On the Latest Dispatch by Fred "No Fun" Phelps

Well, let’s see what’s rankling our loveable religious nutters today, shall we?

Are you kidding?! If these people would spend even some of the energy that they spend on these comic books, reading the Bible, well no high hopes here. They have turned comic book characters into idols, and worship them they do! Isaiah 2:8 Their land also is full of idols; they worship the work of their own hands, that which their own fingers have made: 9 And the mean man boweth down, and the great man humbleth himself: therefore forgive them not. It is time to put away the silly vanities and turn to God like you mean it. The destruction of this nation is imminent - so start calling on Batman and Superman now, see if they can pull you from the mess that you have created with all your silly idolatry.


Yup. You guessed it. Not content to make asses of themselves by protesting the funerals of soldiers killed in Iraq, the folks at the reliably nutty Westboro Baptist Church in Kansas (read: most of Fred Phelps extended family and little more) have decided to protest Comic Con. Comic Con, where thousands of mostly harmless individuals engage in harmless fun celebrating the medium of comics and other realms of speculative fiction in books and television.

So, from this, we can extrapolate that in Fred Phelps’ perfect world, books would be burnt, and nobody would be allowed to have anything but Church-sanctioned comic books — assuming that images of God or Jesus were allowed.

All I can say is, Fred Phelps’ perfect world is not only corrupted by hate, it’s damn boring as well.

Moving on…

My apologies for going quiet for the last little while, but we’ve been travelling (I’m now writing this from Lincoln), and I’ve been knuckling down to work on a major writing commission. I’ve been asked by a contractor with Crabtree Press to draft a 64 page, 10000 word manuscript on the history and the car models of the Lamborghini company, suitable for readers from grades 5 to 8.

Yeah, James Bow, transit enthusiast, is writing about supercars.

Things are going very well, and the submittable draft will be in the hands of the waiting editor by Sunday morning. I’m pleased with what I’ve done so far. At the end of the day, I’ll have written a pretty comprehensive book on the history of Lamborghini, and it’s an interesting story to tell. And there’s no denying that the cars Lamborghini built are beautiful and run very, very fast.

The big challenge, here, is to try and describe the differences and innovations of the various models. Car enthusiasts can do this. I can’t. “The Miura was a fast and curvy car”, “The Countach was a fast and curvy car”, “The Diablo was a fast and curvy car.” That gets old pretty darn fast. However, I find that to describe the subtleties of these cars the way the enthusiasts describe them, I start to get into somewhat sensual language, talking about feminine curves, angles and other stuff that might not be suitable for students in grades five through eight.

Whatever the case, I’ve done my level-headed best, and I am hopeful that the editors will like what I’ve done as well.

Now, back to work.

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