Monday, December 12, 2011

The Handshake

"A man is still judged by how he shakes hands. Indeed... the harsher the handshake, the greater the physical shortcomings elsewhere."

Sunday, December 11, 2011


My new acquisition is going to look smashing at the foot of some lucky young lady's bed.  Now I just need to find a place to get it monogrammed as the seller could not satisfy that simple request.


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Year after year the promyshleniki pressed farther along the Aleutian chain, leaving a trail of devasatation and death in their wake.  When one island was stripped of all its otters, the plunderers moved on like a horde of locusts to ravage another.  The male inhabitants of a native settlement were enslaved and forced to hunt day and night in their skin boats while the Russians lived ashore with their women.  Matchless pelts were purchased for a mirror or a string of glass beads.  If the islanders rebelled, they were clubbed as callously as the otters, and their villages were looted and burned.  The fur stampede had become a war of invasion and conquest.

-Where the Sea Breaks Its Back, Corey Ford