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heartfullofleeches · 2 years

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Ou! Another idea! It’s Sheriff reader’s day off & they’re at home, & the yandere bandits break into their home to steal stuff for their darling–not knowing it was their place, & reader comes out in a towel cuz they were bathing. How’d this go down?

(Made a slight change they do know it's your place)

Your little band of misfits crept quietly through the streets; stealthier that usual, for the special heist they had planned. Hours of searching for their dear sheriff's home, they had gotten a little tip from a kind stranger that you didn't even live in town to begin with.

A small cabin just a few miles beyond the towns border is where you called home. It's where the bandits were heading right now, but not exactly to steal from you-even if they were gonna snag a couple things.

The bandits had decided to share the profits of their recent heists with you. This town didn't pay you enough, and they just wanted to give a little something to the honorary member of the group. They most definitely weren't interested in searching through the home of the target mutual affections. No siree.

Just like the stranger said, your house was located a few yards from civilization. A cozy little place, surrounded by a picket fence and about a dozen signs telling people to stay off the property. The group took turns writing little love notes on each one with their names tagged beneath.

They rounded the house, finding an open window when to what looked like your bedroom from what one of them saw. It was as quiet as a ghost town, and not a single light was on; the perfect opportunity. One by one, the bandits filter in through it. As the last one comes in, the leader stops them.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa. What are you doing here?"

The bandit looks puzzled. "What do you mean?"

The leader groans. "You're supposed to be look out to make sure the sheriff isn't going home early.

"No, Matthew was... I think-. I'm sure it'll be fine."

They push past the other and join the rest in looking through your belongings. They start hiding things around your room. Jewelry, cash, small trinkets that could catch a pretty penny. It'd be no fun if you found all their gifts at one time.

In the same breath, they steal things of yours to take home. "Don't take anything they wouldn't miss." Is the leaders only rule. One grabs a shirt from the back of your closet. Another, some old notes you'd tossed in the bin.

One Bandit strays off from the group and wonders off to explore other parts of your home. They grab the handle of a door; the knob rattling in its frame as they try to turn it. Locked- That was strange. Where you hiding something behind it? Hearing a faint noise, they put their ear to the door; face growing pale.

"Uh... Guys?"

You sigh in relaxation as you sink into the warm, soapy waters of your bath. It was your first day off in weeks, and you were going to make the most of it. You pitied the deputy who had to work in your place. Maybe you've make it up to them somehow. Probably not.

A radio on the counter played gentle tunes; candles places around the rim of the tub. Your bathroom didn't have windows so you didn't get that nice feel of sunshine, but the candles were a decent replacement.

When you get out to dry off is the first moment you pick up on something being off. You could've sworn you heard laughter from somewhere, but couldn't tell if it was from inside or out your house. The radio blocks out most of the sound, so you eventually drop your guard.

As you wrap the towel around your body to head out, the door knob jiggles. You have to do a double take to make sure you actually saw what you saw. There... was no way that someone actually broke into your house right? It was such a subtle movement that it could be a trick of the light. If someone really had enter your home, they were in a world of hurt for coming on the sheriff's land, and ignoring the warning signs.

You open the door to peak outside; frightening and almost causing the fall of the bandit that had just warned their friends of the sound. You groan internally as you recognize the bandana around their face. You don't know what you expected, but seeing the group of bandits that made your life a living hell was the last thing you wanted to see. Sadly enough, you honestly weren't even that surprised to see them.

The bandits turn in your direction as their partner in crime scrambles away; the door opening further without their weight upon it. Panic sweeps through them all, but that fear is quickly exchanged for a sense of timidity at your current wear.

Though your towel covered eighty percent of your body, hardly any of them had seen you without your uniform before. They thought you looked like a prize before, but seeing you in that state put you in a new light for them all. It was that authority you walked around and that pretty face that first attracted them to you, but now there was another element to the mix. Their tough shelled sheriff was a human being just like them; one hot enough to make sinners like them sweat.

You hold your towel to your chest with a look one could describe as calm anger. You really just wanted to enjoy your one day off.

"...You have ten seconds til I get the gun under the sink."

"...We can make it four if we get a peak."

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere insert #yandere headcanons #yandere drabble #Yandere fic #yandere writing #Yandere Bandit #yandere harem

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Chapter 12 - A hanging in the Spring of '63

The Highwayman Series | Chapter 11 | Chapter 13

You run down the stairs, ignoring every creasing and creaking step on the way, hurrying into the kitchen to open the cabinet and grab a single shot round from the casing. You load the gun and tug it along with you as you drag yourself back out the front door. Penny had already got the horses from the field and was feeding them with fresh hay out front, while Maverick was too-ing and fro-ing up and down the stairs with the men’s luggage. they carried little for men who travelled a lot, but they were honorary cowboys, so were more conscientious about their horse's wellbeing rather than their own.

you collected a small bag of belongings, you were thankful for your stubbornness to own little and stretch it to be a lot; as the majority of your personal items fit into the small luggage carrier that comfily sat on lightning's side without him kicking up a fuss about the excess weight. Penny attached that to your horse too, but you hadn't the time to thank her - instead setting off in a sprint in the opposite direction where the large crowd was anxiously stood in silence, prepared for the first hanging in decades.

"Today we see the righteous deaths of four highwaymen who stepped foot into the wrong goddamn town!" Sheriff Simpson announced, gaining a cheer from a few members of the crowd who were simply grateful to see their ages Sheriff still as determined as ever to fulfil his role and duty in this town. He stopped to cough into his precious rag, trying to absentmindedly ignore the blood collecting on it.

"These bandits have no reason to terrorise this town!" He said "That boy saved you Sheriff" Doctor Bates pointed out, scowling as the man as he held his sobbing wife close to his chest. "That he did, and i am grateful for my life - however i have ingested a foreign drug into my system: an illegal one!" He barks back "They shall be hung for their crimes against this country. They shall be hung for their crimes against California. They shall be hung for their crimes against Texas. They shall be hung for their crimes against Miramar. And he will be hung for his crimes against myself and my daughter." He spits "with no jury, Beau?" Mayor Kazansky asks from the crowd, but the sheriff can only go pale and avert his gaze from the all-knowing wise man. "The reverend has blessed you, may God forgive y'all in hell-"

"Let 'em down, daddy" A voice said calmly from amongst the crowd. the large group split in two, as if Moses repeating his parting of the Red Sea and there you stood; shot gun in hand, aiming it right at your father who stood next to the four men whom the rest of humanity deemed innocent. Beau swallowed harshly "put the gun down girl, and go home" he instructs "no." he raises his brows "no?" "no." you repeat, voice void of emotion. "Y' dont even know how to use tha' thing" he laughs, and you switch your aim; firing one of the two rounds loaded at a bucket behind him, hitting it dead centre and being more or less unaffected by the recoil. "there are a lot of things i can do that y' dont know daddy. tha' ya wont know." you say, re-zeroing your weapon on his wrinkled forehead. "you still think im the twelve year old who cried with her momma, who milked the cows, who cried into your shoulder. i am a twenty three year old engaged woman with a hell of a lot of life experience. momma's gone, daddy. its time to let me go too." you say and Beau doesnt know how to reply, he doesnt want too; because he knows that you're right.

there is a moment of stillness, where no one moves and no one does anything. "dont think i will not shoot ya" you threaten, tightening your grip "dont y'love me, girl? this if for y'own good." he splutters out and you laugh "no, this is for your own good. why'd it have to be Maverick who told me why Jake left five years ago, huh?" you ask and the others in the crowd look at the two of you in question "that the only reason he did not stay to be hung was 'cause you'dve made me kick the bucket!" people gasp "so untie the goddamn nooses and let these men down.” you instruct "loose your daughter and your life, see if i care" you grunt and Beau clears his throat, mumbling something.

"what was that sir?" the executioner asked "i said let the fuckers down. now" he repeat quietly but with a bit more intent. the four men are released from their death sentences and they all walk away from the showing ground and over to you, all standing behind you as the rest of the town seemed to follow. "c'mon gorgeous" Jake whispered and pulled gently on your shoulder when your stance didnt seem to waver. you hesitated, but lowered the gun, dropping it at your feet, turning to see Mav and Penny giving you the nod.

you take a deep breath and step back, turning from the man you thought you'd love until death "goodbye, daddy" you say, and a path between the people is made to allow you to all head towards your horses, saddling on and beginning to take the road westwards: not looking back.

Chapter 11 | Chapter 13

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quacka-quacka · 1 month

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Hello ~

Just came across your post about Paul and Jim (pretty interesting!) and saw the part about Mal's death. Could you elaborate on that please?

I saw somewhere before that "something" had happened to him but I never looked for more..

Hello. Here are bits about Mal’s death in Many Years From Now:

The first member of the Beatles’ inner circle to die - after Brian Epstein - was their roadie and bodyguard Mal Evans, who was shot to death by police in his rented duplex at 8122 West 4th Street in Los Angeles on the night of 4 January 1976. His life had been defined by his relationship with the Beatles and when the band broke up, Mal not only had nothing to do but seemed to lose his identity. He separated from his wife Lil, who reportedly had asked for a divorce shortly before Christmas.

Mal moved to Los Angeles, where he lived with his new girlfriend Fran Hughes and worked on the manuscript of his memoirs, Living the Beatles Legend, which he was supposed to deliver to his publishers, Grosset and Dunlap, on 12 January. The evening of the 4th Mal had been so despondent that Fran Hughes called John Hoernie, Mal’s collaborator on the book, and asked him to come over. Hoernie said he found Mal crying, 'really doped up and groggy'. Mal told him, ‘Please make sure you and Joanne [Lenard, Hoernie's assistant on the book] finish the book.' Mal and John Hoernie went to an upstairs bedroom and in the course of Mal's incoherent conversation, he picked up an unloaded 30.30 rifle. A scuffle ensued, but Mal was a big, powerful man and Hoernie was unable to take the weapon away from him.

Fran telephoned the police and told them, 'My old man has a gun and has taken Valium and is totally screwed up.' Four cops arrived shortly afterwards and two of them, David D. Krempa and Robert E. Brannon, went to the upstairs room. According to the police report, when Mal saw the police officers he turned and pointed the rifle at them. Lieutenant Charles Higbie of the LAPD robbery and homicide division said, 'Officers directed him to put down the rifle. He refused to put down the rifle.' The cops fired six shots at him, four of which struck Mal, killing him instantly. Mal was an honorary sheriff of Los Angeles County.

PAUL: 'Mal was a big lovable bear of a roadie; he'd go over the top occasionally, but we all knew him and never had any problems. Had I been there I would have been able to say, "Mal, don't be silly." In fact, any of his friends could have talked him out of it without any sweat, because he was not a nutter.'

I don’t know what exactly happened on that occasion, still I find Paul’s defense kind of ridiculous - a guy who took advantage of girls who wanted to see the Beatles and used to put a gun against his girlfriend’s head doesn’t sound like a big lovable bear to me. He just didn’t treated Paul the same way he treated those girls, and Paul, beyond all doubt, never thought treating women like shit is a problem.

#*we all knew him and never had any problems*#mal evans #paul mccartney

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CHARACTER ASK GAME

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell + 21, 24 and 25?

✨ send me a number and a character! ✨

21. If you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favorite thing to do when you're writing for this character? What's something you don't like?

i actually already answered this question here, so i will give an honorary mention for this ask, in addition: i am a big fan of the whole tgm-mav-lowkey-being-the-daggers'-friends'-cool-dad trope. like. the idea that they get to know him after the mission and he's obviously taken a genuine interest in all of them and their wellbeing so they all just...stay in touch. the idea that the call and check up on him when they know rooster is deployed, that they start to leave a few extra things at mav's place because he usually hosts their squad movie nights and it's just easier to crash there sometimes, that they realize he doesn't have many people to spend the holidays with now outside of obviously bradley, and they all come together and drag him to a surprise christmas party with them before they go on their own leave for their respective family christmases. that's their emotional support old navy captain and if u wanna mess w him u gotta get thru 11 daggers and 1 son first so good luck!!!

that being said, tho, it can go too far i think, if we're not careful. barring a couple specific circumstances (jake and whatever fucked up childhood/non-existent parental relationships he has had comes to mind) the daggers all have families of their own, and entire lives before meeting mav. i don't think he's like. their DAD per se. he's their friends' cooler than expected dad ('your dad is an ace? that's so cool! i wonder if he has any stories to tell us! he once flipped off a mig while inverted? THATS SO COOL') that they can become friends with and look out for too, and i KNOW he'll be looking out for them. if they need anything he's right there, because that is within his nature. but for the most part, they're all adults who have friendships, and not like. Extra Children. if you know what i mean. except for jake idk i think he needs a role model or something but i guess that makes mav a secret third thing to him idk

24. what other character from another fandom reminds you of them?

oof that is tough!! i think that on most levels, mav is very different from the characters in other fandoms that i have imprinted on the most, so i'm not going to be able to do a 1:1 comparison here. but believe it or not the very first character that came to mind for me is ezra standish from the magnificent seven tv series, and it's not an exact match but i'm just going to provide my presentation on the matter (i am specifically comparing tg86 mav with ezra bc i have no one to compare tgm mav with lol):

horrible quality images (yes i did make these gifs but theyre very old so lets not talk about it lol) bc this is an obscure 1990s b-budget tv show shot on vhs probably. but this guy right here is either the second or third youngest member of his found family group (the seven ~lawmen~ a local circuit judge hires to manage an old west territory because it's so dangerous the sheriff and deputy he'd previously appointed ran out on the job). he's very accomplished at what he does, for his age, and has had way too many shitty life experiences and is much too world-weary already. everyone who works with him comes into it with a preconceived notion of how he's going to be. and how could they not? it isn't that the other six guys are short-sighted in assuming, exactly. ezra is direct about who he is and what he stands for, downright in your face about it, actually. you expect him to be kind of an arrogant asshole, and he tells you he's gonna be one. and then, for a while anyway, he kind of is.

loner type, doesn't need anyone, he's going to do everything his way because he knows best, needlessly theatrical about it in the process. they expect him to run out on them during their battle, and he does.... kind of. but he also comes through for them in a critical moment when he's needed most and they least expect him to do it, single-handedly taking out multiple enemies to save their lives. immediately, he adopted into the group, essentially, but ezra doesn't know enough about really having friends to recognize that it's happening until much later. additionally, his entire life and livelihood is overshadowed by his mother (who can be seen sitting in the bg of the larger gif), who is still very much alive, in his case, but whose actions and words define him, whether he wants them to or not. he had a shitty childhood bouncing between a hundred strangers' and distant family members' homes alike and is just overflowing with abandonment issues, and he expects the other six to give up on him at the drop of a hat, but they never do.

25. what was your first impression of this character? how about now?

the very first time i ever saw top gun was before tgm was ever a thing. i remember my favorite character being goose (isnt he always tho <3) and thinking mav was kind of a bland action hero guy with a story arc i did not understand at all or care about. i was like fifteen, tho, and hadn't seen hardly any movies or tv shows at the time because i had a kind of weird sheltered from media sort of childhood, so i don't think i had rly learned HOW to watch and interpret media and characters yet, tbh. when the sequel was coming out i rewatched top gun with my partner in preparation bc my parents were making me watch the new one, and they had never seen it. i was like oh !!! he's smol and traumatized. i bet there's fic about him and that blonde guy. i should look that up later. and then we watched tgm and that was it for me. i was like never mind him and that blonde guy i need to know if hIS RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS SON TURNS OUT OK......MY HEART..... and that was that lol. my dna has not been the same since <3

#star unasks #daffodilstark #TYSM FOR THE ASK !!! and for giving me a platform to/putting up w me going off about my mega obscure blorbo ezra standish. im love him #hes not a one to one for mav but probably the closest option i could think of if you only talk about the highlights that are similar lol.#asks are so much fun thank u for sending them ily <3<3 #mine #top gun #stars scribbles

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i have lots of thoughts and theories about where certain plots could go and it’s sort of exciting to be so invigorated to think about a show’s future again :’)

thornhill is alive duuuuh (also it was quite satisfying to see the casting of christina ricci pay off with thornhill’s role)

tyler is essentially brainwashed like (forgive the comparison for i am stoned) peeta in mockinjay

weems is also likely not dead -- remember: no body, then they’ll be back. age old rule of television.

bianca will be back next semester

thing as the keeper of wednesday’s phone will be an excellent gag

fall + winter at nevermore means HALLOWEEN EPISODE

i totally think tyler will wind up a student at nevermore after he finally breaks away from thornhill and whoever she’s working with going forward

curious to consider who will be the new headmaster/headmistress or if weems will come back -- i could see a scenario in which morticia takes over the role and that’s ultimately what weeds weems out of hiding or whatever. would be a fun episode or two

xavier should fuck kent the scales kid

enid should join the secret society

wednesday will always refuse but is essentially an honorary member

they’ll need a new therapist or a guidance counselor -- i could see gomez and thing doing that during a hypothetical headmistress morticia reign

sheriff and wednesday will definitely team up to save tyler, probably after he starts to display signs of fighting thornhill’s control (after all, they started their will-they-won’t-they before thornhill activated his hyde self)

jericho also needs a new mayor -- perhaps that will be how thornhill makes her next move, trying to infiltrate the political sphere of jericho more directly

i’d like to see wednesday and bianca bond on the fencing team, as much as wednesday bonds with a person

my biggest curiosity right now though is how wednesday aborbing goody’s spirit will affect her going forward; you can see the effects in her costuming in the final scenes at nevermore after the semester is cancelled. she’s wearing black and white, not just black.

please give us a pugsley runs away to nevermore for a weekend episode please i want pugsley and eugene to meet

i wonder how enid feels about having, in her words, wolfed out. there are a lot of layers to her relationship to wolfing out, particularly given the abusive nature of her relationship with her mother.

#wednesday #i would die to be in this writers room one day #watch this get zero notes while i'm still getting notes on my heartbreak high post even though no one i know irl has watched it hahaha

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Old Firefighters Never Die: They Just Smolder

So, I'm retiring. Not from my full time job of dispatching to become a Gentleman Author, as I wanted. (It's like a Gentleman Farmer, a rich person who just farms as a hobby. No real farmer is a Gentleman Farmer, especially considering their ungentlemanly language while going through bills.)

At my full time job we got an email pointing out, now that one of the Sheriff Department detectives has retired, I have the most seniority of anyone there or in dispatch. By six years. Maybe in the entire Noble County Government, although I'm not motivated to find out.

Nor will I retire from writing, until they pry my fingers from the keyboard. Maybe not even then, if I can manage text to speech. No, I'm retiring from what I've done longest (other than biological functions) in my adult life: firefighting.

That's Phil Jacob standing beside me, holding his pin for being a firefighter for 55 (!) years. I remain unconvinced Phil will ever retire. In fact, I should put off working on my Haunted Noble County book, because fifty years from now he'll be haunting the Albion firehouse. When I look at him (or Tom Lock, who joined up six months before I did), I realize I'd never have the most seniority on the Albion Fire Department.

I don't know how they do it. I beat my body down too badly. After working a fire, I'd be in so much pain I couldn't function for days. My back pain goes all the way back to back to back fires way back in the 80s, where I wore a steel air tank for longer than even a young pup should. It got progressively worse, and I slowly realized over the last few years that I was threatening to become another victim to treat at an emergency scene, instead of contributing.

The tanks are a lot lighter now, but I'm a lot heavier. And I have less hair.

In the last year I developed shoulder problems. Recently my knees started acting up, in a temper tantrum kind of way. (And they make strange noises.) I've got arthritis in my big toe, for crying out loud. Ever since Covid, it's been all I can do to get through a day without falling asleep on the couch. Okay, maybe six decades of living has more to do with that than Covid.

I'm not complaining so much as explaining. I loved firefighting. The guys and gals who volunteer at the AFD, and our neighboring departments, are my brothers and sisters--they're family. But I couldn't even go to the station much, especially between those murderous 12-hour night shifts in dispatch that wouldn't happen if I was a gentleman author.

But I put it off. I didn't want to admit I can't do something I used to be able to do. When I finally told my wife I was pulling the plug, she wasn't a bit surprised. Most likely no one was.

So I wrote the membership a letter, and a few weeks later, when we walked into the annual AFD Appreciation Dinner, I saw my name tag and a helmet with my number on it. It was real. I had by then reached the depression stage of grief. I'll let you know when the acceptance stage arrives.

Here's Brian Tigner, a hard worker for the AFD, giving me my stuff and telling me they'd just as soon I left through the back door. Kidding! The reconditioned barn where we had dinner was awesome.

Wow, this turned out to be more of a downer than I'd planned. It's not all bad: I'll stay on as an honorary member, doing the Facebook page, taking pictures, doing public information stuff, and so on. I'm also halfway done with that new AFD book, which keeps getting put on the back burner for one reason after another. But I'm thinking of going to this year's Fish Fry as a diner instead of a server ... that concrete floor is hell on my back.

I look good in red flannel. I do, TOO.

To this day, I don't know how I worked up the courage to walk into that firehouse door on my eighteenth birthday. Me, the shy, antisocial introvert with no interest in being on a team--except this one. Every time I headed up to the station, I stepped outside my comfort zone. If I hadn't I'd have missed most of the events of my life, and I wonder then if I would have ever had anything to write about.

And for every bad thing I experienced, there were a dozen great things.

Forty-three years. I'll carry them forever ... in a good way.

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recentlyheardcom · 7 months

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RALEIGH, N.C. (AP) — As Kevin McCarthy got pushed out of his job as House speaker, in part by colleagues who helped put him on the dais nine months ago, one of his top lieutenants stepped in to preside — at least temporarily.North Carolina GOP Rep. Patrick McHenry took the gavel after Tuesday’s vote to oust McCarthy – a historic first for a House speaker. According to House rules, McHenry was picked from a list McCarthy was required to keep and will serve essentially as the acting speaker — known as speaker pro tempore — until the chamber figures out who will be the next leader.For McHenry, who stands out with his signature bow ties, the interim job marks his most public position to date during his 10 terms in the House.But he had already risen in stature and prominence within the House. McHenry was one of McCarthy’s closest allies, and helped him win the speaker’s contest in January and negotiate the debt limit deal that McCarthy made with President Joe Biden earlier this year.He helped McCarthy keep his fragile majority together until it came apart following the decision to work with Democrats to keep the federal government open rather than risk a shutdown. He gave a floor speech Tuesday supporting McCarthy.Dee Stewart, McHenry’s longtime political consultant and his first chief of staff on Capitol Hill, said it doesn’t surprise him that, for now, his close friend is presiding over one of the world’s most important legislative bodies.“He’s demonstrated a tremendous acumen as a member of Congress and is widely respected by most everyone who deals with him,” said Stewart, who first met McHenry in 1996 at a convention of the North Carolina Federation of College Republicans.One of McHenry’s first acts in the temporary position was to oust Speaker Emerita Nancy Pelosi from her honorary office at the Capitol while she was away in California to pay tribute to the late Sen. Dianne Feinstein.Pelosi called the eviction “a sharp departure from tradition." But she added: “Office space doesn’t matter to me, but it seems to be important to them. Now that the new Republican Leadership has settled this important matter, let’s hope they get to work on what’s truly important for the American people.”McHenry, who will turn 48 later this month, grew up around the Charlotte area. He went to North Carolina State University before graduating from Belmont Abbey College, a small Catholic school just west of Charlotte.While still in college, he ran unsuccessfully for a state House seat in 1998, but he won four years later at age 27. McHenry had worked for a Washington-based media consulting firm, for George W. Bush's 2000 presidential campaign, and as a special assistant to the U.S. Secretary of Labor.McHenry served just one term in the General Assembly, where he witnessed a historic stalemate over who should be the chamber's speaker. The fight ended with a Democrat and a Republican sharing the job, with each gaveling in sessions on alternate days.But McHenry was looking ahead, and in 2004 he pulled off a Republican primary victory for the seat in the blue-collar, manufacturing-focused 10th Congressional District seat being vacated by the retiring GOP Rep. Cass Ballenger.He advanced to a runoff, where he defeated a popular local sheriff by just 85 votes out of 30,000 cast to win the party nomination. Aides credited McHenry's grassroots campaigning — Stewart said they knocked on 60,000 doors — for defeating rivals who were nearly twice his age and outspent him heavily.After defeating the Democratic nominee in 2004, McHenry entered Congress as a hardline conservative willing to speak against leadership. He broke against GOP leaders by upholding a campaign promise to vote against the Central American Free Trade Agreement.But over time McHenry rose up the GOP leadership ladder, becoming the Republicans' chief deputy whip in 2015, and a key part of McCarthy’s team. This year he's been the House Financial Services Committee chairman.McHenry “really earned

his stripes by (being) willing to take on tough issues in a vocal way during his first couple of terms,” Stewart said, adding that he was granted more responsibilities as he “demonstrated his loyalty to the conservative cause.”Former Speaker John Boehner told Politico in 2017 after leaving office, “McHenry’s going to be the speaker one day.”Stewart was careful about whether McHenry could become the permanent speaker, saying he was “taking a wait-and-see approach.”McHenry has won reelection by comfortable margins, a reflection of Republican dominance in rural western North Carolina. Married to a U.S. government economist and father to three children, McHenry lives on Lake Norman within the 10th District.Known for his deadpan jokes, McHenry can also have a fiery side.While on the dais Tuesday, he read carefully from a paper saying it would be “prudent” to recess the House so that party caucuses and conferences could meet “to discuss the path forward.”McHenry then slammed the gavel down very hard — and the footage went viral on social media.__Associated Press writer Stephen Groves in Washington contributed to this report.

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Paper Cuts: An Enchanting Cozy Mystery (A Secret, Book, and Scone Society Novel) by Ellery Adams #Review / #Giveaway @KensingtonBooks @ElleryAdams

Welcome to Cozy Wednesday! It is my pleasure to share my thoughts today about Paper Cuts by Ellery Adams!

Paper Cuts: An Enchanting Cozy Mystery (A Secret, Book, and Scone Society Novel) Cozy Mystery 6th in Series Setting - North Carolina Kensington Cozies (April 25, 2023) Hardcover ‏ : ‎ 304 pages ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1496726472 ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1496726476 Kindle ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0B84G9QWT

The New York Times bestselling author returns with a mystery with a touch of magical realism and a strong, female bookstore owner and bibliotherapist at its heart. Miracle Springs, North Carolina, is famed for its healing springs. But bookstore owner Nora Pennington has a tendency to land in a different kind of hot water. Though she loves to practice bibliotherapy by finding the perfect books for her customers while listening to their secrets, she also likes to bury her nose in the occasional local crime… Nora escaped her past a decade ago. So it feels like a visit from another world when Kelly Walsh—the woman her ex-husband left her for—walks through the door of Miracle Books along with her son, a sweet, serious boy with a talent for origami. Kelly hasn’t come to gloat, though. As it turns out, she’s been dumped too. She’s also terribly ill, and all she wants from Nora is forgiveness. Shockingly, however, this woman who’s been the victim of so much misfortune is about to become a murder victim. Who would do such a thing? Certainly not Nora, but that doesn’t stop the gossip and suspicion—especially after Kelly’s brother claims that he saw the two women arguing. In seeking justice for Kelly, The Secret, Book, and Scone Society joins forces with the sheriff’s department, but they’ve barely begun their probe when life throws another wrench. After serving a twenty-year sentence, Estella’s father returns to Miracle Springs. And when his past comes back to haunt him, it might be more than the four friends can handle. Dollycas's Thoughts Secret, Book, and Scone Society Members Nora, the owner of Miracle Books, tries to heal people's woes with a unique set of books she personally selects for them. Hester runs the Gingerbread House bakery. Customers tell her a little bit about their lives and what brought them to Miracle Springs. Then she bakes them up a “comfort scone”. June works at the hot springs spa where people come to rejuvenate themselves. Estella is a beautician who tries to help her clients find their true selves. Sheldon is an honorary member, he works for Nora and suffers from fibromyalgia. He is just the sweetest person. Nora Pennington came to Miracle Springs, North Carolina to escape her past. Now a decade later her past catches up with her. The woman her ex-husband left her for, Kelly Walsh has entered her store with her autistic son Tucker who happens to love origami. She tells Nora that Lawrence has dumped her too. She is very ill and wants Nora to forgive her for the drama she brought to her life. Before Nora can even get a grasp on her feelings Kelly is murdered and when Kelly's brother claims he witnessed the two women arguing and that Nora gave Kelly a push Nora finds herself on the short list of suspects. To clear her name and get justice for Kelly The Secret, Book, and Scone Society starts their own investigation. This is even more important when Nora's significant other, Sheriff Grant McCabe is forced off the case. There is another happening in Miracle Springs, Estella’s father has been released from prison after 20 years. Like Nora, his past rears its ugly head, and if he isn't careful he could be back behind bars. If you have read any of Ellery Adams' books you know she creates vivid and diverse characters and that friendship between the key players is always strong. The friendships of the characters in the Secret, Book, and Scone Society Mystery series are no exception. They work and play well together in everything they do and when one is in trouble they rally together to protect their own. Each book in the series also has relevant social issues. This time that includes an autistic child learning to make his way in the world who now also has to deal with losing his mother. Adams also shines a light on a man trying to reacclimate to life out in the world after being imprisoned for two decades. Both characters are involved throughout the whole story so these themes are delved into and handled in the most excellent way. Tucker is such a cool kid and Gus went to jail for protecting his daughter and she is so supportive of him as he becomes a new resident of Miracle Springs. I hope both continue to appear in the books going forward. With Nora's past a theme in this book readers are reminded of why she came to Miracle Springs and have an even better understanding as we meet her ex. Sadly for Nora, she relives the moment of the accident and the aftermath again. She still feels the pain not only from the visual scars but in her heart. While I always encourage everyone to read series books in order to really get to know the characters, if you haven't read previous books the details presented in this book will help you understand Nora. I am always in awe of the woman and her gift to help people through books. Ms. Adams must do tons of research to enable her protagonist to do this. The murder mystery was so well-plotted. It was hard because Grant and Nora had to keep their distance even when she became a target. Detective Hollowell made things even harder. No spoilers but she pushed my buttons and Nora's too. The mystery has a lot of moving parts and several twists. I enjoyed how all the subplots were twisted into the main plot. It was easy to escape right into the story. As a cancer survivor, my heart broke for Kelly. She knew she had very little time left and was trying to get everything in place for young Tucker. Trying to explain to him what was happening to her and that she would soon be gone but that he would be cared for is unfathomable and then the murderer took what little time they had away from them. That made this an emotional read for me. Paper Cuts, what a perfect title, is a wonderful cozy mystery filled with incredible characters. I love this series and can't wait until next April when I will get to visit Miracle Springs again.

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About the Author Ellery Adams has written over thirty mystery novels and can’t imagine spending a day away from the keyboard. Ms. Adams, a native New Yorker, has had a lifelong love affair with stories, food, rescue animals, and large bodies of water. When not working on her next novel, she bakes, gardens, spoils her three cats, and spends far too much time on Pinterest. She lives with her husband and two children (aka the Trolls) in Chapel Hill, NC. For more information, please visit www.elleryadamsmysteries.com. Be sure to sign up for her newsletter here.

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Ewherido ordained as Bishop of Warri Diocese in Delta by Pope Francis

The Pope of the Roman Catholic Church, Pope Francis, today ordained and installed Most. Rev. Anthony Ovayero Ewherido as the Bishop of the Catholic Diocese of Warri in Delta State. Pope Francis, who Bishop Anthony Filipazzi represented, ordained and installed Bishop Ewherido at the Bishop’s Court, Holy Martyrs Seminary in Effurun, Uvwie Local Government Area of Delta State. In a homily, Filipazzi told Ewherido that the position he now occupies is not a worldly position or prestige and honorary title but a position to serve. He pointed out that he is in a position to direct and administer the affairs of the diocese. According to Bishop Filipazzi, “He is to protect the holy order and shepherd the flock of Christ.” In an address, Bishop Anthony Ovayero Ewherido said, “All I have to say in response is, Thank you Lord, and to yoube the glory now and forever more. Amen.” He urged Nigerians to pray for a peaceful, fair and credible election in the country as the forthcoming 2023 elections draw near. He also enjoined the people to shun corruption. According to him, “Don’t sell your birthright. Vote righly.” Bishop Ewherido, who was elated, thanked God for his ordination and installation as the Bishop of Warri Diocese. He promised to work with the members of the church as a servant of God. The interim Archbishop of Benin Diocese, Archbishop Augustine Akabueze asked Nigerians to go out and vote in the forthcoming election. Present at the colorful event were the Deputy President of the Senate, Sen. Ovie Omo-Agege; Dr. Arthur Ifeanyi Okowa, Governor of Delta State, ably represented by his Chief of Staff, Hon. Ovie Festus Agas; the Speaker of the Delta State House of Assembly, Rt.Hon. Sheriff Oborevwori who’s the Governorship Candidate of the Peoples Democratic Party, PDP, in Delta State; Chief Thompson Okpoko SAN, and Dr. Emmanuel Ewetan Uduaghan, former Governor of Delta State, among others. Read the full article

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Village Vs Borough – What’s The Difference?

The concept of human habitation is quite intricate. It has been changing and growing, even beyond its traditional context, from past to present. There is a great deal of ambiguity about the precise nature of each zone, its name, and the criteria by which it is measured. Villages vs boroughs, both sorts of human settlements, are sometimes jumbled with one another.

Let’s look at this in more detail.

Is Borough A Town Or A Village?

In many nations where English is spoken, smaller cities or towns are referred to as “boroughs.” While the formal use of the term “borough” often refers to a self-governing walled town, this definition is not universal.

Ireland and the United Kingdom, more notably England and Northern Ireland, use boroughs as a local government. The Canadian province of Quebec, the former province of Ontario, various U.S. states, Israel, the former country of New Zealand, and the lone remaining Australian territory all have boroughs.

A village is a human settlement or community with a population of a few hundred to a few thousand people, making it larger than a hamlet but less than a town. However, the term “village” is sometimes used to denote hamlets and smaller towns.

The term “urban village” is also used to describe some urban neighborhoods, even though most villages are found in rural areas. Even while most villages are stationary communities, nomad villages do exist. In addition, houses in a village tend to be clustered rather than dispersed over a wide area like in a spread-out town.

Agrarian societies and even some non-agricultural societies typically lived in villages in the past. A small settlement in the United Kingdom is considered a village once it has erected a church. Small percentages of the population often lived in urban areas, which was the case in many different cultures.

British villages are typically smaller than towns and are based on agriculture, though other industries, such as mining, quarrying, and fishing, also play a role. They’re a lot like the ones in Ireland.

Boroughs have a more officialized government structure than villages and have a more defined system and rules. A borough can be a town or a part of a town, but it is not a village.

Is A Borough Smaller Than A Village?

Usually, a village has a lesser population than a borough, but compared area-wise, some villages can be bigger than boroughs. So, it depends on the question’s perspective to answer it more appropriately.

There is no longer any correlation between borough status and urbanization. The provisions of section 245 of the Local Government Act of 1972 allow for the creation of boroughs in metropolitan and non-metropolitan regions outside of Greater London.

Under this provision, a district council may apply to the king for a charter establishing a borough government. At least two-thirds of the council members must vote in favor of the resolution for it to pass. After considering the petition and taking Privy Council counsel, the monarch may issue a charter, which would allow for the following to occur:

As of now, the area can be called a borough.

The council for the district is now the council for the borough.

Unless the council already has an elected mayor in place as required by the Local Government Act of 2000, the chairman and vice-chairman will be able to use the honorifics “mayor” and “deputy mayor” of the borough, respectively.

There is a possibility that the borough council will be able to reappoint “local officials of dignity” appointed by a defunct borough corporation if the council has a charter issued under the 1972 Act. Several instances include:

Some boroughs, as well as city councils, have the authority to confer honorary recorder status on a circuit judge or recorder who has been appointed by the Courts Act of 1971. For most councils, this means the highest-ranking judge in the region.

Several municipalities that were once county corporate have sheriffs that serve by appointment. Once a position of authority in the legal system, the high steward is now only held ceremonially.

Generally speaking, the likelihood of floods, the accessibility of water, and the structure of agricultural practices and land ownership are the most important aspects to consider when deciding on a settlement type.

For instance, communities in hilly regions like the Lincolnshire Wolds typically cluster halfway downhill from the hilltops, where springs can be found.

These villages were originally spring line towns, and their surrounding open field systems date back to prehistoric times. Unlike the little hamlets clustered around village greens that sprang up due to woodland clearances in places like the Forest of Arden, most communities in northern Scotland were designed to have a grid layout and are situated on or near major roadways.

Clent, a village in north Worcestershire, is a good example of a village that lacks a central location and consists of a cluster of hamlets dispersed across and around the Clent Hills.

Some communities have vanished, leaving behind nothing except a hummock in the fields or a crumbling church, as in the case of lost medieval settlements. In some cases, three or four distinct levels of human habitation have been uncovered. Some of these clear-cuts were necessary to make room for sheep and game estates.

In contrast, others were caused by depopulation due to disasters such as the Black Death or the migration of inhabitants to wealthier locations. Suburban areas have expanded and combined to establish new centers, such as the London neighborhood of Hampstead and the Manchester neighborhood of Didsbury.

Many rural areas have lost businesses, churches, and other amenities and have become primarily residential.

The village stands in for the idealized version of Britain in the minds of many Britons. It’s portrayed as peaceful and harmonious, though a touch is insular because it’s far removed from the chaos of the modern world.

Historically, a church in a British community marked it as a village rather than a hamlet. Certain civil parishes, though, might have multiple villages there.

A typical village might have a few stores, a blacksmith, and a bar or inn. However, most of these amenities no longer exist, and many rural areas serve only as commuter dormitories.

The populations of these communities often fall between several hundred and five thousand people. There is no such thing as a mayor or town hall in a village.

source https://villageandcottage.com/village-life/village-vs-borough/

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Here’s What Happened After Bumbling Baller Herschel Walker Brandished A Bogus Badge During Georgia Senate Debate

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Herschel Walker Memes Surface After "Prop Badge" Fiasco

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What’s scarier than Herschel Walker with a badge (and gun)? Herschel Walker with a U.S. Senate seat and on Friday, his long-awaited face-off with Sen. Raphael Warnockgave Georgia voters a hilariously unhinged preview of both.

The debate tackled difficult issues like raising the minimum wage during rampant price-gouging, reproductive rights, and Walker’s status as a “Special Deputy.” NewsOne reports the moderator scolded the Republican nominee for brandishing a “prop” badge during the debate.

Warnock eloquently balanced concerns about supporting the police while holding them accountable for misconduct. In response to questionable claims that he lowered police morale and enrollment, Warnock fired his best zinger about Walker’s “problem with the truth.”

“One thing I have not done — I have never pretended to be a police officer. And I’ve never threatened a shootout with the police,” Warnock said to his loudest cheers of the night.

Without skipping a beat, Walker pulled out a “prop” badge to double down on his widely debunked background in law enforcement.

“I am work with many police officers,” Walker said, proudly holding the badge like a big joker.

Walker’s History Of False Cop Claims

In August, NewsOne covered some of Walker’s fact-checked law enforcement lies. The football legend previously said he’s “proud to serve the blue as an Honorary Agent and Special Deputy Sheriff of Cobb County for many years.”

In reality, Walker’s honorary certificate holds as much weight as receiving a crown from Burger King but that didn’t stop him from fronting for a crowd of U.S. Army members.

“I worked in law enforcement, so I had a gun. I put this gun in my holster and I said, ‘I’m gonna kill this dude,'” he bragged at an Army suicide prevention event in 2013, according to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution.

In 2017, Walker said, “I work with the Cobb County Police Department, and I’ve been in criminal justice all my life.”

“It gives you absolutely no law enforcement authority. It’s like a junior ranger badge,” said former DeKalb County District Attorney J. Tom Morgan about the “honorary deputy” status.

The “political token” isn’t good for much more than getting out of a traffic ticket. The Cobb County Sheriff’s office confirmed they have no records of Walker ever actually working for them. By 2019, the Heisman Trophy winner leveled up to the feds, claiming he was also an honorary agent.

“I worked for law enforcement, y’all didn’t know that either? I spent time at Quantico at the FBI training school. Y’all didn’t know I was an agent?” Walker said to an auditorium of soldiers.

Does he know that “if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em” has a lot more steps in the middle when you’re joining these agencies? The bar for cop recruits is obviously too low, but not thatlow.

Walker’s McLovin-level credentials and top-flight security fables stole the show during Friday’s debate, however, it’s important to remember that he didn’t have a plan or policy for any serious issues facing Georgia voters.

While laughing at the hilarious badge memes, remember that Walker has the same machine behind him as Trump. The risk of Walker winning after blatant election tampering from his party, in Georgia specifically, is no laughing matter.

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Hi!! Would u be willing to write Mao Mao or badgerclops with a human male s/o? :)

Ur great! Have a wonderful day!!

Badgerclops w/ a human MALE s/o :))

A/n: These are just some headcanons since im trying to get used to writing for mao mao but nonetheless i hope you enjoy anon!! (He/Him) Pronouns will be found in the mini fic excerpt at the end of each section. There are Two (2) sections to this mess :)) and when i call it a mess, i mean it's a mess as this was all on a whIM-

First meeting and recognition of feelings

Badgerclops was undoubtedly the least unphased by your appearance, sure seeing a new species was still shocking but all in al you were just like the rest of the mammal, birds and reptilian civilians that adorned pure heart valley and the world they resided in

But unlike mao mao badgerclops was always looking for a reason to hang out with you, he didnt care if you were a villain or not he just knew he thought you were neat! He’d usually ask you to play videogames with him or watch Kendo Ken with him when he snuck out to slack off during the sheriffs training hours

In a way he reminded you of adorabat but more chill, he was obviously just as curious as the rest and was second in place for asking questions about your customs, heritage and even more risky questions like how do you reproduce, of course that was away from the innocent ears of his batty companion

Over time the more you hung out the closer you two got and eventually you were deemed an honorary member of the team, Mao mao allowed it on two conditions, one you were really close to BC and two your opposable thumbs were an asset to mao mao if any one ever stole his gloves

The day he realized his feelings for you, you two were doing your usual slacking off routine playing a new video game that had just been released which had been coincidentally released on your arrival date. You were just chilling and softly leaned in against the soft mass of chub and fur next to you, Badgerclops noticed this and couldnt help but flush and feel pride as he noticed how relaxed you were. The rest of the night was really just filled with the two of you cuddling and endlessly playing the game until mao mao had to force you two off and out for some fresh air Light beeps and boops came from the illuminated screen that cascaded over the floor and spilt onto the couch illuminating the figures of (y/n) and badgerclops. The once rowdy living space was now filled with a comfortable silence as (y/n) leaned into badgerclops with a relieved sigh leaving through his nose as a soft grin was plastered on his face. Badgerclops jumped slightly and turned his head to look at (y/n) cuddling up and into his furry belly, his face turned red but his shoulders relaxed and he leaned slightly into (y/n) as well.With both men content and comfortable they played through the night and well into dawn as well.

Admission of feelings and relationship habits

He liked to internally brag that he was more open about his feelings than Mao Mao however it was actually YOU who had first initiated the confession. You had gone to everyone you trusted with this information, king snuggle mane, Adorabat, hell you even went to Ol’ Blue to try and get ideas for how to tell him. However you wer usually told you were over thinking and to just tell him during doing something you both liked

SOOO you kicked mao mao and adorabat out of the house at 7pm on a saturday and set up a little table filled with so many snacks and candies that you both loved and called badgerclops into the living room

He was happily surprised and in no time the games began, The fun went on for hours into the night until you both ended up laying down next to each other, both of you were redder than tomatoes and your heart felt like it was going to explode

Bc was worried at first, which caused him to sit up with you in his lap and ask you a soft yet concerned “Dude whats wrong?” and thats when you blurted it all out, How much you loved him and his witty inputs to whatever mao mao had to say, his caring and sensitive personality, even his pudgy belly it was all spilt

You were nervous as you waited for rejection but was only met with the larger man picking you up for a loving embrace that nearly crushed your ribs, he was smiling like a dork when he stepped back slightly and fell back into the couch with you. Responding with a soft “I love you too dude!!”

But surprisingly not much changed into the relationship, that is not much in what you did for date nights or in off time :)

Badgerclops had picked up the nicknames handsome, honey and jellybean to add to his repertoire of dudes and bros

He also began to get more touchy, always having to be holding your hand if in public or cuddling you on the couch. Of course he would always ask especially in public if you werent the biggest fan of pda or touching in general

He found a sort of comfort and confidence in you that he never really knew he had until you two had gotten this close. Now he was the farthest thing from a romantic but he had his own ways of making you feel loved

Badgerclops and (y/n) were once again on the couch, the place they practically spent most of their time at, watching some new show (y/n) had been excited to start streaming. However it wasnt going as planned. (y/n) let out a ‘bleh’ sound as his tongue poked through his lips and he turned off the tv “Man and i was so excited for that show too, but of course they already hinted that it’s going to end with the stupid ‘it was all a dream ‘cop out!” badgerclops let out an amused huff as he furrowed his brows upwards and layed an arm over the back of the couch to bring his boyfriend closer to himself. “They cant all be winners Jellybean..” that only made the smaller male pout even more, badgerclops internally squealed, even when (y/n) was mad he couldn't help but think he was cute. “I know! The new dlc for Kend Ken vs the world just dropped! Why dont we go out on the town to pick it up and get some ice cream?” that caught (y/n)’s attention for sure as the smaller male whipped his head around faster then McQueen in cars. The human stumbled up nearly busting his ass on many occasions “LAST ONE TO THE PLAZA PAY’S” BC laughed following (y/n) shutting the door behind them as they left the house for the first time that day.

#mao mao x reader #mao mao heroes of pure heart #mao mao #badgerclops #mmhoph #badgerclops x reader #mao mao headcanons #x reader #headcanon

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On December 22nd 1930 the author and poet Neil Munro died in Helensburgh.

Neil Munro was born the illegitimate son of a kitchen maid on June 3, 1863, in Inveraray in Argyll and Bute. There is a commemorative plaque marking his birthplace near Inveraray’s historic jail, a suitable connection as his mother Ann married the jail’s governor when Munro was a boy.

He was raised by his mother and his grandmother, both of whom were native Gaelic speakers who taught him the language, though he was schooled in English at the local parish school. His father was rumoured to have been a member of the household of the Duke of Argyll at Inveraray Castle, and perhaps through that connection Munro was found a good job on leaving school in the local Sheriff Clerk’s office.

His training as a clerk included shorthand, and at the age of 18 he left Inveraray for Glasgow to try for a career in journalism, starting in Greenock and then the Falkirk Herald before “graduating” to the Glasgow Evening News. He turned out to be a natural reporter and commentator – Victorian era journalists often had to be both, and Munro was such a skilled practitioner that he rose to become chief reporter of the News on a salary of £100 per year at the age of just 25. At the same time he married his landlady’s daughter, Jessie Adam – they would have two sons and four daughters.

Despite his journalistic success, Munro hankered after more serious writing and his memories of Argyll and the stories told to him by his mother and grandmother influenced his first attempts at fiction, published in 1896 in a collection of short stories called The Lost Pibroch.

One of the best stories in it was Castle Dark: “Once upon a time Castle Dark was a place of gentility and stirring days. You have heard it, you know it; now it is like a deer’s skull in Wood Mamore, empty, eyeless, sounding to the whistling wind, but blackened instead of bleached in the threshing rains. When the day shines and the sun coaxes the drowsy mists from the levels by the river, that noble house that was brisks up and grey-whitens, minding maybe of merry times; the softest smirr of rain– and the scowl comes to corbie-stone and gable; black, black grow the stones of old ancient Castle Dark.”

Munro then took to novels and wrote two successful ones in quick succession – John Splendid and Castle Doom, the first about the Marquis of Montrose’s campaign for King Charles I, and the second set against the background of the ‘45 Jacobite Uprising

Having become assistant editor of the News, Munro retired from full-time journalism around 1902 to pen more novels, of which the best is The New Road, published in 1914, about the effects of military roads on the Highlands.

He retained his connections to the News by writing a weekly column under the pen-name of Hugh Foulis. They were really short stories featuring memorable characters such his “droll friend” Archie, the commercial traveller Jimmy Swan and the best-loved of them all – Para Handy, skipper of the Vital Spark.

The boat was a puffer, a small steam-driven merchant vessel carrying varied cargoes on the Firth of Clyde and up and down the West Coast. Para Handy and his crew became fixtures in Munro’s columns and indeed in his readers’ lives. The television versions of the Para Handy tales err on the side of humour and sentimentality, but Munro’s original writings are slightly darker and edgier, though nevertheless hugely entertaining.

At the outbreak of the First World War, Munro returned to journalism and eventually became editor of the Glasgow Evening News. During the war he suffered the loss of his elder son Hugh who was killed in France – Munro’s health was never the same after that tragedy, and his output of non-journalism works diminished.

Munro received honorary doctorates from Glasgow and Edinburgh Universities but for him his greatest honour was to be given the Freedom of Iveraray. He said at the presentation ceremony: “The things we love intently are the things worth writing about. I never could keep Inveraray out of any story of mine, and never will.”

Retiring to his house Cromalt at Craigendoran near Helensburgh, Neil Munro died there on December 22, 1930, 91 years ago today. He is buried in Kilmalieu Cemetery, Inveraray.

I like this poem by Neil Munro and dedicate it to all Scottish exiles, be it physical, or in your hearts.

To Exiles.

Are you not weary in your distant places, Far, far from Scotland of the mist and storm, In drowsy airs, the sun-smite on your faces, The days so long and warm? When all around you lie the strange fields sleeping, The dreary woods where no fond memories roam, Do not your sad hearts over seas come leaping To the highlands and the lowlands of your Home?

Wild cries the Winter, loud through all our valleys: The midnights roar, the grey noons echo back; Round steep storm-bitten coasts the eager galleys Beat for kind harbours from horizons black; We tread the miry roads, the rain-drenched heather, We are the men, we battle, we endure! God’s pity for you people in your weather Of swooning winds, calm seas, and skies demure!

Wild cries the Winter, and we walk song-haunted Over the moors and by the thundering falls, Or where the dirge of a brave past is chaunted In dolorous dusks by immemorial walls. Though rains may thrash on us, the great mists blind us, And lightning rend the pine-tree on the hill, Yet we are strong, yet shall the morning find us Children of tempest all unshaken still.

We wander where the little grey towns cluster Deep in the hills, or selvedging the sea, By farm-lands lone, by woods where wildfowl muster To shelter from the day’s inclemency; And night will come, and then far through the darkling, A light will shine out in the sounding glen, And it will mind us of some fond eye’s sparkling, And we’ll be happy then.

Let torrents pour then, let the great winds rally, Snow-silence fall, or lightning blast the pine; That light of Home shines warmly in the valley, And, exiled son of Scotland, it is thine. Far have you wandered over seas of longing, And now you drowse, and now you well may weep, When all the recollections come a-thronging Of this rude country where your fathers sleep.

They sleep, but still the hearth is warmly glowing, While the wild Winter blusters round their land: That light of Home, the wind so bitter blowing — Do they not haunt your dreams on alien strand? Love, strength, and tempest–oh, come back and share them! Here’s the old cottage, here the open door; Fond are our hearts although we do not bare them,– They’re yours, and you are ours for ever-more.

#Scotland #scottish #journalist #writer #poet #history

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Western August III: Tombstone (1993) - Recap and Review

We’ve talked about the Gunfight; so what happened after?

Well, the Earps and Holliday won, and Wyatt Earp was made extremely famous afterwards. The dead members of the Cochise County Cowboys were Billy Clanton, and the McLaury brothers. Yeah, they were COMPLETELY omitted from My Darling Clementine, but Tom and Frank McLaury were each a major part of the conflict that led to the gunfight. Outlaws and cattle rustlers, it was the hunt for the McLaury brothers that began the conflicts between the Earps and the CCC in the first place.

After Bill and the brothers were killed, their bodies were displayed in an undertaker’s window, and they received quite a bit of sympathy from some. Virgil lost his job as marshal, and public opinion turned against the Earps. Some of the rhetoric is literally shit I’ve heard today about conflicts between the cops and people who’ve been gunned down. Literally, there was a “hands up” debate about Billy Clanton. It’s eerie how similar things are, just sayin’. And to be fair, nobody in this battle was great. But anyway...

Anyway, Virgil was tried for murder, but found innocent as he had acted within his office as Marshal. And since then, the gunfight has gone down in history as one of the most iconic in the Wild West. And hoo boy, people immediately capitalized on it. Started with sketches and paintings, and then was written about for decades.

Meanwhile, things weren’t going great for the Earps. The CCC wasn’t planning on letting this sit, and they went after the Earps. Virgil was ambushed and nearly killed by a shotgun shot, fired by Ike Clanton. Then, a few months later, Morgan was killed while playing pool, assassinated by the CCC and shot through a window. Thus began the Vendetta Ride, as Wyatt, James and Warren Earp rode alongside Doc Holliday and a few others to destroy the CCC. They killed three more of them, and Wyatt nearly died in the process. But the posse won, and fun fact! One of the guys they killed was “Indian Charlie”! Yeah, from My Darling Clementine! Credit for at least some accuracy there.

In the end, though, Tombstone defined Earp’s life. The fight itself only last half-a-minute, but it was the most important 30 seconds of the West. He went back to California and married a woman named Josephine. His previous wife...yeah, that’s a sad story, I’ll leave it at that. Wyatt and Josie moved around, and a falling out between Holliday and Earp caused them to part ways for a little bit. They still remained friends, though.

Speaking of Holliday...well, he moved to Colorado as the consumption took over his lungs. In 1887, at the age of 36, Holliday had wasted away from tuberculosis, as it tends to do. He would die that year, having just recently fully met Wyatt for the last time. He actually accomplished a lot after Tombstone, but his last few years were horrible.

Wyatt began a successful mining venture, and remained quite famous as the Wild West died off. He opened a saloon in Seattle, Washington, and headed north to Alaska to participate in the gold rush there. It was there that he met writer Jack London (yeah, The Call of the Wild, that guy), and they became friends. After coming back to California, Earp briefly resumed law enforcement work in Los Angeles, going through one last shootout in 1910. He also may have started a set of disputes called the “Potash Wars”. Whoops.

Now quite old, he began a completely different career: film consultant. Yes, really! Earp became a consultant for silent cowboy films, and hung around sets to comment on the action. In this role, he met football coach and famous cowboy actor Tom Mix, with whom he became friends as well! He linked up Earp with John Ford, and they ALSO became friends! Dude must have been EXTREMELY personable, holy God. And that’s not the only friend he made...

Yeah. Personable as HELL.

Earp eventually started getting his stories written in an authorized biography, and was appointed an honorary deputy sheriff in California. His stories were spread into a new century and...wildly exaggerated. Yeah, he and Josephine tried to get that under control, but it was way too late at that point. Eventually, that exaggeration would result in, well...My Darling Clementine. Whoops.

Finally, after years of fame and surprising success, Earp died on January 13, 1929, at the age of 80. He survived into the new century and thrived there. Today, a headstone stands in the Eternity Cemetery in Colma, California to honor him. And yeah, he’s a legend still. Even when he was alive, films were made about him, although he only lived to watch one of them. Two films about the gunfight itself were made BEFORE MDC, and countless films and TV series have been made since. And all of that culminated in 1993, with the rebirth of the Western into modern cinema. And THAT is where we find ourselves now.

So...shall we?

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Recap

Before I start, you can watch this on Amazon Prime! It comes with the service if you’ve got it! OK, on with the show.

The year is 1879! We get a little background on the world that we enter into, where we learn about both Earp and Holliday. Earp’s settling down with his family, while Holliday’s there to try and relieve his illness in the dry desert air. We also learn about the Cowboys (AKA the CCC), ruthless outlaws that roam the desert to steal, plunder, and kill anyone in their way. Digging it so far.

The Cowboys roll up on a small Mexican village. They’re led by “Curly Bill” Brocius (Powers Boothe), and they’ve arrived to take revenge on the town for killing two of their own. They interrupt a wedding and kill the bride and groom, before sitting down to the feast. A priest warns them that someone will come to take their revenge on them, quoting the Bible and referencing Death’s Pale Horse, at least according to Cowboy Johnny Ringo (Michael Biehn).

That’s when we cut to Tucson, and the arrival of retired lawman Wyatt Earp (Kurt Russell), with a killer mustache and a love for horses. He’s approached basically immediately with an offer to take a job, to which he replies “I’m retired.” You know, stereotypical ‘90s movie shit. He meets his brothers, Virgil Earp (Sam Elliott) and Morgan Earp (Bill Paxton), along with their wives Allie (Paula Malcomson) and Louisa (Lisa Collins). Wyatt’s brought along his own love, Mattie Blaylock (Dana Wheeler-Nicholson). And together, they’re all one happy family, and they’re headed to boomtown Tombstone.

Also headed to Tombstone is notorious gambler Doc Holliday (Val Kilmer), along with his own sweetheart Kate Horony (Joanna Pacula). He’s winning in a game of poker, which gets the loser stabbed when he tries to attack him. Kate and Holliday quickly move to make their getaway from the situation, then immediately make out...which surprisingly wouldn’t give her tuberculosis. Huh. Go figure.

The Earps get to the town of Tombstone, where they’re immediately greeted by businessman and Sheriff Johnny Behan (Jon Tenney), who offers to find them a place to live, and is the leader of the town’s Anti-Chinese League. Which, yeah...that was disgustingly a thing. Aaaaaaaamerica. Anyway, they also meet town Marshal Fred White (Harry Carey, Jr.), who tells them of the troubles in the town.

Specifically, there’s the gambling house with an outdated name that I’m not gonna say. It’s currently dead, thanks to a rough customer who drove away all of the other customer base via force. Wyatt immediately strolls up to the man and stands up to him. e literally slaps the man into submission, hard enough to make him bleed from the mouth. Holy shit, dude’s terrifying, and I love it. Earp immediately kicks the dude out, and buys a 25% stake in the gambling house.

But that guy, Johnny Tyler (Billy Bob Thornton), doesn’t stay away for long, and comes back with shotgun in hand. But he’s interrupted by the arrival of Doc Holliday, who already knows the Earps! OK, good! I could comment on the whole “Holliday was there beforehand” thing, but eh. I’m enjoying this too much at the moment.

But the happy reunion is interrupted by the arrival of Creek Jack Johnson (Buck Taylor) and Texas Jack Vermillion (Peter Sherayko), who avenge a foul deal given to them in a local saloon. The two are ALSO old friends of the Earps and Holliday, and their use of guns is used to introduce the future restrictions of weapon use in the town, which is...cleverly done, honestly.

And YET ANOTHER set of players arrives in the form of Shakespearean actor Mr. Fabian (Billy Zane) and his companion, Josephine Marcus (Dana Delany), who has that stereotypical “Inevitable Love Interest” entrance. You know, the camera’s centered only upon her, she meets eyes with Wyatt for the first time, and it’s kismet blahblahblahyaddayaddayadda.

That night, Marcus and Fabian are part of the performing troupe that perform for the town, amongst gunshots from the Cowboys that are abated with the performance. Wyatt is pleased to see her again, and Mattie is...less pleased. As they leave, the group begins a conversation about God and the afterlife, then the group parts ways. Mattie is still upset, especially when Wyatt says he needs to go to work that night. Additionally, Mattie’s hitting the laudanum a little too hard. And laudanum, by the way, is powdered opium. Yeah...not great.

At work that night, in the gambling parlor, the actors come to call, causing Wyatt a bit of trouble. But even worse than that is the arrival of Curly Bill, Johnny Ringo, and Ike Clanton (Stephen Lang), who come to warn the notorious (retired) lawman not to interfere in their affairs in the town. In the process, Ringo and Holliday have their own discourse, and then have a FUCKIN’ LATIN-OFF! Which is dumb, pretentious, and awesome.

And by the way, all the people I’ve mentioned thus far actually did exist, and were a part of this whole situation! Which is awesome! However...yeah, there is no way that Ringo had enough education to do this. Hell, it’s doubtful that Holliday could do this, and he went to medical school! Well...OK, dentist school, BUT STILL. He was at least educated, but enough for conversational Latin? Doubtful.

After the nerdiest confrontation I’ve seen in a western thus far, we cut to the next morning. Josephine is as enthralled by Wyatt as he is with her, and the two meet each other on the trail, where they begin to flirt and spend some time together. Josie notes that Wyatt doesn’t seem the type to want children, nor is she. And yeah, Wyatt never would have kids, nor would Josephine. Wyatt doesn’t believe that, but she hits that nail on the head. The two forge an important connection from this point.

Meanwhile, Mattie is...Mattie is BADLY addicted to the laudanum. Extremely high by the time Wyatt gets home to her, she’s clearly out of it. Wyatt proposes taking off from Tombstone, having made enough money from the gambling house. Mattie doesn’t understand, due to the whole opium thing, and Wyatt drops it. By the way, Mattie’s addiction to laudanum? Real! I’m impressed so far.

That night, Curly Bill gets a little too into the opium, and starts firing wildly in the street. Behan cowardly turns over the duties of stopping the Cowboy to the town marshal, and that unfortunately ends in Bill shooting and killing poor Fred White. Nice job, Behan. Wyatt takes him out and captures him, which grabs the attention of Ike Clanton and the other Cowboys, including his brother, Billy Clanton (Thomas Haden Church).

Doc Holliday, Virgil, and Morgan all show up to make sure nobody else gets hurt, and the Cowboys run off, as Curly Bill is taken into custody. And by the way...this actually happened. Damn, I am impressed indeed. The only inaccuracies are the presence of the other Cowboys, and the immediate death of Fred White. And even then, those changes are negligible in the grand scheme of things.

The next day, Behan attempts to recruit the brothers to serve as the new town marshals, but they quickly refuse. All that is except for Virgil. At first he refuses, but then notes a number of Cowboys coming through town and almost killing small child. This prompts two things: Virgil accepting the job as Town Marshal, and also instituting a gun control measure, outlawing anyone from carrying a gun in town. Morgan is also brought on as his Assistant Marshal. And again, all accurate to real life! Except that this is rather time compressed, so Inaccuracy No. 3 for the twisting of the time scale.

Wyatt is upset about this, especially as he’s not the biggest fan of being in gunfights, nor of killing a man. Remember, Wyatt and Morgan never did serve in the military, while Virgil did, so this makes sense! However, I will say this: Virgil probably didn’t do this purely out of the good of his heart. Marshal pays...REALLY well in this time period, and in the town itself. But regardless, Tombstone has a new Marshal.

That night, Morgan tries to get Doc Holliday to stop drinking and gambling, and gets Wyatt to try and stop him. Doc’s going up against Ike Clayton and the McLaury brothers, Tom (John Philbin) and Frank (Robert John Burke). Ike accuses Doc of cheating, and assaults him while drunk. Virgil tries to get him to stop, setting up further tensions between the Earps and the Cowboys.

Of course, Doc Holliday gets a horrible coughing fit, and needs to be helped up by the Earps. Ike acquires his rifles and threatens the Earps and Holliday, not realizing that Virgil was there to hear the entire thing. Virgil knocks him out and throws him in jail to sober up. He refuses to return the guns the next day, enraging Tom McAury as well. The feud between the Earps and the Cowboys is now set. And the collision course is going to be bad.

Doc Holliday is still recovering, and he’s not doing great, having lost the majority of his lung functionality. And all the while, the Cowboys are bringing in more men to fight against the Earps. Wyatt, recognizing the danger, now allows himself to be sworn in as a deputy by Virgil. That’s when he grabs his weapon: the Colt .45 known as Peacemaker.

Holliday, despite looking TERRIBLE, joins up with the Earps in order to defend themselves. Virgil decides to make the first move, going after the Cowboys that day...at the O.K. Corral.

YUP!

The gunfight takes place in the middle of the movie! Holy shit! That means that this movie must be mostly about the Earp Vengeance Ride! AWESOME! The posse corners Ike and Billy Clanton, as well as the McLaury brothers. The gunfight happens in earnest, and Billy is killed, alongside the McLaury brothers. And the way the whole thing goes down definitely makes this less of a mission of vengeance, and more of a slaughter.

In the process, Virgil is shot though the calf, while Morgan is hit square in the chest by a shotgun blast. Ike escapes the carnage and runs to go another day. After the fighting is done, Behan finally does his job as Sheriff, only to try and arrest the Earps and Holliday! Yeah, Behan is allied with the Cowboys historically, so it would appear that he’s the same here.

The Cowboys, meanwhile, are preserved by the town undertaker and brought for display through the town, with the Cowboys carrying a banner behind them that claims that the three were murdered by the Earps. They will sue them for vengeance, but it won’t work in their favor. The boys are buried that night, and the Earps prepare for the battle to continue.

Soon after, a very drunk Johnny Ringo tries to start a fight with the group, only to be held back by Curly Bill. But this is a shadow of what’s to come, which Behan seems to know too much about. On a stormy night, the men are at the gambling hall, and Virgil leaves to go home. Josie goes to warn the wives, and correctly, as a gunman ambushes the house.

At the gambling house, Virgil comes back in unexpectedly, arm covered in blood and clearly injured. He’s been ambushed by shotgun shot, and will never have the full use of his arm again. He tells his wife that he’ll still have one arm left to hold her with, which is ACTUALLY what he said. Enraged by the attack, and dejected by Allie and Virgil for now, Wyatt walks out and is greeted by Cowboy Sherman McMasters (Michael Rooker). He, Texas Jack, and Creek Johnson denounce the others, and tell him that they’ll be on his side in the coming conflicts.

Good thing, too.

Morgan’s shot in the hall, far worse than Virgil was. He’s unable to be saved by the doctors, and dies in Wyatt’s arms, horribly and painfully. It’s tragic, real talk. And Wyatt is fucking DONE. He rebukes Josie when she comes to try and comfort him, then drives Morgan’s body away the next day. And by the way, these attacks happened, but MONTHS apart. So, yeah, Inaccuracy No. 3, but who cares?

Wyatt tells Curly Bill and some others watching that this fight is over, and he abdicates the battle. The Cowboys mock them, however, even in their hour of defeat. And once the brothers pass, Bill tells Ike to take Frank Stillwell (Thomas Arana) and kill them anyway. Which will NOT. GO. WELL. They go to ambush them at the trainstation, only to be ambushed themselves by Wyatt. Virgil and the wives leave town on a train, but Wyatt goes to kill Stillwell and Clanton. Time for some fucking PAYBACK. Because now, Wyatt’s a U.S. Marshal. And he’s coming for them. And HELL’S COMING WITH HIM OH MY GOD THIS MOVIE RULES

The Earp Vengeance Posse is formed, and the Vendetta Ride begins against every single Cowboy they can find. In real life, Earp’s brothers James and Warren were a part of this ride, along with a few others guys, but that’s OK. We still have Wyatt, Holliday, McMaster, Creek Johnson, and John Vermilliion. They corner the Cowboys all over the place, and find Curly Bill near a river, where a massive battle takes place.

And this movie is fantastic, and this scene is fantastic...but it also contains one of the silliest line deliveries I’ve ever seen. And yet...I love it.

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Wyatt kills Curly Bill in the river, but the battle isn’t over yet. He also kills Billy Claiborne (Wyatt Earp III), who...WYATT EARP III? Holy fucking shit, that’s Wyatt Earp’s cousin! Goddamn! That’s a hell of a pull, and that’s an awesome little Easter Egg! Super neat! I mean he’s dead, and he only had the one scene, really, but still neat!

As the Earp posse rides through the land, we go back to Josie’s carriage. Robbed by a group of Cowboys, Mr. Fabian the actor has ended up dead in the end. And riding with the Johnny Ringo and the Cowboys now is Johnny Behan and Billy Breakenridge (Jason Preistley), a fan of the actors and a worldly young man. Saddened by this turn of events, he leaves Behan’s posse permanently. But it doesn’t matter, as Behan’s deputized the Cowboys to go after the Earps, like a PROPER DICK. And Josie...Josie’s leaving. She’s done with this bullshit.

Doc Holliday isn’t doing well in the meantime, and collapses on his horse. The posse brings him to the home of rancher Henry Hooker (Charlton fucking Heston), where he’s to heal up. And who should show up there but...oh! Josie’s staying? Huh. Well, that’s Inaccuracy No. 4, since she wouldn’t meet up with Wyatt until San Francisco, but again...sure, why not? They were both in Tombstone at the same time, so it’s possible that they’d met there are friends, as we see here. And after saying goodbye to Wyatt, she actually does leave for California.

The next day, at the Hooker Ranch, the group sees a Cowboy in the field, having brutally murdered McMasters. Inaccuracy No. 5 there, since he didn’t die as a result of this mission. Although, to be fair, he was killed by a Cowboy. This is a message to Earp from Ringo, who challenges them to meet that night for a duel, and sends out Clanton to kill the other two.

By the way, Johnny Ringo. While Wyatt and Doc talk about the coming fight, and how Ringo is basically a soulless mockery of a human being, lemme just talk about this dude a bit. He really was kind of a fucking monster, and was responsible for quite a bit of mayhem and murder in his day. He was directly responsible for the murder of Morgan and the attempt against Virgil, and also joined the posse to go after the Earps. And then...well, nobody knows.

See, in the movie, Ringo’s waiting by a big oak tree, as he’d agreed to do. He’s waiting there to kill Wyatt, only to be greeted by somebody else entirely.

Doc Holliday stumbles out of bed and kills Ringo by the oak tree. And here’s the thing...nobody knows who exactly did this in real life. Most believe that it’s Wyatt Earp, but Doc Holliday is also a possibility. But all we know is that, one day, Johnny Ringo was found dead near a tree, after a single gunshot was heard from the distance. It’s one of the West’s greatest mysteries, never to be solved.

But this leaves only one loose end to tie: Ike Clanton. The Earp Vendetta Rise finds him, only for Clanton to denounce the Cowboys and take off, effectively ending the conflict. From there, we go to a hospital bed, in which Holliday lies, dying finally of tuberculosis. And yeah...Inaccuracy No. 5. As nice as this scene is, it DEFINITELY never happened.

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Holliday bids a fond and tearful farewell to his friend Wyatt Earp, and it’s genuinely heartbreaking. Wyatt, in tears himself, gives Earp a copy of a book called My Friend, Doc Holliday, written by him. He leaves, and Doc dies right afterwards.

In San Francisco, Wyatt goes and finds Josie in a theatre, and the two finally culminate their relationship with a kiss. The two go to a hotel, and begin a relationship that’ll last over 40 years. The narrator fills us in on the future of our characters: Josie and Wyatt lived together for many years, but never actually got married (true); Ike Clanton was killed trying to steal cattle (true, the idiot); Mattie died of a drug overdose (yup, that’s also true); and Virgil became a town sheriff (indeed!). Also, when Earp died, Tom Mix was a pall bearer at his funeral, and he wept. They say that in the movie...but why? The hell did Mix do to the narrator? I mean, male crying is needed and important emotionally, but...why bring that up? It feels personal!

Anyway, that’s Tombstone! I love it! It’s genuinely a BADASS film, and I loved every moment of it, honestly. Time for the analysis!

Cast and Acting - 8/10: Kilmer and Russell...wow. This was the defining role of their careers in the early ‘90s, ESPECIALLY Kilmer. They’re doth amazing as these iconic gentlemen. But, hey, why not spread the love? Elliott, Paxton, Delany, Boothe, Biehn, Rooker, and Lang are absolutely brilliant in their roles, disappearing into these real-life people effortlessly. If I have anything negative to say...well, Zane, Church, Priestley, and Pacula are only OK. Not bad by any means, but only OK. And, to be fair, a few moments are a little over-dramatized all around. But still, no real compaints!

Plot and Writing - 9/10: Damn, Kevin Jarre really, really wanted to inject accuracy in this story, while still making it extremely engaging! Now, granted, it’s not perfect, and our heroes are made a little too heroic at times, but it’s still an excellently written film, and well-plotted!

Directing and Cinematography - 8/10: Cosmatos does his job quite well in this movie! Is her perfect? Eh...there are some weird scenes. You know, like, “NOOOOOOOOOO” and all that. Great shots by him and cinematographer William A. Fraker, but not absolutely perfect. Not bad AT ALL, just not perfect.

Production and Art Design - 10/10: But this...goddamn, this movie looks fantastic. Costumes, setting, props, just...HOT DAMN, this film looks amazing.

Music and Editing - 9/10: The score by Bruce Broughton is fantastic, and I’m genuinely considering one of the tracks for my playlist. At the very least, I’ll use it as a track for a tabletop RPG battle sequence at some point. It’s great, it what I’m saying. The editing by Frank Urioste, Roberto Silvi, and Harvey Rosenstock is also great, and the pacing of this movie is TIGHT. Very good!

88% for quality, 100% in my heart!

No way I’m not watching this one again! Had a hell of a lot of fun here, and I’m happy to see such an accurate film be as well-known as this one is! That said, though, I’m under NO delusion that this is the same for the other Westerns this month. The next one is another classic Western, by another classic director, and loosely based on another true story. And once again...it’s considered one of the greatest Westerns of all time.

Just like Stagecoach.

And just like My Darling Clementine.

...You guys gotta make up your minds. Let’s see if this cracks it.

Next: Red River (1948); dir. Howard Hawks

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