Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," coming to you live (sort of) an hour before dawn on Friday, October 12, 2007!
Tonight commences three nights of faerie revelry at the Pennsylvania Convention Center, i.e. Faeriecon. There are still tickets available for the events! I'll bet you could even get a standby seat on a plane if you live far away.
Don't you love how I spend your money for you? Well, if I had any of my own maybe I'd be more frugal with yours.
I must run off and teach school today, then run home and make dinner for my peerless seamstress of a mother-in-law, who is joining us for the festival. Then my daughter The Heir and I are going to the Good Faerie Ball. (Trying not to be nervous about driving into Philly and parking in a garage. It's too late at night to take the El.)
Still, I want to pause a moment today, and especially on October 13, 2007, to mark the 700th anniversary of the arrest, torture, and suppression of the Knights Templar. This little bit of history may seem to be so far in the past as to be inconsequential. Think again.
Few events have had such a sweeping effect on modern Europe. Any time anyone has opposed state-based religions, any time anyone has argued for separation of church and state, any time the folk have risen up to depose ruthless monarchs and dictators, the ghosts of the Templars are there.
Just ask a member of the Freemasons. You'll have to choose a live Mason, because George Washington is dead.
So please light a candle for the Knights Templar and shake your fist in the direction of the nearest despotic ruler ... err ... bad guy in power, and say, "Today the folk are raised up, and casting down the proud! We remember Jacques de Molay!"
I don't know how Elmore Leonard wrote all those great novels at this hour of the morning. My TaB-free brain is in shutdown.
Faeriecon! See you there!