Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 102

Happy New Year to all!

The life of a writing hobo genius is not easy.  For God's sake, people, buy some BOOKS.

Book reviews are hard work, learn how to make the most of them for yourself and the author.

Baltimore is setting grim records and good people are stuck in the tar pit.  "No Shoot Zone" explained, courtesy of John Paul Barber, who is next up on the podcast.  FBI stats are not particularly enlightening when you are dealing with dusky violence vectors.

Domestication is a two-way process.  People defending a grain based diet are subject to the plant just as much as the plant is a subject of the farmer.

Learn to relax with the pain of life.  We can talk about the effect of infant mortality and other effects of life expectancy sometime. 

These short sections, with notes, are the perfect way for beginners to read these epic poems. 

Kids need glue, and someone to horse around with.

Aryans have domesticated the planet, and thereby allow women to rule it... hmmm.

Coaching the cleaving strike for the man who carries a Bowie or similar.

James continues to guide you through the ancient texts.

It's amazing how much James sees in what looks like a blur to me.

Reading anything at all, especially reading LaFond.

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 101

Say it with me gang, MERRY CHRISTMAS!  I wish you all joy and blessings, time with loved ones, delicious food, warmth and comfort, with love from your humble editrix and podcastrix, Lynn.

More on what it's like to be a gifted writer.

Impressions of Howard's poetry, of heroes and for heroes.

If you have never read The Aeneid, here is your chance to hear it from James.

Working in the heart of darkness.

The truth about those peace-loving Quakers.

The roles of the Alpha and the Taboo man in Lord of the Rings and more, look for hidden poetry in this piece.

James and c8 have been having a great correspondence, see part 1, part 2.

An interesting aside in the story of James Oglethorpe, his African friend, Job.

Impressions of heroic poetry by the expert.

It's that time of year again, Baltimore setting records for the Murderbowl!

More about the MOST FORBIDDEN.

This is perfect for me, how to train the littles with a knife.

70 The Pain Scale - Crackpot Podcast

Hello Friends,

Here is a podcast, I hope you like it.  We talked about a bunch of things, recent writing projects, stick-fighting and fighting ill-mannered dogs.

The Crackpot Podcast is produced by Lynn Lockhart, a middle aged mom with strange hobbies and James LaFond, a brilliant writer traveling North America.

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0:01:55  James LaFond PDF bookstore
0:06:50  Book of Nightmares
0:08:40  Under an Iron Crown, dreams
0:17:50  The Gauntlet
0:25:30  The Axe
0:34:40  Drunken Agon
0:41:10  Ray Robinson Rocky Graziano
0:44:00  Crackpot Crime evaluation rubric
0:51:30  Habitat Hoodrat
1:06:20  Da PO-LEESE
1:15:50  Chuck Norris rule and dogs

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 100

Hello friends!  I am trying really hard to bring you a podcast this week.


I really like these small doses of The Aeneid.

Consult with the Crackpot on designing war games.

95% of the secret to writing like LaFond is just being LaFond, sorry!

The Plantation America business plan goes way back, and up to the present.

Don't count America's most melanated oppressed against the illegal tide.  There are plenty of ADOS who have no love lost for them.

Learn the lore of Reverent Chandler.

I have been accused of being a fed a number of times, myself!

Oglethorpe founded Georgia, but before that he was a proper warrior.

The future is bearing down on Harm County.

The possibilities for red flag laws and other procedural degradations to the second amendment are endless.

Spoiler alert for Moby Dick.

James's poor editor is getting buried under to do lists, but it's all worth it when we get to read the ancients together.

Domestic and feminine arts have been ruined in the global age by industrialization.

If the spreadsheet jockey can train in boxing, you can too.

The material in War Drums is what first brought me to jameslafond dot com.

Truly awful nightmare shared by a reader.

Music from a friend of the LaFondiverse.

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

Truth in Snow

From Riley, the Marriage Counselor

So, the snow came in Monday night. No surprise to anyone, my Wife said lines were long at the grocer’s. The weather guessers were saying foot and a half and up.

At eleven Monday morning, the concrete saw gnawing through my shop slab bogged down and popped every breaker on the place. Modernity ground to a halt, but the carpenters kept up the game with hammer and chisel.

I wandered the grounds resetting breakers, really trying to remember what move worked the last time (was it years ago?) this happened. The carpenters finished up and I paid them off. They left for town. The sky was dark and spitting frozen rain. I found my small light and went into the basement, past the 24-battery bank to the inverter. There, written below it, was the process to restart the system. Ignition.

I cranked the generator set and charged the battery bank up, and my Wife got home with lots of town stuff related to Thanksgiving. We toasted the storm and settled in for the night.

That was Monday, but this is Thursday. We had the nice dinner and lie about stuffed, but we are still snowed in. It is interesting these days to be immobilized in any way, and it has been a torment to snowshoe out the drive through thigh-deep snow. The drive I blithely walk every day of my life? I’ve managed to slog half way over three days. Tomorrow I’ll bust through to the bottom.

First time on snowshoes in years (again) and a reminder of what great exercise tools they are. A man who snowshoes to work doesn’t need coffee. Meanwhile, my Wife is seriously upset to be snowbound. I do think I’d best pull off some break out soon, lest my rib freak out.

You want to know that woman? You want to get down into her nooks and crannies and all that flat-out private stuff? Put up the lubricant. Just go get snowed in somewhere and pay heed.

Some folks get edgy when they realize the exits are dogged off.

-Riley

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 99

Hello friends!


Pretty sure James will never be invited to go on Jocko's podcast.

The future is fiction.

A small dose of epic poetry, with notes.

It feels like people are occupying two entirely different worlds, while interacting with one another.

The Crackpot has an aversion to color coding hominids and his pronunciation of "negro," (still colorizing by the way) as an alternative to "black," has led to some confusion.  The most forbidden n-word is not in his vocabulary, it's not what he said on the episode and he is more strict in this regard than almost anyone I know.  I updated the episode in question to remove any ambiguity.  As you can see in this article, the usual complaint is that he harbors insufficient racism.

I enjoyed James's interview with Oikos Catholic.

Big Ron described this guy on our sadly misrecorded interview.

I have also felt greedy ears, for certain people, at certain times.

Good to hear from you, Mighty Khan!

I would like to discuss this diary entry with James on the podcast.

Be careful who you show your power levels.

This is a great conversation, glad James pulled it out of the comments.

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhartwee

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 98

Late links, but it's still the weekend!

I hope American readers enjoyed Thanksgiving!

We are supposed to talk decline and fall with Baruch, and here is a timely description of the very thing.

I do not look forward to civil war or transhumanism.  I want to go back.

LaFond's mind holds a map of horrors and a garden of verses.  Readers are missing out if they skip over poetic interludes.

All you women haters have to realize that feminists and lesbians are the only ones still permitted to utter certain truths.

A new media channel that requires your attention!

Coaching notes for guppies who box.

I really love the exploration of the ancients.

Big year for the Murderbowl and expansion team!

Supposedly the Chinese are working on race-specific bioweapons using 23&me data. Spare EDAR and the rest of us are toast.

Stay tuned for Nordic content.

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

69 Sarah, A Little Militant in My Heart Crackpot Podcast & Hijas de su Madre

Welcome to a special edition of the Crackpot Podcast!  As everyone knows, the Alt-Right is a Latinx movement and today we have a genuine Latinx woman on the podcast to tell you all about it.  I hope that you all can understand her accent, and if you can't, too bad.

The Crackpot Podcast features James LaFond, leader of the Neanderthal Right, and Lynn Lockhart, Latinx anti-feminist reactionary.

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Once again, you will be required to scroll past a screed of mine which had been in drafts for months.

Arbeit Macht Frei

Some time ago, James and I discussed Cracker-Boy, his major Plantation America work.  I mentioned the clothing line Carcel, which is the Spanish word for jail.  Carcel is a clothing company founded by two Danish women to exploit captive labor forces located near the production of luxury materials, alpaca wool in Peru, and silk in Thailand.  I mined their website to explore the spiritual connection to Plantation America, the worship of capital, and the unfree working conditions that have never left us.  The large font texts below are direct quotes from the website.

Labor Inputs vs Material Inputs

Broadly speaking, any manufacturing process will have two major costs, the materials and the labor.  Carcel is predicated on providing luxury goods with absolutely no compromise on the natural fibers that form the material input of their final product.

The manufacturing process for knits favors conserving materials and uses more labor, plus smaller, cheaper machines.  How convenient that the labor is virtually free, that is to say, unfree.

One webpage boasts that their designs are made "fully fashioned."  That means that every piece in the pattern for a garment is knitted separately, rather than cut by machine from a large bolt of cloth.  This manufacturing process is more labor intensive, but if done with skill, results in a higher quality finished product, and so you begin to understand the appeal of unfree labor.

They boast about the premium alpaca wool and the sustainability of grazing alpaca in the Andes, as though these were things they came up with, rather than the technology of the natives of this marginal landscape, who have a history of slavery and subjugation reaching back way before Columbus.

By starting in Peru we are situated in a country where 
the poverty-related crime rate for women is at it’s 
worst to date. 

Hmm, what could be causing this increase in poverty related crime?  Why, the drug trade of course!

Rocio didn't know she was dating a pimp and got busted in a human trafficking violation.

The language of Plantation America hasn't changed:
she has been the link between me and the girls 
knitting all our amazing styles

When they all go back to work Fanny, our little hand knitting machine, 
approaches me with a ton of questions. Like all the girls, she is eager 
to hear how the world is responding to the products that they have 
spent hours and hours on giving love and care.

Various family groups are featured modeling the clothing.  It's unclear how they are related to the company but clearly they are not imprisoned.  The clothing featured retains a prison aesthetic.  Drab colors and simple shapes, no embellishments such as beading or embroidery, no pleats or folds to waste material.  This is Nordic austerity in fashion form.

Above is Eleuteria, it was her story that made me lose my cool on the podcast.  She left her husband and made some money in the drug trade, in Peru, that has to mean cocaine, right?  The party drug of wealthy Americans and Europeans.

These bitches actually call out factories for poor labor conditions!

Factories then have to compromise on labour wages, hours and safety. 

The women we work with have been imprisoned as a direct result of their poverty. Women arrested in Peru are often young, single mothers without an education who commit non-violent crimes in order to provide for their families. 

The Puritan link between a person's industrial output and their intrinsic value is present.  An unmonetized life is no life at all.

Their craftsmanship becomes a piece of their identity. They learn to no longer define themselves by their past actions but instead by the hard work that they put into cultivating a better future for themselves and their families.

In fairness, these girls aren't into paying their Danish workers either, in an ad for a photographer:

The position is unpaid but we promise a steep learning curve and a lot of responsibility that will help you grow your career. We would love to have you full-time, start date is flexible and we would love you to stay with us for a minimum period of 4 months, preferably longer.

Please note that if you're at experienced or senior level and still want to take part in this adventure, we're delighted to hear from you as well.

From the write-up on the Thai prison workers, some Asian stereotypes confirmed:

They don’t work with unclear instructions and they expect measurements on the nanometer. We’ve quickly gotten to know all of the women and they’ve shared their stories with us.

A woman in the Thai prison, One, has been sentenced to life in prison for trafficking methamphetamine but the blog post oddly mentions her preparation for life after prison.

Another Thai woman, Mem, is intelligent and savvy and serves as the manager and interpreter.

To us, they are employees in our company rather than prisoners.

I am no marxist, but the experiment in globalized capitalism has been a disaster on all levels except the availability of inexpensive electronics and calories.  All I can say is that I favor localism not globalism, authority and protection of subjects as requirements of governance.  Who is responsible for the welfare of these women?  Whoever it is has failed.  In any case, the incentive structure of prison labor is unacceptable.

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0:03:00  South Africa update
0:06:30  Child slavery
0:14:15  Sarah's upbringing
0:18:40  Sarah's grandmother
0:33:35  Benjamin Franklin
0:34:40  What Sarah likes about America
0:44:00  Migrant crisis
1:00:50  Russians
1:21:30  Diamond & Silk
1:26:10  Freddie Gray & military rule

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 97

Punching advice, part 1.  Part 2, a dialog with Koanic.

I think BAP is a good guy, I don't think he is actually gay, and as far as I have any influence online, I encourage all BAPtists to fight.  Also, the guys who are making money on their books have been writing for free for years, as does James, but James has also been earning modestly for almost 20 years.  The numbers are probably very comparable.

If it were God of War vs. God of Things, I know who I would root for.

I admire the man who can enjoy the moments before his inevitable doom.

I might like to read this book.  What I liked about Moby Dick was the minute focus on the material that later reveals the metaphysical.

This game design includes a marvelous improvement to the NFL.

Brotherhood (and sisterhood, too) is incredibly powerful.  They don't want you to know this.

New fiction, in a screen writing style.
Thanks to the mysterious webmaster, jameslafond.com is undergoing daily mutations...

The machine has no capacity to evaluate the individual.

Do any of our lolyers around here have any ideas for the man who founded the Robinson Jeffers Boxing Club?

I can usually figure out these riddles but this one has me stumped.

The rebellious and felonious!

There is a lot of good commentary in this grab bag, so don't miss it!

This is not the kind of grocery content I enjoy, but it needs to be heard far and wide.

James speaking for the Ancients.

Sam's book is a great gift for a young veteran in your life.

L. Ron Hubbard really cracked the code.

Sissies like Bloom should never have been taught to read.

Mister Grey is right about lesbians, exhibits A, B & C:

‘Even in Menace’

The Thrust of a Knife: Chapter 6 of Robert E. Howard’s Hour of the Dragon

Reading from pages 120-130 of the DelRey edition

The illustration is darkly set in shadow with Conan gauntly powerful and appearing almost like a Comanche warrior, which might have pleased Howard, and seems to have been based on the original Weird Tales depiction of Conan from Red Nails, with Zenobia cringing beneath his shoulder.

Conan is depicted from the outset of the chapter being held in the grip of a deep fear and fleeing up the stairs in panic, where he is reunited with the beauty, Zenobia, a woman of real fears and desires and practical knowledge of the affairs of men which beg a backstory, which is ungiven, the reader left to assume that she has learned about men as an observant slave girl, serving their brutish kind. Conan, ever the savage, threatens to kill her if she “plays” him “false.”

The hero is depicted in totemic wise as all of Howard’s protagonists are when stalking their prey in darkness and stealth, as leopard-like or pantherish.  Conan is further portrayed as blood-mad for vengeance and unable to stay his hands from the flesh of his duplicitous enemy and is almost caught as he trips among draperies and such, a nice metaphor for his unease around civilization as he seems to re-emerge from the dungeon as a freshly awakened savage.

Conan finds time for a kiss and hug with the little slave girl, who is granted a small grace by the author who showed so much understanding for the feminine soul in regards to the masculine actionist he normally wrote of.  For not the first time in his fiction, Howard has a women living beneath normal social consequence seeking to snatch a mere moment with a true king so that she might have one warm memory to tide her over in her old age. 

The full panel illustration of Conan standing before a moonlit window admiring the seductively self-conscious figure of the nearly naked slave girl, who represents perhaps the best artistic tribute to the feminine form as realized by the most famous Conan illustrator, Frank Frazetta.

Conan’s escape is conducted realistically in the narrative and the chapter closes with an excellent heroic moment in which the barbarian king begins to walk old roads again, reduced to the bloody station of adventurer from which he originally made his ascent to greatness.

Gianni’s closing illustration is of an anonymously armored Conan mounting a  rearing stallion.

(c) 2019 James LaFond

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 96

Due to James's sporadic recent posting schedule, this is a double edition of weekend links.


These are outstanding suggestions and you don't have to be an outlaw biker to do any of them.

I think Pangloss is correct, small, private misfortunes tend to benefit the public good.  Taleb has also noted this but I have ended my friendship with him.  Plantation America is everywhere you look.

I'm so glad James is using a soft copy of Moby Dick for this project.

Women are naturally lethal with knives.

Property crimes, even those where the property owner is present, are being aggressively covered up by police and this trend is only increasing.

Exploring the important difference between slavery and servitude, with help from Baruch.

What has rail travel offered James?

Reading the ancients with James.  This is an FAQ, and readers should note, the answer varies somewhat each time.

Legendary fighters.

I have read that riflemen defending mountain territory are considered essentially unconquerable by military strategists.

What to do during the coming ghettification of your neighborhood.

68 Hell Yes Beto Crackpot Podcast & Declining Virulence of Tyranny

Welcome to the Crackpot Podcast where James and I ramble around many topics.  We got started on Beto because I find him and anyone else who threatens proxy violence repulsive.  We continued to many other topics in this extra long podcast.

The Crackpot Podcast features prolific author and man of intrigue, James LaFond, and extremely normal and boring mom who never leaves the house, Lynn Lockhart.

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Short textual interlude

Thank you to Bronze Age Pervert, the voice of sanity in the war against reality, whose recent piece, "America's Delusional Elite is Done," prompted me to complete and publish this, and sorry for making you scroll past this so you can get to the CRACKPOT PODCAST, yes, it's here, just keep scrolling.

BAP criticizes our egregious elite, yet elides the call to name or describe the best form of government.  It isn't his responsibility to do so.  A critique of the leviathan that owns virtually everyone on earth in no way implies the requirement to put forth an alternative, but I will humbly submit mine:

The best form of government is to be ruled by strong, wise and just men.  Strong, yes, mentally of course, but physical strength is non-negotiable.  Every leader has blood on his hands, through all of history and to the present day, every single one.  I want a leader who can kill with his own hands.  One of the most embarrassing moments of the Obama presidency was when a video of his workout was leaked.  This man, who winces as he bounces on bird legs with ten pound dumbbells, this man is calling drone strikes?  It's disgusting.  I applaud BAP's call for beauty, physical culture and vitality and also wish to see young men training in the combat arts:

BAP tells us that the present American regime is tyrannical on par with the late Soviet Union.  This is true, but it's also different.  Orwell and Huxley have been reconciled in the corporatization and crowdsourcing of social control.  I don't need to tell you how many rightish people have been unpersonned, lives ruined by so-called justice, while our attackers are unpunished and celebrated.

The law of declining virulence in epidemiology may or may not be true.  It's the idea that a plague that kills too effectively quickly burns out, but a disease that leaves most infected vectors alive can continue in the host population forever, like the common cold rather than the Spanish flu.  America doesn't need Gulags, it doesn't even need cops very much, though we have huge numbers of them.  Americans are bound in slavery by all encompassing consumerism and the thought models supported by our decentralized politico-corporate elite, the materialist heirs of our founders.

I also want to take this opportunity, as a WOMAN, to express my visceral disgust with men who pretend to wield authority but are incapable of defending their own physical autonomy, never mind that of their close loved ones, and could never, ever, ever hope to command loyal warriors or conquer nations.  These men who appeal to collective force, who place themselves above others on the basis of their intellect or some natural "aristocracy," or even simply their male sex, they are revolting.  Aristocracy must be gained by the battle axe.  A king must earn his crown with his sword.  Do you hear me Moldbug????

Thank you, here is the podcast:


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0:01:30  What did James think of the Dr. Dread ep?
0:06:40  Opioid crisis
0:20:07  "We" are going to do this & that
0:38:05  The purpose of democracy
0:40:40  Australian style disarmament
0:51:50  Crackpot meetup plan (NOT REAL)
0:57:30  Who's the fedposter?
1:03:40  Why to be skeptical of people like Richie Spencer
1:11:20  Grocery content
1:40:20  Guest poem
1:41:40  Important characteristics OTHER THAN IQ
2:06:45  Observatory culture vs participatory culture

(c) Lynn Lockhart

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 95

This is the 500th post on this website!


James has been on the cutting edge of Baltimore bloodshed for decades.

Women's sports would have a place, I believe, in a genteel culture, to display grace and beauty in a modest way, and promote eugenic breeding, but that's not what we have.

The WQ goes way back in the history of the Aryan people.  "Trad" is not really what you think it is.

A big problem with the "white" racial category is that there has never been any solidarity between whites, even co-religionists, neither in Europe nor in North America.

You must watch this video and you must attend the Man Weekend, or sponsor something similar in your own lives.  James did a blow-by-blow commentary for this video for an upcoming podcast.

The mental barrier against perceiving an attack must be one of the greatest cases of mass hypnosis or mass delusion in history.

Fight commentary, street edition.

Fight commentary, Gatti vs. Ward.

The great literature is so much greater when LaFond reads it for you.

Gentler tyranny turns out to be more effective tyranny, as Huxley foresaw.

This is good advice for story tellers and editors.

Fate is nothing more than a cosmic comedian.

The bit about unpaid fact checkers and editors is 100% true, believe me.

Items (5) and (4) are emphatically NOT true of the West Coast, the others are probably mixed.

Thanks to American Dagda for this nice sketch of the history of the Scots-Irish.  James hints darkly that small differences matter much to close neighbors.

When it's not just a stroll in the park.

The Fedpoasters are out in force right now.  Be wise and wary.

The American Dagda and The Violence Guy go back and forth on Barbarism vs. Civilization.

67 Ishmael Returns Crackpot Podcast

Hello Crackpot Listeners!  Bob, sometimes known as Ishmael, is one of our best friends.  We taped this while James was staying in Bob's beautiful and comfortable home, in the magical land of Utah, where all the men are strong, all the women are beautiful and all the children are well loved.  Bob tells us about the buffalo hunt of a lifetime, and we talk a lot about hunting and wildlife.  Thank you so much for joining us, Bob!

The Crackpot Podcast features the world's most underrated author, James LaFond, and a middle aged woman named Lynn Lockhart.

Bob's father is the subject of Son of a Lesser God.

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0:03:00  Blitzkrieg hypothesis
0:04:20  How to hunt buffalo in Utah
0:16:45  Guiding, camping, brown bears
0:31:40  Legal implications of grizzly defense, timberwolves
0:41:30  Mass extinctions, Roman influence
0:58:10  Brain surgery or war clubs?
1:05:20  Cattle vs Buffalo
1:11:40  Docking sheep, domestication
1:18:30  Size of hunter-gatherers
1:25:00  Bob's fights
1:30:50  Back to the hunt

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 94

Happy day to you, here are your weekend links!


This is the savage content people want from James LaFond. 

There is a very good letter from Carbon Mike in this mailbag.  Carbon Mike taped with us recently, so you can look forward to an extended discussion!

Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson is wonderful, but I also highly, highly recommend Danny, Champion of the World, by Roald Dahl.

James tells you the ups and downs of fake improvised weapons.

James is back in Baltimore and back to our future.

Let's get to know our first president a little better by reading his journal.

I love Howard's slave-girl-to-barbarian-queen story arcs.

Maybe Mescaline should practice taking selfies to get that smirk right!

Likely young men should be as wary of their drinking partners as any woman.

I refuse to concede "white" as weak.  Pale skin may not be strictly white, but it is beautiful, on men and women, it speaks of a special origin.  I do agree that it fails to inspire enough solidarity for any political or cultural movement.

The thing about race, and any differences really, is that small differences are hugely important to close neighbors.  Think Lilliput vs Blefuscu.  My grandpa had blue eyes and his skin was darkened from welding. 

Latin American governments do use a much more detailed assessment of color, Mr. Bentham.  They have real white supremacy. 

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

066 Buried News - Crackpot Podcast

Hello and welcome to a short episode of the Crackpot Podcast, this one is on current events only, and it's about events which you may not have noticed, as they are not favored for wide coverage, see the links below for original stories and listen to hear our takes.

The Crackpot Podcast features prolific author and fell warrior James LaFond, and woman of the right, whether you like it or not, Lynn Lockhart.

Portland MAGA hat-tack

Birthday shooting

Atlanta


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Lockhart's Top LaFonds Volume 93

Hello friends, here are your weekend links!

The only crime stat worth knowing is the murder rate.

In-group vs. out-group violence is always worth talking about.

Often, what looks like discipline to others doesn't feel like it to oneself. 

This project has evolved so much, and it just keeps getting better.  Watch as a masterpiece takes shape.

James is a type of slave - he will read books for you and give you summaries and impressions of each chapter - for free!

Meet a friend of the Crackpot's!

Attention, rural Americans, you are not safe!

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

‘In the Grip of an Earthquake’

The Haunter of the Pits, Chapter 5, Robert E. Howard’s Hour of the Dragon, reading from pages 113-119 of the DelRey edition

Gianni’s illustration evokes the image of the famed fallen Gaul at Pergamon in Asia Minor as the chained savage is shown chained to a massive wall ring by a  weight of chains most men could not have lifted, amongst the bones of his damned predecessor.

Conan is depicted in strained prose as everything to his near-animal type and staying instinctively silent as he did as a child hiding from beasts in the wild.  Howard continues filling in the barbarian’s backstory in ways not permitted by the brief length of his normal-length yarns.  It is told that Conan’s behavior was not the result of a reasoning process but instinctive:

“The Cimmerian did not curse, scream, weep or rave as a civilized man might have done.”

More fierce musings continue as shadows flit within shadows in the dungeon, and finally Conan meets the babe of all Howard babes, who seems to have reflected his ideal feminine type:

“I am only Zenobia…only a girl of the king’s seraglio…less than one of the dogs that gnaw the bones in his banquet all.”

The angel then goes on to profess her love for Conan, having seen him once from afar and also asserts her humanity, “I am no painted toy.”

Conan was touched by the baring of this woman’s soul to him but then went quickly about the business of survival.  She gains his admiration due to her practical selection of a heavy fighting knife and the manner of her stealing the guard’s keys.

What follows after the girl’s dainty departure is a classic dungeon adventure, essentially the aspect that roleplaying game designers borrowed from Howard’s creative works where they take their worldview from Tolkien’s fairy world.

Conan’s exit from the pit involves his third encounter with Howard’s favorite monster, the Vilayet Ape, a massive carnivorous ape that seems like a 700 pound chimpanzee, also depicted in the classic Rogues In the House and Iron Shadows in the Moon.

The closing illustration is of two hands shackled in heavy iron stressing against their bonds.

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Please check out this new YouTube channel from Jakob, some really good training videos and test play for a new card game.

Here is a Robert E. Howard piece, I have many more to publish!

Pacifism hides crimes both spiritual and material.

The list of lies is so long and comprehensive that one despairs of the truth reasserting itself.

Peek into the author's notebook and learn more about James's recently published Book of Nightmares.

In some other timeline (a nice one, though not ideal) James is a university professor, chair of the Classics department, and dabbling in English literature.

Even non-prudes know porn is harmful.  It may be less harmful to women, but still harmful.

Embark on another Plantation America adventure, the tales of rebels, pirates and murderers of American Spartacus.

How to work out with an axe and a stump.


(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

065 Rick Wayne - Crackpot Podcast

Today we have a special episode, we talk with an old friend of the Crackpot's "Rick Wayne."  Rick tells us about working for Donald Trump in Atlantic City, life in Las Vegas, and much more.  It was a pleasure to meet one of James's oldest friends, I am enjoying getting to know more of your people!

The Crackpot Podcast features James and Lynn, friends who release their phone calls to the public, for some strange reason.

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0:02:00  Meeting Wayne
0:05:15  Molly the Bird
0:09:00  Living in Las Vegas
0:17:25  Meeting Trump in Atlantic City
0:27:58  Trump's Baltimore tweets
0:29:32  Voting for Obama
0:33:57  Alcohol in the casinos
0:39:38  We meet Punky, Wayne's mom
0:55:40  Food pyramid
1:07:40  Shout out to Sean
1:08:35  Avalanche school
1:12:00  Growing, life in CA, drug war
1:31:00  I ran out of time, so we leave you with a bit of a cliffhanger

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

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Our hero has arrived safely in Penn's Wood, so look for new posts very soon!


I think we need to talk about the vaunted Athenian democracy and the parallels to our present social rot.

I would like to talk about the Science Fiction genre and how it reflects social changes.  Space age books are so full of hope and promise.  I don't read contemporary sci-fi, is any one writing like that anymore?

Nassim Taleb has observed that the name "Britain" comes the Phoenician word for tin.

How could unilateral, unprovoked violence be good?  It is educational!  A stranger must be regarded as an unknown, a potential enemy, and this instinct has nearly been bred out of us.

The more I think about it, all sorts of modern ills may be thought of as Christian heresies, including science, most technology, atheism, pacifism, vegetarian diets, and much more.

I don't think impeachment threats or procedures are going to harm Trump any more than Mueller's investigation did, a hampering inconvenience.  The fact that the deep state is still trying to take him out is proof that Trump still threatens them, and the fact that they continue to fail shows that they rely on the inertia of a system full of mediocre operatives clinging to their status rather than any great talent or ability or even will to power.

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

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Good morning friends!


Axe training and fighting is a topic in an upcoming podcast, too!

Ancient Irish poetry, this is all new to me, very beautiful.

How to bring the mindset of a fighter into your life for less fighting, more peace.

A climate update from the person most unlike Greta Thunberg on earth.

A Colin Flaherty and MurderBowl update.

Is adoption another American value that comes from Native Americans?  What other cultures of people in the world actively seek other people's children to raise as their own?

The train people do not want James prophesying over their precious rails.  US will never be Japan or China.

Latecomers to Christianity adopted the most efficient and austere forms, and the preceding cultures were more effectively removed, thank you, James, for answering my question!

James helps us understand the cultural dynamics of our new Technological Dark Age.

The tranny wars have opened up the boxing front.

Movie fight review, an improvised fight scene.

James seems like a caveman sometimes because he is a human in a post-human world, and therefore, one of the best among us.  So happy to have a new friend from the future Belligerent State of Appalachia, another grocery, stabbing and wench expert too!

An absolute treasure trove of videos!!!

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

Starter Pack-Crackpot Podcast 64

Hello friends, this short episode is an introduction to James's writing in several genres, featuring the books that I, with my vaginal authority, have selected for your enjoyment.

The Crackpot Podcast features James LaFond, who has written so many books it literally took me months to count them, and Lynn Lockhart, an obsessive book counter.

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0:01:55  James LaFond Starter Pack, and main BOOKSTORE
0:15:55  Reverent Chandler
0:21:45  Masculine Axis
0:27:35  Cracker-Boy
0:37:39  The Violence Project
0:42:40  Big Ron's Baltimore
0:49:20  White in the Savage Night


(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

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I think it's still Saturday.  I got a lot of sun today, so I'm a little fuzzy.

Thank you, James, so much for this lovely dose of fresh, ripped from the headlines, fiction.  I missed it!

This Corn Pop story has actually endeared Joe Biden to me.  What's going on is that Joe's brand of wokeness is outdated and he hasn't updated his programming to the newest iteration, such an update would surely freeze the operating system and a factory reset is out of the question.  Joe has been talking about outreach to black families to help them rise up (90s era anti-racism), where the current thinking is that the power of the state must be brought down on white men to crush them.

Many of our kind will watch these videos and feel a Chuck Norris rule of the mind.  They can't see it.

Women's lib, Paleface Indian style, I like it.

Back in my serious office job days I used to document harassment to preserve my own sanity and told all my bosses that I loved the job and would never quit, so they were all quite shocked...

James, you and Zman are in good company, Heartiste has long written about "good whites" and "bad whites" and this was also discussed on the forum where I found your website, mpcdot.com. 

Polymachus is a big brain fella, that's for sure.  Stand back in awe as these gentlemen take it apart and put it back together.

My children were menaced by a pair of massive pitbulls at the beach today.  The mulatta dyke who owned them could not keep both on leash.  I picked up my smaller child and stepped repeatedly between my larger child and the dog.  She moved down the beach and lost control again, this time, I was armed with the heavy plastic handle of a large sand shovel.  A Paleface man nearby got up from his repose to grab the leash of the loose dog and hand it to the woman.  The three beasts then left the beach and I walked off the adrenaline.

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

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Your weekend links are very late, I was busy surfing and swimming and sunbathing all weekend.

I believe in blood memory but I am extremely skeptical of the "science" backing it up, as these are mostly focused on extending the effective grifts based on certain practices that ceased in 1865 and other events that occurred approximately 70 years ago in Europe.  All us Palefaces have forest dwellers and grasslanders in our bloodlines. 

James is learning how to be a Paleface Indian in the high country.

Introducing a new correspondent on combat and living out of the scope of our governmental and corporate overlords.

Ummm, 10 shots of tequila? Ay caramba!

Portland is in open rebellion to the rest of Oregon, as well as DC.  No one will do anything.

The must-watch video of 2019.

This video is good, too.  I think towards the end, the young fellow has a knife in his left hand also, does anyone else see that, around 0:36.

Corporate policies are turning to "family" structures, to lure and retain Millennial employees who don't have families of their own.

The scale of the pharmaceutical experiment being performed on the American people is staggering.

I agree, Mexicans would not put up with student-on-teacher beatings.

Beware insidious peace.

James LaFond FAQ - why don't you own a gun?

James LaFond FAQ - why don't your books have illustrations?

You guys are making me blush, but more importantly, another James LaFond FAQ - how to find suitable training wherever you live, and train with improvisational weapons.

Going to battle is not as traumatic as the waiting and uncertainty.

A didgeridoo is a noise maker, like a vuvuzela. 

Take a plunge into etymology and Plantation America psychology.'

Ahab practices Plantation economics and social structure at sea, just like the other Puritans did on land.

Both school conditions and work conditions are intentionally made to be aggressively unpleasant.

I can't believe I'm saying this but, yes, I admit, the Hodge Twins are cute, but their talking gets on my nerves pretty quick. 

When cops kill oppressed individuals, it's friendly fire, I LOVE this.  There is a very good discussion here about talking, will go into this on a podcast.

Attention!  Your precious fur baby is in DANGER. 

James is always on the lookout for improvised weapons testing.

Let James be your guide in getting to know Robert E. Howard.

John Paul Barber is encouraging the boss in his fitness efforts! (If you like boxing talk, rejoice, John Paul Barber will probably join us for another Crackpot Podcast in the coming months!)

I hereby invite Confederate gentlemen to invade, conquer and rule over California.  There is great real estate here and some nice people (me and mine). 

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

‘The Iron Harp’

James LaFond's impression of Dark Valley Destiny: The Life of Robert E. Howard by De Camp, De Camp & Griffin, Bluejay Books, 1961-83, 402 pages.

Imagine if you were a boy who was very different in outlook, born out of time if you will, brutally beat up in early elementary school, sickly in middle school years, and then, when you had grown strong and smart and the bullying stopped, you found out that school and its brain-washing teachers did not interest you—but you were told by society that your way out of the local world you didn’t fit into was through more school, and seated jobs, even though you had come to be a physical man.  Imagine having well-read parents who told stories and encouraged you to do the same, and thence wanting to be a writer.  This would, and had, with early writers, ignited a wanderlust, a feature that would become the centerpiece of Howard’s fantasy characters, but which he couldn’t engage in without abandoning his mother as she slowly died.  Now return to imagining that you are Howard, or his spirit and that three school-teacher, money-maker types, two of them Yankee academics, decided to write your story according to the incestuous theories of the perverted coke head Sigmund Freud.

Dark Valley Destiny is a biography of a counter-culture traditionalist written by the very sissy church-ladies of modernity who extinguished his stripe of writer.  The book went through many editions, is very strong on local East Texas history and biographical detail, and was focused as a commercial venture on the Conan character, as the lead author was the editor of that resurrected body of work—with CONAN the largest word on the cover.  This book is by fits and turns excellent and disgusting, with the authors obviously jealous of Howard’s natural ability yet wishing he had taken their academic course instead, in awe of the money he posthumously put in their pockets yet declaring that he would have served the world better as a book keeper or accountant, dismissive of much of his work as trash and seemingly wishful that he would have been like them and made no lasting imprint on the human consciousness.

Most disturbing were the authors’ constant insistence that the Howard family, troubled, with a sick mother who cock-blocked her son relentlessly as she died, was the problem with Robert, the reason why he committed suicide.  There are many things revealed and swept away as unworthy of consideration, such as Robert’s brutal experience being bullied in early grade school, which is nicely illuminated with a quote by Texas author Larry McMurtry and then forgotten as they accuse Howard of making up imaginary enemies later in life when in fact he had experiential reasons for suspecting that he would be attacked someday.  Such blindness is the gift of cozy modernity, a life of bookish ease in which one is not rudely reminded of the seething cruelty lurking just below the surface of human society.

Robert’s parents had fallen out early, very displeased with each other, and had molded the family unit to focus on their son, their joy, both of them immensely proud of him and eventually dependent upon him.  Robert became very strong swinging a sledge against a post every day, singing and shadow boxing on county roads and typing away at night.  He bought the car that took his mother to clinics, paid her bills and became a partner in financing the family with his father who openly loved him and was obviously the model for the fierce, black-haired blue-eyed warriors such as Kull, Kane, Bran Mak Morn, Black Vulmea and Conan.  His father was also a generous man, a doctor who treated patients on the promise of produce while his mother wanted the womanish things that only money may buy.

He had a lifelong obsession with suicide, lived like a visitor on this planet and wrote of suicide longingly in no less than 7 works.  Yet the authors blame his suicide on his parents, zeroing in on his father, who brought people over to watch Robert, who hid one of his guns and to whom Robert declared calmly that he would be killing himself and that he knew his father—heroized in so many tales—had the mettle to go on with life.  Robert seems to have been tender about his discussion with his father and shot himself in the head before his mother expired to trick the suicide watch.  Besides, the sickly boy had grown into a bull of a man with a quiet resolve and was not going to be deterred.

The authors continued to suggest that Howard was dependent on his mother, that she made him weak, misinterpreting the evidence they show, that he did not ever argue with her, quietly did as he pleased against her wishes, nursed her, keeping vigil by her bed and conducting hospice care all night, transported her and regarded her quite obviously as a vulnerable dependent under his care, despite her passive-aggressive attempts to keep him from seeing young women.  Hester Howard was a shit mother in many ways, but she supported her son in his creative work, unlike most modern mothers who stand as gatekeepers and invalidators against their son’s dreams.

Isaac Howard, while as shit a husband as his wife was a shit wife, was devoted to her care regardless and also to the development of his son, of whom he was obviously proud.  When young Robert, bent on suicide, tenderly informs his father that he is strong enough to go on and asks where he will go when Robert is gone, his father, in his response, says that he will go were his son goes, revealing that the 30 year old son had become the leader of the family, more than its focus—this reader keeping in mind that his parents were in their 60s.  Robert E. Howard seems to have only remained among the living to keep from hurting his mother, and he never lived to see the age of his parents when he was born, having lived less than half their spans.

According to those he left behind, Howard, though strange, was kind, giving and helpful and always gave more to a relationship than he got, with vast spans of quiet politeness, punctuated by occasional loud song, incessant typing, public shadowboxing and moments of acute paranoia about whatever memories or demons haunted him. He was a man who dated a beautiful willful woman for many long hours and never tried to have sex with her although she said of him that he was a passionate kisser.  Howard’s life, reads to this reader as a visitation by a soul unfit for his time and place yet dedicated to those who shared his exile space.  Loyalty to Howard was a talisman.

This reader is indebted to the wretched authors of Dark Valley Destiny for their work and forgiving of their twisted opinions, for they wrote when the world that Howard somehow intuitively knew was a lie, was in its glory season, its fat time of fleeting plenty borne on false wings, and they its delicately budding fruit of delusion.  Howard’s biographers come off as the lotus eating zombies of various dying cities he wrote of in his fiction.

Howard was deeply sensitive about death and suffering in others yet longed for his own end.  As a person who tried to will myself to suicide every night as a teenager as I sat in bed with my knife, unable to bring myself to do the thing because of the image of my mother crying hysterically over my gutted body, I can empathize with someone as out of place in life as Robert E. Howard, and also with him not wanting to hurt his mother by way of his departure while also assuming his father could handle his death.

To close with some of Howard’s suicide poetry, typed moments before his suicide:

All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over and the lamps expire.

And from The Tempter:

“Who are you?” I asked the phantom,
“I am Rest from Hate and Pride.
“I am friend to king and beggar,
“I am Alpha and Omega,
“I was councilor to Hagar
“But men call me Suicide.”
I was weary of tide breasting,
Weary of the world’s behesting,
And I lusted for the resting
As a lover for his bride.

Throughout Howard’s own work suicide is considered as the last honorable act of the doomed, a taking away of oneself from the fields of humiliation which some experience in life.  For a postmodern look at a Howard like character, I would suggest the movie Phenomenon, starring John Travolta, the story of a socially awkward rural man stricken with an odd insight that set his mind to racing.  Howard’s prodigious output as a writer and considering his age, his odd jobs and the care of his mother and time spent musing alone and in company, suggests that his mind might have been locked into some kind of overdrive, which may have driven his death wish as much as his sense of being a man out of place and out of time.

Thanks to Nero the Pict for the loan of this important book.

(c) 2019 James LaFond

Doctor Dread-Crackpot Podcast 63

Good people get fed up, so says Doctor Dread.  I really enjoyed speaking with David, a perfect gentleman, yet a man who relishes putting limbs back together in the OR as much as he enjoys wrenching them apart in the gym.  David and I talked (the Crackpot was unavailable) about his history with the combat arts, his friendship with James, growing up in Baltimore, the ups and downs of a libertarian point of view, the medical field under Obamacare, what may lie ahead, gender issues and more.  We have many more topics to cover, such as pain management, the opioid crisis, coaching a high school team, and with James in the conversation, the talk will surely turn to cavemannish relationship anecdotes and advice.  I hope we get to talk again very soon.

The Crackpot Podcast features writer, fighter and central node for an amazing circle of friends, and Lynn Lockhart, a sleep deprived mother slave.

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0:02:15  How did Doctor Dread get started in martial arts?
0:05:22  Doc's favorite book, writing
0:08:00  How did Doc become a doc?
0:13:27  Fell's Point, 1968 riots
0:18:50  Two James LaFond fans gush
0:21:24  Do you have to pick a side?
0:25:32  Baltimore
0:29:15  Meeting Heart
0:41:04  The medical field
1:03:40  Pathetic, despicable, DISGUSTING
1:11:45  Global cluster fornication of crap
1:21:30  Globalization of medical professionals
1:26:45  Being at war with reality

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

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Weekend Links!



Many scientists are as inclined towards faith as the most zealous churchgoer.

A friend of the Crackpot has written a book of poetry.

If you want to understand slavery, why not hear it from the sources directly?

Philip K. Dick seems to have done a lot of drugs and generally had good results.

Melville draws the contrast between the world of the hunt and the world of the market.

Self-determination of peoples is only allowed if the people determine they want to be part of globo-homo.

Here's the chance to read something from near the end of a book in progress.

The most shocking part of our cultural and genetic replacement is that so many of the replacees are cheering it on.

James reviews a really nasty video.

Watch as James preserves the purity of his caveman brain in discussion with a really smart fellow.

No one can touch Baltimore in the Murder Bowl, pound for pound, bullet for bullet.

Banjo and James discuss diet and exercise.

(c) 2019 Lynn Lockhart

‘This Quilt of Night’

Creative Impressions of the Opening Chapter of an Epic Novel

A friend of Crackpot Industries has been kind enough to send me a sample of his first novel. Since I have enjoyed the peek into another writer’s vision, I will place my impressions of the opening scene of his epic tale in hopes that he might be able to extract a blurb from it that will do him some good in shopping the manuscript. I will follow with some advice on shaping his vision for the readership that awaits, because this kind of story has a readership that SITS now uninspired and cast adrift in the shadow of their forefathers’ betrayal. 

The most gripping passages:

“Tartarus is the void that all succumb to, if they choose the comfort of eventuality. To cease to move is to accept the pull of the forever falling anvil.” 

“His words were chopped in half by fits of bizarre giggling, his insane guffaws the executioner’s block of his wit, and his malice the blade.”

The storyline:

I very much like having a Greek-Roman soldier’s tortured soul as the protagonist. But be careful of what period of the Eastern Empire you set his earlier life in and be sure to preserve the tension between the Christian and the pagan. I’d suggest checking your work against Pagans and Christians by Robin Lane Fox and whatever Michael Grant [I read two titles touching this and cannot recall the titles] [Ed. note: Perhaps Constantine the Great: The Man and his Times, and The Fall of the Roman Empire?] has put out concerning the Eastern Roman Empire of the transitional period.

It’s about time that someone revisits the epics in fiction, and [title redacted] opens up a sack of unslain serpents that beg to be put to rest by an Aryan hero. The gods and the poets are not exempt from the attentions of the hero or the judgments of the Fates.  

Exposition:

Reduce the number of deities in the first chapter and don’t directly address their attributes but use inference. You really want to spoon feed current readers ancient metaphysics one element per chapter.

The best narrative element:

Your use of the ancient poet beckoning the slain hero from the afterlife is absolutely great. When you get a story hook this good, you want to trim down other elements and really ’roid this one up. The simplest place to start is permitting the narrative voice no exposition of the poet, no judgment of his work and limit the revelation these two aspects and any other exposition concerning the past lives of the poet and the hero to their interaction.

Writing an epic for postmodern readers:

There are few readers for any masculine fantasy or speculative fiction outside of military science-fiction. There are readers, but they will be people who already have a heavy reading load of non-fiction. Selling to overtaxed readers calls for releasing your epic in novelette or novella length in a cycle, which is also congruent with your mythic theme. Think in terms of Homer and Virgil, whose works were closer to pulp fiction of the 1920s and 30s than any postmodern novelist. You can put it all between two covers later in an omnibus. Tolkienesque pacing is something that now appeals generally to soy boys and babes.

Keeping your reader:

This is done by getting them to turn the page, so you need to write in a page format that approximates the printed page and/or reduce the length of any chapter like this that does not have action. The most important page to turn is the one to the next chapter, and you did that here. Now, you have to make sure you do this for every one or two pages. Writing guidelines that do not address this basic mechanic are full of shit. Once an indie author gets his reader, he really needs to keep him. If you’ve got 100,000 words, I’d break the content into 10 slim volumes [like the Aeneid] and then go back and trim the segments one at a time, with attention to page turning, with no thought of the next volume, trusting yourself to smooth the narrative as you go. Because you must keep your reader turning the page. Ruthlessly reducing word count is your best narrative weapon. What you have is fine, but go in and reshape it like every paragraph is an attempt to grab someone’s guts.

Good luck and thanks for the look ahead.  

(c) 2019 James LaFond