Review: The Butterfly Rose

A new review of my novel The Butterfly Rose by Tom Werzyn in the Oct. 3, issue of the online VVA Veteran Magazine:

Rarely these days are readers granted an opportunity to enjoy an offering so well constructed and presented as Dick Stanley’s novel, The Butterfly Rose(Cavalry Scout Books, 252 pp. $13.08, paper; $.99, Kindle), a three-generation story of an American and a Vietnamese family’s involvement with each in Vietnam.

Stanley, a former journalist who served in the infantry in the Vietnam War, wordsmiths the English language to an almost lyrical presentation.

One example: “It is a valley of flowers but none is more beautiful than the silken, five petal roses that turn many colors in their brief lives, as ephemeral as butterflies fluttering on a green bush.”

The Butterfly Rose centers on a young, Confederate Army officer, Sean Constantine, a large man with a glowing mane of red hair and a beard to match. After participating in The battle of Manassas, he joins the French Foreign Legion. Through a series of events involving his brother, father, black servant, and a stay in Paris, Constantine is posted to a colonial French garrison in the Central Highlands of Vietnam.

His love of roses, developed over the years of his Mississippi youth and his worldly travels, finds a like-minded individual in the 1860s in Vietnam: a village shaman, an old woman skilled in naturopathic and herbal medicines and remedies. She also is a conjurer who converses with the many gods and deities roaming the Vietnamese jungles.

Dick Stanley

Fast forward a century to a team of American advisers working with an [RF-PF] combat team in that same Central Highlands valley near Que Son. Neal Constantine, a red-headed grandson of Sean, is a member of that American team, working as a historian. He possesses his grandfathers’ 1860s diary and flower guide. And he meets the great granddaughter of the village healer, without knowing about the earlier family connection.

The story toggles back and forth between the centuries, chapter by chapter. Parallels are drawn, including the weather, expectations of higher commands, tactics, ideologies, as well as the relationship between the big, red-headed American and the old healer and their shared interest in the roses that populate the valley.

This novel artfully spans nations, generations, wars and people, and it ties all those strands together with a shared love of flowers and of the short gift we all share with each other—that of life.

Space Elevator Redux

The space elevator “games” of yore seem to have petered out, but here’s a new Japanese experiment that may lead to something more permanent.

“The ISS experiment, dubbed Space Tethered Autonomous Robotic Satellite–Mini elevator, or STARS-Me, was devised by physicists from Japan’s Shizuoka University. It will simulate on a small scale the conditions that the components of such a system would encounter. Cameras will examine the movement of a pair of tiny “cubesats” along a 10-meter tether in a weightless environment.”

Environmentalists probably would kill any American attempt to build one, but some other country (like Japan) might get it done.

Via Instapundit

Chrissy’s little-girl voice

Star Wars voice actress Rachel Butera mimics Christine Fraud to perfection.

All hesitancy and vulnerable naivete. Only missing the up-talk at the end of her sentences.

Of course this means Rachel will probably never get another acting job in Hollyweird. The Left mocks. It doesn’t take well to being mocked.

Via Twitter

UPDATE:  Her Twitter account has already been deleted. The Leftists of Silicon Valley get even.

Leftist mob scene at UT Austin

“A large group of students became enraged Tuesday [October 2] afternoon by a pro-Brett Kavanaugh tabling effort at the University of Texas at Austin put together by its Young Conservatives of Texas chapter. A crowd of furious students encircled the group and yelled at its members while chanting obscenities and destroying their signs.”

The worst part is that none of this leftist mob will be disciplined because the administrators agree with them. Austin is the blue hole in the red Texas donut. This is pure political corruption—when one intolerant side attempts to physically dominate the other. Outside help is needed.

Time to get the Republican Legislature involved.

Via Instapundit

Smirks

Via Earl of Taint

Dim doxxer arrested

“The suspect: Jackson Cosko, 27. He has been charged with making public restricted personal information, witness tampering, threats in interstate communications, unauthorized access of a government computer, identity theft, second degree burglary, and unlawful entry.”

He posted on Wikipedia the addresses and phone numbers of three GOP senators, apparently in retaliation (“the resistance”) for their planning to vote for Kavanaugh. Funniest part is Cosko used to work for Houston’s Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee. Also DiFi.

Via Daily Wire & Fox News

UPDATE:  Apparently he was still working for Lee. But not anymore. Now what was in that envelope Lee passed to Ford’s lawyer. Her cookie recipes?

Christine Fraud caught out

According to an ex- longtime boyfriend Christine helped a friend prepare for a polygraph exam sometime between 1992-98.

They “dated for 6 yrs, never told of sex assault, Ford coached friend on taking polygraph, flew frequently w/o expressing any fear of flying/tight spaces/limited exits.”

Yet CBF told sex-crimes prosecutor Rachel Mitchell that she “never” had discussions with anyone “besides your attorneys, on how to take a polygraph…”

Via Twitter

UPDATE:  Most of the Mediacrats ignored this story until the supposedly coached friend came out to deny it. Figures. But only CNN was mean enough to reveal the ex boyfriend’s name, which the Judiciary Committee had redacted. Really nasty piece of work is our CNN.