As I spend my days mulling over how many times I can say the same thing over and over again about the Covid Psyops and its aftermath, and the poor plight of good doctors being persecuted by the corrupt Medical Council of New Zealand, I thought I’d take a time out and revisit some of the short stories I wrote over a decade ago.
Personally I am growing weary of politics and politicians — good and bad — and need to find some sustenance in literature, which has been very hard, in actual fact, because there ain’t many new books that appeal much to me.
So while I take my break and prepare something cogent about the Media (a project I have long thought about), I’ve posted “Ugly Bartholomew” on my poetry and fiction site.
Take a peak, I think you’ll enjoy it.
I prefer old books to new books because many of them are available as free PDF downloads into my terabyte SSD.
Thank you for this surprising story. I loved it. Just now I needed to escape for a moment the depressing dark climate all over