Monthly Archives: April 2010

Adelsverein: The Sowing

This wonderful second novel of a trilogy about the German settlements in the Texas Hill Country concerns the tragic Civil War years, when an apparent majority turned its back on the old efforts to bring the proud but always-threatened and always-broke Republic of Texas into the Union. Texas was much smaller then but still had fewer slaves than most slave states, and author Celia Hayes contends that it was mainly the John Brown raid on Harper’s Ferry and subsequent rumors of possible slave insurrections that drove Texas into the Confederacy.

With the departure of so many of the state’s finest (including many Germans) to the battlefields of Tennessee and Virginia, the scoundrels took over the home front. Particularly in the hills where so many settlers more often spoke German than English and so were considered foreigners of dubious loyalty. Indeed many of them were Unionists, as a monument to some murdered ones, erected in Comfort in 1866, still attests. Tragedy likewise comes to Hayes’ main characters, the fictitious Becker and Steinmetz families, and we suffer along with them in the fulsome emotion her story has created in us.

This is old-fashioned story-telling at its best, and I was pleased to see many fewer typos and misspellings than in the first book. And I have bought the third one, the Harvest, and look forward to it. The old German towns of the hills, especially Fredericksburg, the principal place of the tale, are now major tourist attractions, something the old German burghers would have been pleased to know. It’s enriching to now have an emotional attachment to such as the old coffee-mill-style Verein’s Kirche (which still stands amidst the daily bustle on Main Street) thanks to Mrs. Hayes good writings.

Episcopal Priest Barbie

RNS BARBIE PRIEST

Just in time for the decline of Christianity. Maybe even helping it along. This is one Barbie doll whose exaggerated bust, waist and hips will not draw feminist bombast. They aren’t visible. So can The Rev. Barbie (of Malibu, you know) save the Episcopal Church? The folks who joke they are “the frozen people”? The jury is out.

Via Instapundit.

Best bluebonnet route

Try the Hill Country. There are wide fields of them on both sides of the road on Texas 71, a dozen miles or so west from Oak Hill all the way to U.S. 281 north and again through Marble Falls and on to Burnet. Even more than down around Washington-on-the-Brazos.

Then from Burnet west on Texas 29 is good to Park Road 4 and turn left on the park road where crop around Inks Lake is glorious, a few feet high and marching right up to the edge of the road. Mixtures of bluebonnets, red indian paintbrush and the little yellow and pink jobs are somewhat rare on those routes, for some reason, but they can be found here and there.

Why the MFA is no longer a sure thing

“Do they, like, hand out a memo on your first day of your MFA program telling you that writing about alcoholic working-class men who cannot communicate with their sons/fathers/wives is the only way to convey Authenticity? Well, take it from the assistant: we never want to see another god*** book about an alcoholic working-class man who cannot communicate with his son/father/wife ever, ever again, particularly if that story is written by a 22-year-old white kid from Westchester County.” 

Oh, happy day, the MFAers have to do some real work for a change. Heh.

Holocaust Remembrance Day

Jay Rubin, CEO of the Jewish Federation of Greater Austin, in his latest newsletter, has an appropriate reason why some Gentiles, especially, need to pause and honor the millions of innocent Holocaust dead this April 11th:

“… the end of the Holocaust [was] the beginning of a process to memorialize victims, rebuild shattered lives, punish perpetrators and educate bystanders.  The process … is no less important in an era when the leaders of Iran threaten the Jewish people with genocide and a local letter writer in Friday’s Austin American-Statesman portrays Israelis and ‘Zionists in America’ as modern day Nazis advocating ‘a final solution’ for the Palestinians.”

Even those without ignorant views could benefit from a close reading of such as this recent article about a survivor and this fine, older book by another. Or a careful look at these surviving children. Or the banality of evil in the satisfied grins of these real Nazis, SS taking a break from another hard day of murdering—not an Israeli or a Zionist among them.

Operation eBook Drop

OEDLogoWorking to format my Indie books Leaving The Alamo and Knoxville 1863 for this program to provide free ebooks to active military, particularly those in Afghan and Iraq. It’s even “adopted” a light aircraft carrier, the Bonhomme Richard. Formatting (or, rather, deleting the old formatting) is a pain, so it’s moving slowly.

A’camping we will go

Mr. B. and I leave tomorrow, after his youth basketball game at noon, for his Cub Scout Pack’s overnight camping at Inks Lake State Park. Weather looks good, so far, seventies daytime and fifties at night, just cool enough to make sleeping easy. I should have plenty of time to photograph this spring’s glorious crop of wildflowers. One more year of cubs and he will be a Boy Scout, when parents are discouraged from attending such trips. The older scouts manage themselves and the younger ones.

UPDATE:  Back Sunday afternoon: I’m sore as can be, mainly from getting in and out of the little 7X7 dome tent. But sleeping was good, thanks to the air mattress and the temperature. Just cool enough. Mr. B. contrived to get his shoes wet in the first few hours, but Mrs. C. fortunately had sent along a pair of crocks. So he got by.

Did not photograph a single bluebonnet, but the wide fields of them were incredible on 71 from Oak Hill to 281 north and again through Marble Falls to Burnet, also on 29 west from Burnet to Park Road 4 and the park road crop was glorious, a few feet high marching right up to the edge of the road. Coming back on 29 east to Austin I meant to stop for pictures, but it started raining, which discouraged me.