs we will all have furry muzzles shoved into our unmentionables or produce samples upon request by Customs officers? Can you imagine customs officers dissecting these (mostly used) loo paper samples in the lab to see which are legal and which are not? Can you imagine the declaration question on the arrival cards e.g. “Any non government approved hygiene products?” And does the black market in hygiene products extend to items in the feminine and incontinence realms as well? Companies such as Stayfree and Tena, be alert!

So how on earth did our ancestors cope? Over thousands of years, before finely scented, soft ply (often decorated) rolls hanging in pristine perfection in sterilised toilet cubicles around the world. humanity has had to make do with items such as banana leaves, bits of old cloth and sacking, and sheets of old newspaper hung by a nail onto the outhouse wall. And there were no infusions of aloe vera, eucalyptus or jojoba in sight. With all this in mind, I am certainly eyeing the flax cuttings from the garden in a new light. Hmmm. Biodegradable, non polluting and certainly green…every eco warrior’s dream!

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Published September 18, 2019 by alisondormaar

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Chapter Twenty
The Great Deceptor

The treetops rustled again. This time their attention was directed to a large bushy spruce tree nearby and they came closer, wondering what would happen next.

Great blobs of snow plopped down from the snow-laden branches, splattering everyone and causing them to run in all directions. Guilin wiped a big blob from his eye and glared up at the tree.

“So there you are, you great spineless chicken! Get down ‘ere this minute!”

Dead silence.

“Well? I went to a lot of trouble to bring you ‘ere!”

Still, there was not a sound. Guilin stood there turning red with frustration. The others kept a safe distance, not at all sure about all the snow still left on that big tree. But Auryn, who as you know by now did not scare all that easily, was becoming more and more intrigued by this Thing in the tree, and came out to address it herself.

“Just who are you anyway? Until you have let us know one way or another, I shall remain here until you have to come down!”

But nothing could have prepared her for what happened next. For there came a tremendous crash and a roar like thunder that startled everyone so much that they all leaped in the air with fright and crashed back down in the snow.

“I AM THE GREAT DECEPTOR,” roared the voice in the tree, “MASTER OF DISGUISE AND ILLUSION, GENIUS OF COURAGE AND CUNNING, DEVIOUS AND DARING DEEDS!” And upon ‘Deeds’, the very ground shook and a giant wall of snow fell off the very top of the tree, burying everyone below.
“If you are so great and courageous then,” Auryn went on, by now suspecting just the opposite, “then you will have no fear of coming down.

“THE GREAT DECEPTOR MUST NOT BE SEEN!” was the majestic roar. “I AM AT HOME IN THE HEIGHTS!”

“Why you…you…you preposterous ‘umbug!” Guilin spluttered as he battled his way out from under a pile of wet snow, “you’re nothin’ of the sort!”

“Well, then,” reasoned the princess with a smile, “since you won’t come down, then I will go up.” She hitched her skirts to her knee and made as if to climb.

“D-Don’t do that!” came a sudden quavering voice, very different from the bombastic bellow of before. “The…the Great Deceptor can be most reasonable…”

“Can I detect a little nervousness there, O Great One?” asked Auryn with humorous sarcasm. “The Great Deceptor is afraid, perhaps?”

“NEVER!” was the answering yell of indignation, and the tree rustled more than ever. “I AM STRONG AND BRAVE, MASTERFUL AND RESOURCEFUL, DEFIANT AND H-H-HELLLLLP!”

There came the sound of crashing branches and snapping twigs as the Great Deceptor lost his precarious balance and toppled most ingloriously toward earth. Yet another wall of snow slithered off the tree, and while Auryn managed a hasty retreat, Guilin was not quick enough. Still not recovered from his first battering, he was buried under a mound of white in seconds. Garth and Perria hastened over in response to his muffled howls and tried to pull him out.

But Auryn had other things to think about just then. For with a final howl, the Great Deceptor flew off the lower branches and fell face first at her feet. Shivering and whimpering, he staggered to his feet quivering like a jelly.

“Ooooooooh…it’s c-c-c-cold…”

“I see that the Great Deceptor is as feeble as he is clumsy,” came the princess’s voice. She was standing back, desperately trying not to laugh. For the creature in front of her looked anything but courageous and cunning, daring or devious, masterful or resourceful, strong or brave, and
certainly far from defiant. All she saw was a very small, slender man who barely reached her elbow. He had the finest features she had ever seen – transparent almost – but what truly made him remarkable was that he was a soft, glimmering white from head to foot. He looked at her then at himself with bitter woe.

“It’s not fair, it’s just not fair!” he exploded, sniffing back sudden tears. “You’ve gone and ruined everything!” He tossed back his head with a pout, sending his long silky white hair awry. “Not fair at all!”

“Just why do you call yourself the Great Deceptor?” Auryn wanted to know. “And what are you exactly?”

The other sighed miserably. “All right, all right. I admit it! So much for making a great first impression! I do so love a good entrance! My true name is Arion, a Zephyr of the Air, and those of my kind can mimic any other creature we wish – for a short time only. Ahhhhh…ahhhhhhhhh…CHOOOOOOOOO!” and the force of that sneeze sent the tiny sprite flying backward into the snow. He scrambled to his feet even more upset than before. “I’m wet through!” he howled, hopping from one slender foot to the other. “I hate ice and snow and damp and cold winds and the dark of night! What with caring for my delicate constitution! I was made to come here! I hate it here! Exposing a sensitive delicate being like me to…to…ahhhhhCHOOOOO!” and with another enormous sneeze he fell over backward again. “I shall never see my airy home again!” he concluded pathetically. “I shall die here in these awful forests of misery and cold, and be never seen again!”

“That is the important someone?” Garth asked with disgust. “He sure doesn’t look up to much!”

“I must say that I, for one, expected someone more…well…substantial,” Perria had to admit, looking at Arion with dubious unease. “Really, husband, what on earth possessed you?”

“Necessity,” her husband growled, “and ‘e’s smarter

than ‘e looks.” Arion looked around at them all with a sudden smug smile and let out a snort of triumph.

“Fooled you all up in that tree just then didn’t I? Hah!” He tossed his head back again, his long hair flying. “I outsmart everyone! The Master of Disguise and Deception triumphs again – ow!” he yelped as Guilin gave his arm a sudden sharp yank.

“How can he be of possible use to us?” Garth wanted to know.

The Great Deceptor (now Arion) looked as if he had been mortally wounded. He looked at Garth and gasped. He mopped his brow as if he was quite overcome. He staggered several steps backward.

“Use? Use he says? I am greatly offended! A Zephyr of my caliber! I, the Great Deceptor, who have traveled near and far, I, the swiftest of all the spirits of the air! I, the confidant of the winds who are my ears and eyes! No, this cannot be true! No, no.”

“Unfortunately, ‘e is correct,” Guilin said tartly. “You two need a reliable guide if you are ever to leave this world. And ‘is kind are the only ones ‘oo know where to go and what to do, all the risks involved. And…drat it, I ‘ave to admit this in front of ‘IM – ‘e’s the best there is.” The Great Deceptor preened himself with great pleasure and appreciation upon hearing this remark.

“He’d need to be!” Garth commented darkly.

During all of this, Auryn had been standing back surveying the entire scene. For some reason, the entire episode had struck her as being enormously funny. The laughter she had been holding back now for some time burst out with a giggle, and rapidly became louder, and the more she tried to stop herself the worse it became until her cheeks were wet with tears. The others stared at her with mute disbelief.

“Dear me!” Perria exclaimed. “What brought that on, I wonder?”

Auryn could not say. For she paused to take one
more look at the Great Deceptor. Then she collapsed into hysterics completely, laughing until she could laugh no more.

The Problems of Procrastination

Published May 7, 2018 by alisondormaar

For many creative souls, this is the dreaded ‘P’ word. This is that horrible mental block that afflicts all of us from time to time, paralysing our physical as well as our mental being, with that niggly thought, “I’ll do it later” rampaging through our consciousness. So we turn aside from our tasks and resume idly surfing the internet or gawping at the TV, and before you realise it the day has gone, with nothing concrete to show for it. Again.

As much as many of us of hate the alarm clock, I find that this is an essential device for me to be ‘up and at ’em’ in the morning, so to speak. I find the best thing for me to do is to assign certain hours of the day to certain tasks, and I set appointments for myself to do them, much like you would if you were handling your Outlook calendar in the conventional workplace. After all, you would never miss a scheduled business appointment without a good reason or rescheduling in advance, right? Come to think of it, something like Outlook is not such a bad idea instead of relying on one’s own personal sinew. As they say, ‘the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak’, and as winter closes in down in the Southern Hemisphere, with dark mornings, frost and so forth, it is all too easy to turn over in one’s nice, warm bed and mumble “just a few more minutes…” – and before you know it, you go back to sleep, only to wake up another hour or so later and half the morning is seemingly gone. And since half the morning is gone, it is all too easy to let the rest of the morning go as you kid yourself you won’t have time now to do what you were going to do…and then you reach the afternoon, trying to catch up with anything you may have put off earlier that can no longer wait…and then it is evening, and no, you’ll put off those certain tasks yet again because you have meals to cook, families to tend to, and of course you want to catch up with the evenings news…you get the picture!

Those who are familiar with Charles Dickens will know that he had a true mastery of understanding both the human condition as well as the written word. I can think of no better words to summarise procrastination than those of Mr Micawber, of ‘David Copperfield’ fame; “Procrastination is the thief of time. Collar him!”

If you like A J Dormaar’s style, check out her latest release “The Rival”, following the hilarious pawprints of a spoiled cat fighting his mistress’s no-good boyfriend for mastery, is now available via https://www.createspace.com/5016577

Don’t forget the following books for all fantasy lovers over the age of 10! For all you fans of epic high adventure, you can’t go past these ones!

http://www.amazon.com/UNCLAIMED-THRONE-J-Dormaar-ebook/dp/B00IN8ZAEC/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393368104&sr=1-1&keywords=the+unclaimed+throne+a.j.+dormaar

http://www.amazon.com/UNCROWNED-QUEEN-J-Dormaar-ebook/dp/B00IXB6J6C/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1394535709&sr=1-2&keywords=A.J.+Dormaar

The Year of the Spider

Published February 4, 2018 by alisondormaar

2018 is officially (the the Chinese at least) the Year of the Dog. Along with this year we associate qualities such as loyalty, affection and so forth, and I suppose if Fido leaves more shed hair around the house than usual this is perfectly acceptable under the circumstances. We always make many allowances for our beloved pets after all.

However, spiders do not feature on my allowance list.

For some reason, they have been about in proliferation this year. Down here in the southern Hemisphere we have had a somewhat hotter summer than usual, accompanied by bouts of rain and high humidity; a sure fire signal for every six or eight legged beastie to emerge en masse, and worse, to converge on human habitations. Along with an invading pack of nimble wolf spiders that leap from wall to wall with unbounded enthusiasm, the somewhat more stately daddy long legs hang from every ceiling corner and orifice, trailing their unsightly grey webs behind them, the wispy shreds of which linger from seemingly every lampshade, nook and cranny. Spiders routinely march across my pillow at night, tickling my nose and jerking me out of a good sleep; in the garden billowing drifts of baby spiders insolently dangle their aerial balloons before my eyes as they float past seeking green pastures, and I can swear that the tiny terrors even wave their forelegs at me as they drift by. Spiders set up camp in my slippers, in the picture frames, in the kitchen cupboards. Despite periodic rampages with my duster and the vacuum cleaner, the wisps of their abandoned or half finished webs linger about still, making it look to an outsider at times that no-one has lived in the house for years, the emptied carcasses of flies and other bugs littering the floor to add to the unwanted decoration. They have grown cunning; they hide in orifices, crooks and crannies unseen by the human eye, and whatever webbing you demolish in the daytime is consequently re-spun oversight with a speed and efficiency that many public road construction crews would do well to learn by.

Is there a Year of the Spider, or ever has been? I am not sure. If I was to assign the Year of the Spider any qualities, it would certainly be, if nothing else, tenacity and a strong sense of self preservation, with an unfailing ability to make anything in their vicinity look dirty and neglected overnight. However, I admit, it would be truly something to be able to let a silken balloon erupt from one’s backside and drift off on the windy currents to fresh pastures. Hmm…that certainly conjures up a real host of mental images!

Want to read a really well spun yarn while your’re about it? If you like A J Dormaar’s style, check out her latest release “The Rival”, following the hilarious pawprints of a spoiled cat fighting his mistress’s no-good boyfriend for mastery, is now available via https://www.createspace.com/5016577

Don’t forget the following books for all fantasy lovers over the age of 10! For all you fans of epic high adventure, you can’t go past these ones!

http://www.amazon.com/UNCLAIMED-THRONE-J-Dormaar-ebook/dp/B00IN8ZAEC/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393368104&sr=1-1&keywords=the+unclaimed+throne+a.j.+dormaar

http://www.amazon.com/UNCROWNED-QUEEN-J-Dormaar-ebook/dp/B00IXB6J6C/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1394535709&sr=1-2&keywords=A.J.+Dormaar

The Mysterious World of “They”

Published November 9, 2017 by alisondormaar

As a child, I used to live in awe of They. You would hear this fearsome name spoken among the adults, often when they thought you were in bed and beyond earshot, usually when some late night news feature was on TV that was deemed unsuitable for juvenile viewing. From an early age I learned that They were responsible for all the terrible or significant things happening in the world, that They were all powerful and pervasive.

The only thing is, I never really figured out who They were. I would ask an adult and never got a straightforward answer, often being told not to worry about it, I was too young to understand. Contrary to what they wanted me to think, grown-ups certainly did not have all the answers.

Even now, a few decades later, They continue to haunt my existence. You hear They mentioned on the news and among conversations with colleagues and friends, but all too often no-one can pinpoint who They really is, was or will be. The best anyone can come up with is that this is some kind of shadowing faceless order intent on taking over the world as we know it, like in the form of the last-days New World Order, but when it comes to names or location, we hit a dead-end. They elude us once again.

They are always there. They are always watching. They are always intent on seizing power or control when the chance arises. They control the world finances, the wars, the politics. Presidents, prime ministers, despots and dictators alike are all pawns in the hands of They. We refer to They all the time, and no doubt some time soon a temple will be erected to They. They are truly a global, quasi religious organisation that encompasses continents, cultures and ordinary understanding. Perhaps They are the Illuminati, Satan Worshippers or some other dark cult, and maybe will feature some time soon in a Dan Brown thriller that will eclipse the Da Vinci Code.

Funny how a single term, They, can convey so much, isn’t it? We can try to pinpoint as best as we can who we THINK They is, but it never seems to be quite accurate. I suppose that for new generations of children, the shadowy world of They will continue to be their bogeyman, gossiped about in adult circles but forever eluding the understanding of the young or the unenlightened curious. Maybe we need to start up some form of Masonic order to help initiates understand the mechanisations of They better, but as with everything, some higher levels will continue to elude the general understanding. They will slink back into the shadowy abyss of human confusion and ignorance, forever there but just beyond our true grasp of comprehension as to their true purpose or identity.

Want to conquer a really good read while your’re about it? If you like A J Dormaar’s style, check out her latest release “The Rival”, following the hilarious pawprints of a spoiled cat fighting his mistress’s no-good boyfriend for mastery, is now available via https://www.createspace.com/5016577

Don’t forget the following books for all fantasy lovers over the age of 10! For all you fans of epic high adventure, you can’t go past these ones!

http://www.amazon.com/UNCLAIMED-THRONE-J-Dormaar-ebook/dp/B00IN8ZAEC/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393368104&sr=1-1&keywords=the+unclaimed+throne+a.j.+dormaar

http://www.amazon.com/UNCROWNED-QUEEN-J-Dormaar-ebook/dp/B00IXB6J6C/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1394535709&sr=1-2&keywords=A.J.+Dormaar

The Dummy’s Guide to becoming A SUPERVILLIAN

Published January 31, 2017 by alisondormaar

Hollywood has become arguably THE teacher of mainstream culture and influence over the years. Whether or not we choose to see or believe it for ourselves, close to 99% of our beliefs and preconceptions come from what we see and hear in the movies, and easy access to modern media such as the advent of i-pads, tablets etc have only accelerated the belief process. For instance, when it comes to the classic image of bad guys vs good guys, for those of us who are criminally inclined or who have a tendency to megalomania and narcissism, this author can readily recommend the following Must Have guidelines to a burgeoning career of crime as defined by the past four to five decades of Hollywood filmmaking – and it ain’t rocket science!

  1. A Thirst for World Dominance. Yes, you have to want this one bad. I mean real bad. If all you can do in your waking moments is think about becoming Numero Uno and imposing your will on the hapless billions, this may be well be the career path for you.
  2. A Huge Bank Account. Well, this may rule you out of the big time straight away. A cash sum of one billion dollars minimum is heartily recommended for as the saying goes, ‘you have to have money to make money’ – or in this case, political and social waves. With all the expected investment you will have to make when it comes to hiring foreign mercenaries and hitmen (the likes of Arkham Asylum and Guantanamo Bay are excellent recruitment grounds), setting up state of the art scientific laboratories and top secret military installations with technology hijacked from NASA and the Russians, your initial outlay will be huge – but hey, you are in this for the long term, right?
  3. Networking skills. Many supervillians will tell you that (initially anyway) the charm offensive is essential in order to gain the ear of key individuals you will need on your ascent to power. Top scientists, politicians and members of the military feature highly on this list. A substantial layout in cash bribes or promises should be expected – and oh, do not forget to butter up a few key journalists or media magnates as well. A great public image is always of key importance.  Visual gimmicks, such as the Joker’s maniacal facepaint, belong more to the realm of comic books, boys and girls; this is THE big time here, and in the modern era it is all about networking valuable people without scaring them off or having them commit you to the looney bin without a second thought. Ooze charm and sophistication. Make sure you appear at all the best parties and functions, provide generous donations to a few worthy causes and broadcast it all over the media and internet to show the world what a great guy (or gal) you are. Once the public have served their use (i.e. their votes) and you are secure in power, they will be disillusioned soon enough.
  4. A secret hideaway. Never underestimate the advantages of a secret hideaway. Most supervillains (for appearances at any rate) are obliged to live in mainstream society, especially while the networking is taking place. However, if things turn a bit sour with the media or the legitimate (and uncorrupted) authorities, the secret hideaway is a must-have for that hasty or unexpected getaway. A remote tropical island is highly desirable for this purpose, preferably if you can locate your base underneath an extinct volcano. Abandoned mines are also highly desirable, especially in the result of a nuclear accident. In recent years high-tech bases situated at either the North or South Pole have also become highly sought after in the villains’ real estate market – and don’t discount the underwater lair either, complete with nuclear submarines. Such marine real estate is highly desirable in that it makes your location much harder to pinpoint by government agencies. If the watery life is for you, do not fail to invest in one or two shark pens in which to dispose of tiresome enemies or minions who have outlived their usefulness. While Great Whites are the shark of choice for a gory and more showy dispatch, they generally don’t adapt well to enclosed environments, but bull sharks, makos and potentially tiger sharks will work equally as well.
  5. Image is Everything. As mentioned under point three, image is a big part of your supervillain development programme. For men, good looks are desirable, but not essential. To be imposing should be your motto. Being slightly overweight or obese is no real barrier as the masses fear your for your intellect and ruthlessness alone. In the fashion stakes, a Communistic style boiler suit or uniform is a tried and true classic and, unlike the capes and lycra tights you see in the movies, will suit most figures. Another classic look for men is the shaven or partly shaven head (e.g. Mr Burns from the Simpsons, Gru from Despicable Me or  Goldfinger and Dr No from the James Bond film franchise). The simplicity of this look states to the world that you are not just in the power game for the glamour or money and will undoubtedly enhance your menace. For ladies, this look is certainly not the best to adapt, as at some point in time you may have to seduce or waylay a potential M16 agent or snooping politician. Raven black or platinum hair styles are highly recommended, along with a cultivated exotic accent (Russian or Hungarian are key favourites in this field). Let’s face it, we can’t all look like Catwoman in a skin tight bodysuit; however, as your mother has always told you,  you can’t beat a good wardrobe of flattering black dresses. A wide variety of killer heels is also a big bonus – and if all else fails, diamonds are a girl’s best friend!
  6. The Fur Accessory. Acquire yourself a pet. Show to the world that you do have a soft side (sometimes anyway). These are also highly recommended to help alleviate the stresses of villainy after a long day of scheming, plotting, hatching and dismembering. The pet should be small to medium (big enough to curl up on one’s lap whilst you are contemplating world conquest on your giant wall size computer screen), fluffy and white. Bichon frieses, Lhasa apsos, and especially Persian cats are highly recommended for their strokability.
  7. The Escape Plan. Okay, you may have the secret lair and the mega billion bank account (apart from your standard Swiss bank accounts, tax havens such as the Cayman Islands are a must) but like the saying goes, you must prepare for a rainy day, or if things go ‘belly up’. Make sure you stash a tidy sum away for better days if the forces of good start to triumph and close in on you, and always have at least one escape route planned in advance. Fake IDs, passports etc are essential. A change of image may also be required, albeit temporarily – and do NOT forget to erase any potentially damning files from your computer database before slaughtering any remaining captives and giving the evacuation order!!!

Well, there are the basics for you to go and build on. There may be refinements to be added to this list, but in the meantime, go forth and conquer!

 

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Cinema Carnage (or close enough!)

Published July 14, 2016 by alisondormaar

I love going to the movies.

Check that. I USED to like going to the movies.

That is, until I made the grave error of going to a session during school holidays.

Maybe I’m showing my age, but when did it become the morally defensible thing to get up from one’s seat at the end of the film, tip half a tonne of uneaten popcorn all on the floor, jazz it up with a tankerload of undrunk fizz and then add a score of spilled sweets and smashed crisps for good measure?

Someone the other day, in answer to my rant, casually mentioned that is what cinema attendants are there for. You know, those teenage minions in their cheap uniforms on minimum pay (or close enough) who take your tickets, dispense ice creams and that ill-fated popcorn by the bucketload and then who have the undesirable task of cleaning up after the hordes of modern day junior barbarians who swarm forth from the cinemas after the sessions to descend en mass into the unsuspecting shopping malls to wreak havoc elsewhere. Maybe you and yours actually like treading on the ensuing sea of crunchy goo or tip-toeing around the mountains of discarded munchies (what a waste in a hungry world!) while navigating your exit, but I am not one of them – and to all those nameless, downtrodden and underpaid cinema staff out there, you deserve far better consideration and respect.

Yeah, maybe I am showing my age but it was not that many years ago that if I or any of my pals left such a snail trail behind us, not only would we have been hauled over the coals by cinema management, but that would pale in comparison to what our mortified parents would have dished out. It is therefore even more mortifying to discover the tribes of little darlings being accompanied by doting parents who don’t even give the disgusting detritus in their wake a second glance or comment. This is not setting a good example for children or for anyone else about taking self responsibility, let alone showing respect or consideration for others. And if you don’t believe this, just try going into a public theatre near you some time soon and take a look…preferably during matinees…

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The Gods Must Be Crazy…well, at least the terrorists…

Published June 29, 2016 by alisondormaar

I am by no means a great bible scholar. There are many learned doctors of theology, priests, pastors, rabbis, imams etc in the world who know religious scriptures inside out, and if world religion has a common thread to it, it is that they never give women credit for very much, if anything, at all. Someday I really want to ask God about that one. Since Creation, and Eve’s fatal error, women have been made the scapegoats (by humanity anyway)for much of the world’s ills and portrayed as evil harlots, bitches, only good enough to scrape the leavings from men’s tables and to speak when spoken to.My argument is – how could Eve be that evil when at the dawn of time, is she was indeed a true innocent and when confronted by the serpent had no real knowledge of what she was doing? After all, the serpent sought Eve out, not the other way around! and let’s face it, it is Men who are responsible for the overwhelming majority of atrocities, wars and debaucheries on this planet.

This hatred against women is something that many modern day radicals continue to espouse, along with other deluded doctrines of hate, bigotry and ignorance. I feel sorry for the younger members of these groups, especially the ones such as ISIS, as they have been brainwashed since early adolescence into being just a cog in a huge, grinding wheel of destruction, cruelty and chaos without ever having a chance to think for themselves. Freedom of choice, God’s gift to us all, is being systematically routed out of far too many in this generation. Terror cells continue to bomb, ravage, shoot and behead their way across the world, ultimately to create the New World Order, but none of them seem to be able to tell the rest of us exactly what that will be or even how it will be governed. This just shows how clueless these mindless radicals really are when it comes to political and social reality. And if life back in their home countries was so idyllic (according to them), why oh why do so many continue to risk life and limb to seek asylum in the oh so decadent West, that terrible, demonic nest of infidels and harlots?

The Bible teaches us the world would descend into such chaos. As it says we indeed “run to and fro” without a clue as to why or how this should be. As I said, I am no great Bible scholar, but judging by the signs of the times, I truly believe now we could be seeing the Second Coming within the next decade or two. As the maniacs of this world continue to escalate their hate against all other existing life and limb, I am reminded of the saying “misery loves company”. These are very sorry, sad and sick individuals indeed.