The Bards Sing Of Love,

You'll Call Me Damned Jew, A Christ Murderer, A Secret Worshipper Of Pigs And A Kidnapper Of Christian Children. How Absurd! Who Would Want To Kidnap Children, Christian Or Otherwise? Vile Things. The Only Mercy Of Children Is That They Grow Up, As My Son Has But Then, Tragically, They Beget More Children. We Do Not Learn Life's Lessons.

Pride Makes A Man, It Drives Him, It Is The Shield Wall Around His Reputation... Men Die, They Said, But Reputation Does Not Die.

Every Day Is Ordinary, Until It Isn't.

I'll Happily Mentor Anyone Who Wants Mentoring, And Most Of That Goes On By Internet Rather Than Face To Face.

Because There Could Not Be Peace, Not While Two Tribes Shared One Land. One Tribe Must Win. Even The Nailed God Cannot Change That Truth. And I Was A Warrior, And In A World At War The Warrior Must Be Cruel.