Saturday, May 2, 2009

Meet The Editor

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Dear Readers:

At the insistence of my daughter Clara, I am at long last delving into the cyber world of blogging.

As many of you know I've been sending e-mails on every subject under the sun to selected recipients using the by- line of "The Editor" for a long long time. Being an inveterate pack rat, what this means is that, using years of archived material, I have a ton-and-a-half of ready-made blogs all but ready to post.

Oh joy!!

I've already done all of the hard work (well, a good deal of it anyway).

It makes more sense to post a blog rather than composing an e-mail and mailing it willy-nilly to whomever. Blogs give more exposure.

In advance, no offense to anyone or any group is ever intended. I promise to send sensitive material via personal e-mail only and not bore my online readers with rants, political opinions or any other nonsense like that. Remember... whatever it is; whatever it may be;

It's all in FUN!!

All names with the exception of my own family members and recog- nizeable public figures and products are fictitious (that, or changed to protect the guilty), as are the names of virtually all cities, towns, and news organizations.

The articles however, are purportedly true and were actually pub- lished. Well... maybe I used a bit of literary license here and there
to touch up a few of them- just to make good copy you understand, but they're mostly true anyway.

Reference to any other person whether living or dead is coincidental (Actually, I don't know why I put this part in; just to sound like I know what I'm talkin' about I guess.)

Anyway - here goes... wish me luck!!

The Slasher

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Headline:
...................VANDALISM GETS COUNCIL OK
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-The Phoenix City Gazette
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Editor's comments:

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The council's approval was withdrawn when it was disclosed that Mr. Vandalism had coerced council members by threatening to slash the tires on their cars and paper their houses if they didn't vote for him.

The Shopping Spree


This item appeared in a small midwestern town's newspaper reporting on the daily police blotter:

A 20-year-old woman reported that she was kidnapped Wednesday afternoon by a man outside her workplace, driven to Towne East Mall, and forced to shop for the rest of the day...
1) Ohhhh nooooooooo...anywhere but the briar patch...
... a total of more than five hours.
2) She tried to stay until closing, but it was the guy's bowling night.
The woman testified that the man picked her up outside on the 1200 block of East Wafer St. about 2 P.M. He dropped her off at 7 P.M. about a block from her house...
3) Somehow this doesn't really sound like your ordinary run-of-the-mill every-day kidnapping.
... keeping her white-and-tan purse.
4) ...in which she conveniently left her phone number and itinerary for the next three weeks.
The woman says she knows her abductor.
5) ... and she's not telling who it is either. After all, he could be arres- ted, and she has an appointment to be kidnapped again Wednesday the 25th at 11:30. That way they can work in lunch too.
It was reported that no weapons were used.
6) ... by the man. The woman, however, pulled a 10-inch butcher knife and threatened to use it on her 'abductor' when he mistakenly tried to drop her off too early.
It is not know what items the woman bought or whether she would be allowed to keep any of them.

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Editor's comments:

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I wonder why she wouldn't be allowed to keep the items she bought?

Did she go over her credit limit? .Did a check or three bounce?

No matter... I'll bet she invented the whole story just so her husband wouldn't be p.o.ed when the bills came in later in the month.

A Double Ring Ceremony


Weekend Weddings Section:

In *****, England, John Fone and Rachael Browne, both 18 years old, were married this past Sunday.

In the same ceremony, John's brother David, 23, married Ra-
chael's 37-year-old mother, Janette.

Janette is now John's sister-in-law, while Rachael is both David's
sister-in-law and stepdaughter.

David is also the stepfather to Janette's five children by her first marriage, as well as grandfather and uncle to John and Rachael's one-year-old daughter Nikita.

- The *** ***** Register
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Editor's comments:

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Now if David would divorce Janette and Jon, Rachael, with Jon subse- quently marrying Janette, he would be Nikita's father, as well as her step-grandfather. Further,he would not only be Rachael's ex-husband but also her stepfather (once removed).

If all of this is not against the law some way, I'll give plenty of 6 to 5 that it would clear up some of the other confusion.

In turn, if David were to marry Rachael...

I don't wanna even think about it....

No matter what, sorting out who gives what to whom on birthdays and Christmas must be a mess around that place...

The Morning After the Night Before


Point of medical interest...

According to a nationally certified Journal of
Medicine, Communion wafers used in church services can cause diarrhea, abdominal pain, and bloating associated to excessive buildup
of accompanying intestinal gasses.

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Editor's comments:

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This is very true...

I know because it happened to me. I remember it well since the night before, I'd celebrated my 40th birthday...THE BIG FOUR-OH!

I had a little more than a half case of brewski that night, and downed three or four good si- zed bowls of  Texas Jailhouse Chili with onions and tabasco on top followed by birthday cake and homemade ice-cream (cranked it myself).

What a bash it was! You shudda been there!

*This is the actual picture of my German chocolate 40th birthday cake. It reads:

Happy Birthday To Me

I ate every crumb! Boyhowdy was it GOOD!


Later that evening I woke up with the hungries so I called out and ordered a large-sized pizza supreme with extra cheese which I washed down with a couple of 8 oz glasses of warm creme-de-menthe... for my breath you know.

Hmmm - but I don't drink creme-de-menthe, so it must have been Listermint. .At that point I really wasn't paying much attention.

When I woke up the next morning, I had cold leftover pizza supreme for breakfast along with a stiff bloody mary, two Irish coffees and OJ since I seemed to have a bit of a hangover.

Feeling a little guilty, later on I went to church where I am sure I took Communion because afterwards I experienced every single one of the symptoms mentioned in the article above.

I never was so sick in all my life. I don't remember how many of those little old white Communion wafers I took when the Pastor stopped in front of me, probably just a handful. Maybe I shouldn't have put quite as much picante sauce on them. I don't know.

Anyway, I have not taken Communion since. 

Those dadgum little wafers really did me in!

Excedrin Headache #453



As reported by a local newspaper.....

A man repairing a typewriter in Blitzer Ontario, was rescued by firefighters and ambulance attendants when one end of a high-tension spring on the machine sprang free and shot up his nose, connecting him firmly to the roller.

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Editor's comments:
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Matters were complicated when 'rescuers' accidentally tripped the automatic paper eject switch causing the man's nose to be stretched to a length of 24.6 inches* smashing the world record jointly held by Bob Hope, Cyrano de Bergerac, and Pinocchio.

(the typewriter was set for legal size paper.)

After undergoing extensive reconstructive surgery the man exclaimed from his hospital bed that he will never get THAT close to a type- writer again because now he nose better.

The typewriter never did get fixed...

Homemade Vegetable Beef Soup

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Dear Readers:

As promised in the blog Made From Scratch (almost) Cornbread, here at long last is The Editor's long awaited recipe to Homemade Vegetable Beef Soup. 

It's about time I'd say...

Ingredients:

2 lb. beef ribs or other semi-fatty cut... chuck or pot roast.
Chuck will do I guess, but it’s not as good and it can be tough even after pressure cooking. Also, ribs and pot roasts have more fat (ohhhhhh nooooooooooooo).
1 large onion
I like yellow or white in vegetable beef stew/soup

4 fresh carrots
I don't peel carrots. I do scrape them before rinsing well.

About all the vitamins in vegetables are in their skins so I don’t peel most of them (except taters... but I take those nasty old skins, add a little oil and salt then bake those bad boys up in the oven for a tasty snack.)

4 large sticks of celery

3 large or 4 medium potatoes
I DO peel potatoes for soup, but I don’t for french fries or home fries... more vitamins you know.

1/4 head each chopped purple and green cabbage
(use small cabbages)
seasoned salt
coarse ground black pepper
paprika
Mrs. Dash's
... all to taste. I start with 1 t of each but if you go over some on the seasonings it’s no big deal. There are lots of ingredients to soak it all up.

1 can beef broth
3 cups of water
2 or 3 beef bouillon cubes and/or beef bouillon paste
1 capful of red cooking wine (optional)
2 or 3 bay leaves

3 tablespoons of oil FOR STARTERS.
You have to use oil and fat if you want to be a really good cook. Both give great flavors to any food. Dieters and most people who are ultra health conscious will scoff at this as will all true vegetarians but believe me, it's the gospel truth.

All this hooey about making foods that taste just as good using only spices or dry roasting is just that... hooey.

Flour is another great ingredient.

WHY does everything that tastes great have to be fattening? I don’t know. I decided not to worry about it years ago.

CAVEAT: If you insist on ANY modifications to any of my recipes, don’t come crying to me when they don’t work. I wash my hands of it all anytime you dart off on a recipe tangent. What I am trying to say is:

LISTEN TO ME!!

I’VE BEEN DOING THIS FOR OVER 60 YEARS!!

And while I don’t know everything by any means, I still know how to handle myself in the kitchen (except for baking...I can’t bake worth a flip). See?? I’m honest to boot... at least when it comes to cooking.

Do not play poker or backgammon with me though

Cooking Directions:

Cut the beef into chunks.

If you're using ribs score deeply.

Regardless of the cut, DO NOT CUT THE BONES OUT. THEY ARE A HUGE SOURCE OF FLAVOR. 

Sprinkle the dry spices over the meat.

It is important to use a pressure cooker with this recipe.

I learned to pressure cook while I lived in Colorado. This lesson sunk in only after I tried to boil some potatoes and it took about 3 hours since at 6500 feet altitude water boils around 199 degrees.

Most people do not bother to learn the secrets of pressure cooking which is a huge mistake.

Furthermore most people who don't know about pressure cooking refuse to learn which is an even huger (huger??) more huge... whatever... mistake.

If you insist on cooking The Editor's Homemade Vegetable Beef Soup the old-fashioned way, see the comment above about ‘washing my hands of it all’ and forget about all the cooking times because it’s going to take a LOT longer.

Spray some PAM in the bottom of the pressure cooker.

Add the 3 T oil and get it hot – medium hot.

Brown the spiced beef chunks in the oil.

Microwave the 3 cups water and the bouillon cubes enough to dissolve then add to the pot.

Stir it all up and pressure cook on MEDIUM LOW heat UNTIL the pressure cap starts to rock. The pressure cooking process for phase 1 should take about 20 minutes.

Don’t overcook or all the water could vaporize inside the cooker, the beef will scorch and you will end up at Ruby Tuesday’s or, if times are tough Joe’s Beanery eating off of a plastic plate (I HATE plastic plates, glasses, spoons etc.)

Note: when beef scorches don’t bother trying to save it. There is nothing known to mankind that will get the scorched taste out of meat. Give it to the dog or toss it.

The same goes for foods that are freezer burned.

While the meat is pressure cooking, clean, scrape/wash/chop/cut and all that to the vegetables.

Do the onion last. Do you need a reason here??

Anyway to make it short and sweet, whatever you have to do, however you do it, prepare the vegetables for the pot.

Here is a secret about onions that I learned from Sue, my daughter. Use onions cold out of the refrigerator and you won’t hardly cry at all. I forget what all I had to do to pry this vital piece of information out of her but whatever it was, I finally did it.

When it worked, I cried anyway... but from happiness.

AND NOW THE KEY TO REALLY GREAT VEGETABLE BEEF SOUP.

Get out the large electric skillet.

WHAT?? You don’t have an electric skillet???

Stop what you are doing, go down to the Walmart Super-Store and buy one.

While you are there, get an electric knife if you don’t have one of those either. Do not EVER ask me to carve a turkey, ham or roast of beef without an electric knife because I will just laugh in your face.

I will carve up lamb with a regular knife but it's gonna be ugly. This is OK since I won’t be eating any lamb even if I don’t mess it up.

... more on lamb...

The Pilgrims set sail for the New World to escape religious persecution AND to escape the age-old British custom of consuming endless joints of leg of lamb while pretending to enjoy it. Ask anybody who says they like lamb why it has to be smothered with mint jelly before it’s fit for consumption.

I rest my case.

... but I digress from vegetable beef soup... onward...

STIR-FRY ALL OF THE VEGETABLES NOW.

DO YOU HEAR ME???

DO NOT SKIP THIS STEP OR THE RECIPE TURNS IN TO PLAIN, REGULAR, B-FLAT VEGETABLE BEEF SOUP!!

You will have to use even more oil when you stir fry. I did not say this before because I didn’t want to scare you away from the recipe.

Don’t worry about it, OK? You’ll live.

The vegetables and pressure cooking beef should be done about the same time. Instant cool the pressure cooker by running cold water over the top. This will condense the steam inside and pretty well stop the cooking.

Now add everything else together, pour enough water in to barely cover it all, and pressure cook the whole shebang for 20 minutes AFTER the pressure cap starts to rock.

MEDIUM HEAT!!

20 minutes in a pressure cooker is the same as 1 hour on the stovetop.

Pressure cooking seals flavors in and uses less water, time, and energy. Pressure cooking is a win/win situation. If you don’t have a pressure cooker, get one; and do me a favor when you take the thing out of the box.

READ THE DIRECTIONS BEFORE YOU USE IT!!

This is an art form that I am still trying to drum into my 24-year-old son Bill. I figure that if he learns to do this at an early age he will be way ahead of the game.

I was over 40 before I learned to faithfully read directions. As I recall, it finally sunk in halfway through a hot-wheels assembly during Bill’s 5th birthday party.

The Mick Lite (no it was Schaeffers because I was poor then) anyway, whatever I was drinking may have affected the way I didn’t assemble the hotwheels, but reading the directions first wouldn’t have hurt at all.

Whatever happened it was a lesson well learned because now I even read the directions on a can of chicken noodle soup.

Try reading the directions. It works!!

After 20 minutes in the pressure cooker, instant cool and serve while hot.

And let me know how it turns out. I am even open to an invitation(s). If I come over, I promise to stay out of YOUR kitchen (one of my cardinal rules) unless invited in.

To stretch the soup for a week or so, add xtras like tomatoes, corn, peas or green beans day-at-a-time but not the 1st day. 

If you add canned veggies, be sure to drain and rinse well first except for 'maters. They go into the pot juice and all.

Using this tip, (adding canned veggies piecemeal) you will have great soup that is a little different every day.

This is a very clever move since with a judicial application of just a little water to the area of the forehead you can claim to have slaved in the kitchen all afternoon when really you watched the game while enjoying a couple or 3 Mick Lites.

I repeat. Do NOT add any extra ingredients the 1st day; especially tomatoes.

Tomatoes alter the taste of the stew/soup dramatically.

This is OK the 4th day or so when the ‘sameness-of-it-all’ commences, good as it may be in its original form, just not the FIRST day.
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And that's the real deal Dear Readers; soup to nuts.
   
ENJOY!!

Jabberwocky


Dear Readers:

As one of my first honest-to-goodness posts, The Editor would like to make available one of the finest poems ever written. Taken from Lewis Carroll's Through The Looking Glass..., Jabberwocky has always been delightfully confusing to the world, but now - hold on to your seats, do -

The Editor has managed to find real, live and honest-to-goodness meaningful definitions for all of Carroll's nonsensical terminologies.

How cool is that?

So here it is in all its glory, with the ever-revealing and seldom published complete glossary of terms at the end.

Jabberwocky

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Glossary

Bandersnatch -- A swift moving creature with snapping jaws, capable of extending its neck.
Beamish -- Radiantly beaming, happy, cheerful.
Borogove --
A thin shabby-looking bird with its feathers sticking out all round, "something like a live mop".
The initial syllable of borogove is pronounced as in borrow, rather than as in burrow.
Brillig -- Four o'clock in the afternoon: the time when you begin broiling things for dinner.
Burbled -- Possibly a mixture of "bleat", "murmur", and "warble".
Burble is also a pre-existing word, circa 1303, meaning to form bubbles as in boiling water.
Chortled -- Combination of chuckle and snort.
Chortled as well as Galumphing while fictitious at first are now commonly used words.
Frabjous -- Probably a blend of fair, fabulous, and joyous .
Frumious -- Combination of "fuming" and "furious."
Galumphing - Perhaps a blend of "gallop" and "triumphant".
Used to describe a way of "trotting" downhill, while keeping one foot further back than the other which enables Galumphers to stop-on-a-dime.
Gimble -- To make holes as does a gimlet.
No, not the drink "gimlet". This gimlet is a small hand tool with a spiraled shank, a screw tip, and a cross handle; used for boring holes in whatever.
Gyre --To go round-and-round like a gyroscope.
Carroll also wrote in Mischmasch that it meant to scratch like a dog. The g is pronounced like the /g/ in gold, not like gem.
Jubjub -- A desperate bird that lives in perpetual passion.
Manxome -- Fearsome; the word is of unknown origin.
Mimsy -- Combination of "miserable" and "flimsy".
Mome -- Possibly short for "from home," meaning that the raths had lost their way.
Outgrabe (past tense; present tense outgribe) - Something between bellowing and whistling, with a kind of sneeze in the middle.
Rath -- A sort of green pig
Snicker-snack -- Countable and uncountable.
Slithy -- Combination of "slimy" and "lithe." The i is long, as in writhe.
Tove --
A combination of a badger, a lizard, and a corkscrew. They are very curious looking creatures who make their nests under sundials and eat only cheese. Pronounced so as to rhyme with grove. Note that "gyre and gimble," i.e. rotate and bore, is in reference to the toves being partly corkscrew by Humpty Dumpty's definitions.
Humpty Dumpty's definitions may be found in Chapter VI of Through the Looking Glass, and What Alice Found There.
Tulgey --Thick, dense, dark.
Uffish -- A state of mind when the voice is gruffish, the manner roughish, and the temper huffish.
Vorpal (sword) -- Exceedingly rare magical items which cut through solids as if they were little more than air.
Wabe -- The grass plot around a sundial. It is called a "wabe" because it goes a long way before it, and a long way behind it, and a long way beyond it on each side.
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Hooray! - and - At last! Now this epic poem makes perfect sense!

Addendum: When he had a day job, The Editor got a response of "Jabberwocky" when he once (and only once) asked for a raise.

After asking "What does that mean?" The Editor was quite amazed when the entire poem was quoted, word for word, off the top of my Manager's head. Actually it made perfect sense, this particular Mana- ger being well known for his propensity towards doublespeak*.

* The term doublespeak was coined by George Orwell in his famous novel Nineteen Eighty-Four.

Friday, May 1, 2009

ShoNuff ShoGun Revisited

I had a dream

Dear Readers:

The Editor has made the decision to republish Sho- Nuff ShoGun, the thrilling saga of the Far East with its spellbinding adventures of Toranaga and Anjin-san, via Facebook as a courtesy to those who previously missed the epic adventure.

Published as a series of blogs in The Editor Sez, chap- ters will now be available sequentially, day-by-day via Facebook posts-all listed under blog date May 1 2009.

This minor change to the original in the form of adjusted post dates has been made in the interest of minimal confusion to organization of The Editor Sez, but the story itself remains intact.

Enjoy...

The Editor
Click here for the Teaser to
ShoNuff ShoGun

ShoNuff ShoGun: Teaser

Egging you on

Dear Readers:

After watching the thrilling TV mini-series reproduction of Shogun, Clavell's epic novel, The Editor has decided to spoof the story as one of his ongoing literary efforts.

Originally appearing as e-mailed installments to a long-time friend of over 60 years now residing in Japan, ShoNuff ShoGun will be re-published in The Editor Sez as a series of daily blogs, then linked to his Facebook wall.

The game plan is to publish another part or chapter every day - we wouldn't want to give everything away all at once now would we?

This should in fact enhance the excitement of ShoNuff ShoGun, since the suspense will build enormously as each chapter of the adventures of Toranaga and Anjin-san is unveiled.

Remember, in the interest of continuity, the blog date for all parts of the Facebook edition of ShoNuff ShoGun will be May 1, 2009.

If this seems confusing remember, you're dealing with The Editor.

Now, as a preview and to further egg you on, take a quick peek at the partial Table of Contents:

1) Part the first
     Toranaga's Sumptuous Snack
2) Part the second
     a. Toranaga's Dilemma
     b. Toranaga's Logical Logic
3) Part the third
     Toranaga's Solution
4) Part the fourth
     
Toranaga's Rage
5) Part the fifth
      Toranaga's Faux Pas ...

And now... stay tuned as the exciting tale of Toranaga, Anjin-san and the Far East of yesteryear unfolds yet once again.

Click here for the Prologue to
ShoNuff ShoGun

ShoNuff ShoGun

The Start of it All
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Prologue

An English ship's pilot whose vessel is wrecked upon the coast of early 17th century Japan is captured, then forced to deal for his very sur- vival with the Shogun Toranaga, ruthless High Lord of The Canton; the most powerful and in- fluential man in all of Japan at the time.

Thrown into the midst of an ancient, rigid and unforgiving foreign culture, Anjin-san (Mister Pilot; named so by his captors) must learn the Japanese language and conform to Japanese ways or face a horrible fate.

Click here for Chapter I of
ShoNuff ShoGun

ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter I

 
Part the first: (Glossary)
Toranaga's Sumptuous Snack

"Haiiiii...UP!", screamed Toranaga- sama, Shogun and High Lord of the Canton as he assumed the classic stance of the traditional Fukamara position..His mind totally calm and focused, he concentrated intently on the grim task at hand.

Ready at last for the killing stroke, he swung his deadly steel blade downward, and with a chilling cry neatly split the plump seedless watermelon from stem-to-stern with his three-foot-long katana.

"Haiiiii - YA!!" he shrieked in triumph, executing the complex double-backstroked Wasami maneuver.  Tempered steel again flashing, first right then left, the melon fell neatly into perfect serving-sized pieces.

Having accomplished the gruesome chore, although widely scattering ripe melon gore over the entire length of the long shokudo, Toranaga proceeded to finish off the fleshy red fruit with his short razor-sharp wakizashi, mercilessly slicing its crisp rind off in great chunks.

The freshly pared rind, itself destined to return later to Toranaga's table in the form of crisp tart watermelon pickle, was quickly and efficiently collected by trusty stewards as the master of Nihon Castle settled down to a long awaited and tasty mid-afternoon repast.

"Ahhhhh", he sighed contentedly as the first vestiges of steaming hot imported Indian green tea poured down his parched gullet emptying into his round little pot-belly with a none-too-gentle ker-splosh.

The barbarian Anjin-san would never appreciate the vast superiority of sweet ripe melon and hot tea if he continued to insist on consuming insipid meals of bacon double-cheeseburgers surrounded by piles of fries, all of it washed down with a flood of diet-cola.

And he simply HAD to stop slurping his soup and eating with his fingers, learn to use chop- sticks properly while at the dinner table, and master the pronunciation of Phiraderphia the City of Brotherly Love.

Pondering... deep in thought, he made at last what was to become a fateful decision for both him, his nemesis and yes, even his beloved country of Japan. 

"Such a pity!" thought The Lord of The Canton dolefully to himself.

"But it remains that the lout's cultural and social graces are both sadly lacking. I fear that Anjin-san's education must be greatly intensified if he is ever to become civilized, or I shall be forced ... "

... to be continued ...

Click here to find out about
Toranaga's fateful decision in
Chapter II.a of
 ShoNuff ShoGun

ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter II.a


Part the second: (Glossary)
Toranaga's Dilemma 

When we last left Toranaga, he was about to make a decision about Anjin-san...

I fear that Anjin-san's education must be intensified if he is ever to become civilized, or I shall be forced to ...

"... to deny him the privilege of eating breakfast with me henceforth.

Barred from my shokudo, I will have no other choice but to exile him to the den of the despicable Gehai to take his morning meals."

Would the cruel punishment force the stubborn Anjin to toe-the-line?

Toranaga was doubtful.

To make matters even worse, though he was somewhat reluctant to admit it Toranaga had actually developed a fondness for the English- man and was beginning to think of him almost as a son.

Always the philosopher, to Toranaga the Anjin's child-like mindset, illogical attitudes, vulgar manners, unrefined customs and heathen tastes were in reality a suppressed cry for help.

Unconsciously, the Shogun's paternal instincts drove him to reach out in an effort to save the foreigner from the morass of barbarism into which he had fallen and was so hopelessly mired.

He simply couldn't bear to see such a fine man, a man with potential and panache, a man of style and daring, a man who wore very cool black leather pirate boots with silver buckles, suffer due to circumstances beyond his control that were actually no fault of his own.

Anjin-san was simply ignorant of the true way.

For his very salvation and continued existence, he must be forced to see the light and convert, like it not.

Otherwise... it was the axe!!

He needed guidance.

He needed help.

Anjin-san needed tough love!!!

Punishing him however, as is the case with any man's bairn, would not be an easy matter and Toranaga was truly reluctant to cast the Anjin away from his place of honour at the breakfast table.

But as he realized full well, there was yet another compelling reason to let it go and cut Anjin-san some slack for his uncouth behaviour.

... to be continued ...

Click here to learn Toranaga's 
other compelling reason in
Chapter II b. of
 ShoNuff ShoGun

ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter II.b


Part the second: (Glossary)
Toranaga's Logical Logic

When we last left Toranaga, he was  pondering his fateful decision about Anjin-san.

... as he realized full well, there was yet another compelling reason to let it go and cut Anjin-san some slack for his uncouth behaviour.

"If I DO send him to the foul squalid den of the Gehai to teach him a lesson it won't be that long before it becomes known all around the Islands that the shokutaku of Nihon Castle is one place setting short during the morning meal." mused The Shogun to himself.

"My house thusly dishonored, I will end up the laughing stock of the entire Council of Regents and due to the unbearable shame be obligated
to commit ritual seppuku immediately, if not sooner.

Obviously, this must not come to pass!!

On the other hand if I let him stay, he'll learn nothing and NEVER amount to much more than a hootowl's hoot."

Torn between the two courses of action Toranaga bowed his head, gazed intently at his navel, then with both thumb and middle-finger touching, lapsed deep into the throes of transcendental meditation;
a mental exercise not to be formally introduced to the rest of the world until 1958 by the famous Maharishi Manesh Yogi of India.

I would miss him terribly! sighed the great Shogun, wavering toward leniency. The man carries on such an interesting conversation...

I wonder... he thought doubtfully to himself... then suddenly, shocked that he would even consider the idea, he fought against the repugnant, yet just formed question that oozed worm-like, creeping ever closer to the surface of his alert, conscious and horrified mind.

Losing the battle, he succumbed at last to the revolting thought.

Yes I DO wonder! .Good Heavens! .Could it possibly BE TRUE?

His eyes round as dinner plates, he spoke the dreaded words aloud:

Though not likely, is there even the slightest chance that bacon double-cheeseburgers aren't really that disgusting after all?

Crazed with disbelief at the very possibility, the horror almost beyond his wildest imaginations, Toranaga fell to his knees in agony; his distorted, sweat-drenched  features covered by cold trembling hands.

"Ay de Mi!! .What shall I do with such a hakuchi? .The peasant has absolutely no class whatsoever! .Mama mia, tell me... what shall I DO?" cried Toranaga-san, now distraught to the point of tears.

... to be continued ...

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ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter III


Part the third: (Glossary)
Toranaga's Solution

When we last saw him, Lord Toranaga, searching in vain for a workable solution to the dilemma of cultivating Anjin- san, was quite beside himself and had desperately cried...

Aye de Mi! What shall I do with such a hakuchi? .The peasant has absolutely no class whatsoever! Mama mia, tell me... what shall I DO? .he howled, now distraught to the point of tears.

At wits end, since the Anjin despite repeated warnings continued
to gorge on bacon double-cheeseburgers, eat with his fingers and slurp his soup, Toranaga, his mind now quite made up, resolved to bring the pilot to salvation despite himself, no matter how difficult the task may seem ... no matter what the cost may be.

With heavy heart he therefore reluctantly carried out his vile threat, forbidding the Englishman to eat breakfast with him.

Banned to the confines of the low-class dining hall, Anjin-san was commanded to remain until he had cultivated a quite proper diet, developed decent table manners and become proficient with his usage of chopsticks to the point where he could at the very least nab a passing fly without pause for thought.

... as our story continues to unfold, The Lord and Master's thoughtful considerations at long last bear fruit...

AHA!!! said Toranaga-sama jumping to his feet in excitement.

EUREAKA!!! he screamed.

THIS - is it!!!

THIS - is - the answer!!

"I shall forbid Anjin-san consumption of whale meat, daikon pickle, miso soup, ramen and hot tea for no less than 30 days."

That... he cried, "will teach him proper respect for the superiority of heart-healthy, low-fat, low-sodium, no MSG, Nipponese cuisine."

"Besides" he reasoned to himself, ."A change in his fare would be so good for him!! .When I even dare to think about his present intake of trans-fat and cholesterol it makes me quake in my very clogs."

After he starves for awhile and finally realizes that a most excellent Japanese diet could be his for the asking, he'll come around to doing things the proper way in short order, sure as Bob's-your-Uncle!"

Pleased with his crafty plan, Toranaga summoned his shitsuji and ordered him to summon Anjin-san's shitsuji in order to order him to summon Anjin-san in order that he could inform him to answer the order of summons given to his shitsuji by order of the shitsuji of Toranaga, great and powerful Shogun and High Lord of The Canton.

... "forthwith!"... "and be quick about it!" snarled Toranaga-san, now in quite bad temper to his shitsuji.

The shitsuji, being somewhat confused as to exactly what he had just been ordered to do, hesitated and lingered on uncertainly...

... to be continued ...

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ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter IV


Part the fourth: (Glossary)
Toranaga's Rage

Toranaga has summoned his shitsuji and ordered him to summon Anjin-san's shitsuji in order to order him to summon Anjin-san in order that he could order him to answer the order of summons given to his shitsuji by order of the shitsuji of Toranaga, great Shogun and High Lord of The Canton...

... "forthwith!"... "and be quick about it!!" Toranaga-sama snarls, now in quite bad temper to his shitsuji who, being a bit confused as to exactly what he has been ordered to do, hesitates and lingers on uncertainly without taking immediate action.

And now, as our narrative plows stolidly onward...

Unfortunately, before either the verbiage or logistics of Toranaga's complex order could be sorted out, both the miso soup and tea went quite cold. .Both appalled and sickened by this revolting and totally unexpected development, Toranaga summoned his koroshiya and angrily ordered him to behead the house-gardener at once!

The consort Mariko-san, fearful that the delicate blossoms on her favorite cherry tree would wilt and die with no one to nurture their daily bloom, fell to her knees tearfully begging her Toranaga-sama
to have mercy and graciously spare the house-gardener's humble, meaningless, undeserving, uneventful, and worthless life.

The gardener's life is of no consequence! said Toranaga gruffly with typical Japanese logic of the period.

Que será, será! .he added as an afterthought.

Scratching his head in puzzlement since he spoke only Japanese and had no idea as to the exact meaning of que será, será, he happened to remember that Anjin-san had been teaching him The King's English.

So just to be safe, he further declared What will be, will be! in order to clear things up and avoid any possible misunderstandings.

And with that, before Mariko-san's very eyes, Toranaga suddenly broke out into brisk and rollicking song accompanied by a full 97 piece orchestra, just like the people in New York and Hollywood did for Yul Brynner when they scored their productions of The King & I.

When I was juust a liiitle boooy,
I asked my Sonkeissubeki Oya, (尊敬すべき おや)
What will I beeeee...

... he scratchily warbled, somewhat off-key.

And although quite rudimentary, he also churned out a fetching little dance as he crooned on to his wide-eyed, incredulous concubine.

But trying vainly to click his heels together during the dance part of his routine, he finally gave up in frustration, finding the task quite beyond him as his long katana awkwardly kept getting in the way.

Toranaga, not at all used to failure, furiously ordered his koroshiya to behead the choreographer of the dance at once!

The koroshiya, understandably at a loss as ex- actly whom to behead and when, dallied just a whisker too long to suit Toranaga, who then ordered his koroshiya to behead his koroshiya;
... at once!

The koroshiya, trembling in his boots, as he was quite terrified of Toranaga's wrath, sprang into a frenzy of action. His flashing blades whirled and sparkled in the morning's cold frosty air as he...

... to be continued...

Will the dramatic, ever-building suspense of our tale culminate in an exciting, unknown, unwritten, even yet-to-be conceived conclusion to the thrilling plot?

... or will the sordid, sickening, squalid, surreal, stupid, spurious, sad and sorry story continue chapter after boring chapter, on-and-on ad-nauseum to the disgust of all?

Will Anjin-san's steel will break under the fearsome threat of no whale meat, daikon pickle, miso soup, ramen, or hot tea for a full 30 days?  Will he, head held high, scornfully laugh in the face of excruciating pain and certain death?

... or will he crumble like a stale omochi cake (お餅) and humbly submit to Toranaga's harsh demands?

Does Toranaga's quite unexpected musical reaction to his consort's piteous request for mercy mean that the house-gardener will live on to see yet another rising sun?

... or is the horticulturist's half-shaved head doomed to hit the neatly manicured garden path with a sickening smush... a smush not unlike that of a thirteen-gallon twist-tied trash bag half-filled with two-week-old vegetable-beef soup when tossed from the window of an apartment four stories above?

Learn the frightening outcome of the savage mandates ordered by Mariko-san's Lord, Liege, and Master in our next installment. 

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ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter V

 
Part the fifth: (Glossary)
Toranaga's Faux Pas

As the fascinating story of Toranaga, Shogun and High Lord of The Canton continues, in unbridled fury he has ordered his koroshiya to behead not only the house-gardener and the choreographer of the dance in which he was unable to click his heels together, but the koroshiya himself.

The suspense, even now almost unbearable, continues to build...

.... The koroshiya, trembling in his boots as he was quite terrified of Toranaga's wrath, sprang into a frenzy of action. His flashing blades whirled and sparkled in the morning's cold frosty air as he...

... hastened to obey his Master's commands.

But in his zeal, while executing a newly acquired maneuver, the famous and flashy but extremely difficult triple Shitzitzu move, he inadvertently sliced the obi of Toranaga-sama's kimono in two.

Suddenly unrestrained, the lofty one's smock not only fell open but his hakama dropped clean down to his socks, exposing to all those present .not only a pair of knobby knees, but also two quite bowed legs featuring flaccid, chubby, pale thighs, dimpled with cellulite.

It was shocking to most that underneath his ceremonial garb, the fierce Lord wore not the expected fundoshi, but a strange and foreign, tightish white cotton garment which bore the somewhat cryptic logo: Fruit of the Loom !

Oy-Veh! What can this mean? gasped all within view as they realized Toranaga's shameful break with the time-honored, ancient Japanese way.

Sacrilege!... This is a mortal insult to both the Gods and traditions of the Samurai! they angrily protested.

Toranaga, not only frightened but humiliated beyond words, fled from both the shokudu and mounting wrath of the raucous crowd making Anjin-san, who had appeared in the meanwhile as directed by the summons of Toranaga's shitsuji, the senior male present.

What will the Englishman do with what could very well be
a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Does The Anjin have the חוצפּה to act quickly and decisively?

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ShoNuff ShoGun, Chapter VI

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Part the sixth: (Glossary)
Anjin-san's Daring Coup

As Chapter V drew to a close, Toranaga, clad only in his shorts fled the mounting wrath of the crowd, leaving Anjin-san as the senior male present of those that had gathered to watch the mighty Shogun's quite unexpected spontaneous and totally ridiculous song-and-dance routine.

... our tale sallies forth once again ...

Now, suddenly realizing that he was both the HMFIC and head hancho, Anjin-san, recalling the Latin phrase carpe diem from his boyhood days at Eton, did indeed seize the day declaring to the now unruly mob that he was taking over the place lock, stock, and barrel.

That done, he immediately demoted Toranaga to Junior Hetsurau, placed him under house arrest, and sent him straight to his room without any dinner.

Later on decided the Anjin, after being booked the former aristocrat would be issued a set of prison oranges then confined to the general population of the cold and wet, dark, squalid, rat-infested dungeons which lay far far faaaaar beneath the great halls of Nihon castle.

As additional punishment for his cruel, haughty, arrogant attitude, disrespect to the Samurai tradition, his heritage, revered ancestors, the Japanese way and Code of the West, the Anjin also ordered that Toranaga be placed on a strict and limited diet, subjecting him to an unvarying menu of whale meat, daikon pickle, miso soup, ramen and hot tea for a period of up to, but not less than 30 days.

Not altogether heartless, the Anjin grudgingly conceded the former Shogun a single bowl of rice along with limited use of both soy sauce and wasabi at each meal... BUT ...

There were to be NO bacon double-cheeseburgers, fries, or diet cola for Toranaga - none at ALL!

Then to begin a weaning period from his rude, crude, vulgar, archaic, primitive and uncouth table manners, the one-time Lord was to be denied the use of chopsticks when taking his meals.  Instead, a single spoon, fork, and dull butter knife would be provided.

Although ostensibly adding insult to injury, Anjin-san firmly believed that this was a very necessary first step towards Toranaga's ultimate rehabilitation.

"Was it enough?" he wondered. Not entirely convinced that these penalties alone would suffice, the Anjin further directed guards to deny Toranaga his afternoon snack of hot buttered popcorn.

No hot buttered popcorn for Toranaga - no popcorn of any kind
at ALL!! .the kitchen was firmly instructed.

Harsh? - Most certainly! - even bordering on cruel-and-unusual punishment; but both appropriate, and quite necessary ... mused Anjin-sama, now Shogun, Master and new High Lord of The Canton sagely to himself ...

At the end of the prescribed disciplinary period of restricted fare,
3o days or before whichever came last, he would review Toranaga's countless vile and loathsome transgressions, determine if he had made the necessary attitude adjustments, and at that time decide upon his ultimate fate.

Yes! - That, should do it up quite nicely!! Anjin-san said out-loud.

Slapping his knee smartly, he rose, satisfied at last with the judgment administered to Toranaga.

Starvation rations, a long stretch in a cold dungeon cell without his Ipod, and loss of privileges to the tennis courts should teach Toranaga proper respect for the superiority of gaijin cuisine as well as an appreciation for hauté réchauffe... reasoned the Anjin.

When he is denied the vital necessities essential to life itself, he'll come around to doing things the proper way in short order and
like it, sure as Bob's-your-Uncle.

Having solved the immediate problem of the ex-Shogun, Anjin-san now turned his full attention to his new subjects and their possible reactions to his daring coup d'état.

The haunting all-invasive question, as ever, pervaded his thoughts;

Would - the people accept him as their Lord, Liege, and Master?

What to DO...

... to be continued ...

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