Irish Fishing Fleet vs Russian Navy

My Bond book ‘The Royal Janitor’ has come true. I’ll let you count the ways. I’m too busy.

“Don’t fook with the Irish Eel Queen!”

John Presco Ionhannes

Born of Ancient Sea Leprechauns

“Of course I want several walk-ons as the Wise Fisherman. My talking part is in a fancy London bar chatting up a fine looking babe with a net draped on me. Serena does a double take and keeps on talking. I will also be the Boat House Warden who keeps the Royal Speed Boats in tip-top shape. There will be a contest to spot me. When Serena stops for petrol, I saunter out wearing my net and cork floats.

“Filler er up, or, will you be drifting home on the tide?”

Three miles east of the town lies Waterfall House. It was the official residence of the Royal Naval commodore of the Western Approaches squadron, anchored in Berehaven.

Castletownbere – Wikipedia

“I’m shocked, really,” Patrick Murphy, head of the Castletownbere-based Irish South and West Fish Producer’s Organisation, told CNN Saturday evening, shortly after the news of Russia’s change of plan broke. “I didn’t think that little old us … would have an impact on international diplomacy.”

Amid the ongoing crisis on the border with Ukraine, tensions between Russia and the West continue to simmer.

Moscow’s armed forces had planned to run exercises about 150 miles off the Irish coast, in Ireland’s Exclusive Economic Zone — a part of the Atlantic Irish fishermen say is critical to their livelihoods.

The exercises, would have involved “the use of naval artillery and launching of rockets,” according to a notice issued by Ireland’s Department of Transport last week, which had advised there would be “serious safety risks in the operational area.”

Ahead of the planned drills — originally due to take place in early February — residents of Castletownbere had told CNN they were “worried” and “anxious” about the dangers.

Murphy met the Russian Ambassador to Ireland Yury Filatov last week to press the fishermen’s case. They initially told the Russians they planned on fishing regardless of the naval activities.

The fish boat, rather than gunboat, diplomacy made headlines around the world — but most suspected efforts to challenge the Russians would be futile.

Filatov initially urged the fishermen to “refrain from any provocative actions which might endanger all involved,” according to a spokesperson for the Russian embassy.

But on Saturday evening Moscow announced the exercises would be moved as “a gesture of good will” after appeals from the Irish government and the fishermen, “with the aim not to hinder fishing activities.”

Simon Coveney, Ireland’s Minister of Foreign Affairs and Defense, welcomed the news in a tweet on Saturday evening.

An Irish government official told CNN Saturday there had been “a feverish 48 hours or so” of negotiations between Dublin and Moscow leading up to the announcement.

But it was in Castletownbere, far from Moscow and from Dublin, where the real celebrations were Saturday night.

Murphy said he believed it was the work of him and other fishermen who raised international awareness of the issue who helped Moscow change its mind.

“You wouldn’t expect the Russian nation to listen to a couple of fishermen,” he said.

“Doesn’t it show that a simple little conversation can change things? It’s huge. The power of words is a lot better than the power of the gun. I’m chuffed.”

Before the announcement, fisherman Alan Carleton told CNN: “We’re worried about what damage this live fire might do to the fish stocks and the marine life … We don’t want anyone doing live fire in our waters. It’s our backyard. It’s where we make our living and our livelihoods.”

Now he describes the Russian saga as “a funny dream.”

Carleton has been fishing these waters for 32 years, heading out to sea with a small crew to hunt for prawns, monkfish, sole and other fish. He has seen his industry decline since he went into the family business as a teenager.

“We’re all human beings and all anyone wants to do is make a living,” he said. “Everyone has mortgages … They have to be paid. Follow the fish and make a living. That’s all we want to do.”

Victoria’s Orange Parade

Posted on April 19, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

Being  part Dutch, and able to trace her lineage to William The Silent, got Victoria Bond an invite to march in the Orange Parade. But, when she insisted she play her ‘Contraption’, some of the most diplomatic folks of the Isles slithered up to her, and, as calm as can be, tried to talk her out of it.

“There will be trouble!”

“What kind of trouble? There’s always trouble. I’m not giving up my pipes – mon! That would be like me, asking you, to give up your nuts. Coo’mon! Drop em!”

Jon Presco

Copyright 2018

John Dee – Sea Lord of The Ghost Fleet

Posted on August 21, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

Victoria Bond had many dreams of a Ghost Fleet. I mentioned John Dee in July. Now it is clear…….Here comes the Royal Navy John Dee founded!

I have been working on a transition from my Bond book, to my Tolkien book. Now I see a movie about John Dee. I was born to write the screenplay and be the Art Director. I will title this move ‘Sea Lord’. My kindred, William and Peter Rosenberg, will be in this movie, and so will be Krumlov castle. My Bohemian Royalty is coming to California! Will, Dee and the Rosebergs sail on Drake’s the Golden Hind? Here we have Merlin in Oregon where a film maker claims the British Empire began! Everything is coming up roses for me – and my tales! I am in the catbird seat! I fought wiccans for a another magicians memorial – and won!

This will be the first Second Cold War movie aimed and pushing Putin back – way back! Ian Fleming employed females in a magical way. I founded the Country of Fromond. Now do you sea?

Victorious Starfish!

Fleming said he was a follower of the teaching of Mani, which is very similar to te teaching of Meher Baba, who I followed for over twenty years. My street theatre is inspired by Baba. I see a New England in the West.

John Presco

Copyrght 2018

The Scallop Eel Wars – Begin!

Posted on August 30, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

How I come up with my visions, is simple. I awake and make my way to my stove and put on hot water for coffee. I sit before my computer. Ideas pop into my head. I google, then go to google news. I am in MEDITATION in the Lotus Position of the Mind. I see pictures. Six months ago, Sea Leprechauns kept popping in. Of course I wonder if I have alas – gone insane! I usually pick my canary in the mine. Kim was useful this way – until she turned on me! So did my Muse, Lara Roozemond, who was irate when I posted about Annie and her eels. Look at her tug boat, and the battling scallop boats. My vision has come true! This Sea Battle might spell doom for the European Union. Will there be – war?

This imagery is so Japanese.  These fish and shell wars are so ancient! I suggest a giant tug-of-war across the channel to settle the matter! This is why you need me, a Cultural Bohemian Genius, to put this war – into words – and make peace! Think, tradition, and hire the Rose City Planners!

Below is my post of April 29th. where Victoria gets a letter from Pope Francis congratulating her on bin crowned the Eel Queen of the Nile. 

John Presco 007

“Of course I want several walk-ons as the Wise Fisherman. My talking part is in a fancy London bar chatting up a fine looking babe with a net draped on me. Serena does a double take and keeps on talking. I will also be the Boat House Warden who keeps the Royal Speed Boats in tip-top shape. There will be a contest to spot me. When Serena stops for petrol, I saunter out wearing my net and cork floats.

“Filler er up, or, will you be drifting home on the tide?”

The first time she sees him (me) is late at night. Serena has stopped at a red light in her Jaguar, with the top down. At this hour they are usually flashing. She hears this rushing sound. Looking to her right, she sees a man in rain gear coming her way, leaning into the wind, with sheets of rain rolling off of him. Putting his hands to his mouth, he shouts

“Don’t panic Missy. I’ll go get my tugboat and pull you off rocks!”

Serena watches him walk away leaving a good sized puddle behind. She looks up, holds up the palms of her hand, and doesn’t feel a drop! She reaches for something in the ashtray and throws it into the puddle, where it glows for a little while, then, fizzles out. Serena peels rubber down the street.

Finally, I am The Merlin, who keeps lurking about.

“Look out for that one. He carries a crystal ball!”

It was ruled Sea Leprechauns were the Last Cape Horners, whose powerful will to live kept them alive after death, for a little while. And then, they fade away. This is why they are an endangered species prized by Evangelicals that believe in the Rapture.

https://www.cnn.com/2018/08/30/opinions/scallop-war-brexit-opinion-andelman-intl/index.html

CAEN, France — Stone-throwing, insults and dangerous manoeuvres on the high seas: French and British fishermen clashed in the English Channel over a hoard of scallops Tuesday, the latest flare-up in a years-long war over the prized shellfish. The British were heavily outnumbered at five boats to around 35 French vessels, according to maritime official Ingrid Parot, and were eventually chased from the scallop-rich waters of the Baie de Seine area of Normandy.

The skirmish took place more than 12 nautical miles out to sea where the British are legally allowed to fish all year round.

But their French counterparts, restricted to fishing for scallops between October 1 and May 15, have accused the British of depleting stocks and want them to face the same rules.

“The French went to contact the British to stop them working and they clashed with each other. Apparently there was stone-throwing, but no injuries,” said Normandy fishing chief Dimitri Rogoff.

Rogoff said “around 40” French boats had gathered overnight in protest at British “pillaging” of the scallop supply.

Some of the boats rammed others — leaving holes in three vessels, footage from local channel France 3 Normandie showed — as the angry French fishermen threw smoke-bombs and hurled insults at British rivals.

Parot told CBS News partner network BBC News that the situation early Wednesday morning in the channel had become “extremely tense,” and both sides had hurled objects at each other. But she defended sending only one boat to respond to the confrontation, saying “the aim was to stop the tensions from increasing,” but adding that more law enforcement vessels would be sent “if it’s necessary” in any future clashes.

Mike Park, chief executive of the Scottish White Fish Producers Association, said the incident was “high seas piracy” but said the French had agreed to a request for talks.

“We need to decrease tensions in the whole area,” he told the BBC’s Victoria Derbyshire programme.

“We are advising all parties to be calm as from the video clips some vessels are manoeuvring very dangerously,” Barrie Deas, chief executive of Britain’s National Federation of Fishermen’s Organisations, told AFP.

“We have raised the matter with the British government and asked for protection for our vessels which are fishing legitimately,” he added. “The deeper issues behind the clashes should be settled by talking around the table, not on the high seas where people could be hurt.”

Tensions have been high between British and French fishermen for some 15 years over the issue, leading to angry disputes that have been dubbed “Scallop Wars”.

The two sides have reached annual agreements over the past five years but the French blocked a deal this year, according to Rogoff, who said they had had enough.

“For the Brits, it’s an open bar — they fish when they want, where they want, and as much as they want,” he complained.

The problem has grown worse over the past 15 years as English, Scottish and Irish boats have upped their catches considerably, he added.

“We don’t want to stop them from fishing, but they could at least wait until October 1 so that we can share,” he said.

Norman fishermen also complain that the British use much bigger trawlers — 398 feet or more — around double the size of their own, which use more artisan techniques.

The biggest British vessels can freeze the scallops directly on board.

“Scallops are a flagship product for Normandy, a primary resource and a highly sensitive issue,” said Rogoff.

The Eel Queen

Posted on April 29, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

by

Jon Presco

Chapter One

The Eel Queen

After Victoria Bond was crowned Britain’s ‘Eel Queen of the Nile’ she didn’t know what direction her life had taken. The congratulations letter she got from the Pope, confused and alarmed her. As she took in the words of one of the most powerful men on earth, the hair on her arms stood up – and vibrated! This never happened before.

Dear Ms. Bond

I was just as surprised as you to learn there was a secret society called ‘The Sacred Order of the Eel’. It appears that many of the world’s religious mysteries are now being solved. Why no one considered it was an eel that adorned Cleopatra’s crown, is a dereliction of duty. That Alexander the Great was trying to corner the river eel market, makes perfect sense. Who knows how powerful you will become. But, let me remind you what the Roman slave said to the Triumphetor;

“All glory……is fleeting.”

Yours Truly

P.F.

It was right after this, that the Sea Leprechauns began to appear. They gave Victoria very cryptic messages that she assumed were warnings. Most of them were quite pedestrian. She suspected they were practicing on her, perhaps preparing her for some unseen event. While putting petrol in Greycloud, one of them ( he was wearing a fishing net) gave her some good advice.

“Et twood de ya a wood of goot to attend the Basel Guild parade!”

The next day, she went to see her travel agent, and one of these, things, was sweeping the walkway outside.

“What ever yet dood, dood not goat te Basel Infuct – RUN! Run lassie, as fast as you can!”

The Baboons of YHWH

Posted on October 1, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press

It is a great day to be authoring a James Bond book. Or is it? For a month I have been debating about publishing ‘For Our Eyes Only’ as a weekly serial that will be a Tell-A-Along. Who can keep up? Is there any mystery left for the fiction writer? The news that Barr and Pompeo are acting like the President’s secret agents is Bondish – and surreal as all fuck! Australia and the U.K. have been contacted. Does Giuliani see himself as James Bond?

Here is an excellent article about Ian Fleming in America. My grandfather camped on the Channel Islands with Hammet and other Black Mask authors. Having friends from Britain gave me a peculiar look at my Country – through their eyes, eyes that have seen Leprechauns that could be creatures from Revelations, not unlike the kind that Ron Jeffress introduced today in his Holy Civil War threat!

Who saw this coming? Well, Miriam Starfish Christling, for one. What a brilliant character creation that allowed me to write about the fake morality, and fake immorality that has take control of the way we vote, and, is bent on destroying the two-party system, that will negate Democratic voting. My first chapter ‘Here’s Annie the Antichrist’ is a historic work, because, when I posted it on Lara Roozemond’s facebook – she freaked!

“Can you please remove it!” (Get it away from me! Eek!)

I want Lara to play Victoria Bond. Our days of Finality may be as an end! There will be no Justice. No one goes to jail, or before a firing squad. We must resign ourselves to being the way God made us…..a bunch of buffoons.  The only proof that we only a higher consciousness, is, we send spies to see what the other buffoons are up to. Who has a better understanding of this, then two beautiful and vain women who have managed to fall in love with a fellow human being. The lack of love in the baboons who surround our President, is appalling. For certain, they do not love their country, and are coercing other nations to un-feel like they do.

John Presco

Two splendid American writers, the great masters of the modern thriller, Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler. I was influenced by these writers, by their extremely good style and the breadth and ingeniousness of their stories.

There is some American detail. Of course, three or four of the books are set in and around America, and there’s a subsidiary hero, an American named Felix Leiter who’s with the CIA and later with a detective agency. But I do get into trouble with my Americanisms. People write in and say I’ve got things wrong here and there. Recently, in fact, I got an assistant librarian at Yale who passes on all my American scenes. I give him the book, and he very kindly goes through it and suggests where the American language could be improved. So I try to catch everything, but still —- well, it annoys me as much as it must annoy Americans to find America so clumsily depicted in English books.

“No. I’ve only seen two movies, Ben Hur, and, PI.”

“Only two? PI? What is that about?”

“It’s about a Kabbalist mathematical genius who finds another dimension. My parents put it on our video machine every Saturday after firing up the generator. We watched Ben Hur every Easter. I can recite PI backwards. Want to hear?”

“No. Not right now. I am still in a daze. I think I spotted another Leprechaun at the frozen yogurt shop. Are they really National Treasures?”

“Yes! You can go to jail for ten years if you molest one.”

“Are there female Leprechauns?”

“No.”

I wrote myself into my movie script as a Sea

“Of course I want several walk-ons as the Wise Fisherman. My talking part is in a fancy London bar chatting up a fine looking babe with a net draped on me. Serena does a double take and keeps on talking. I will also be the Boat House Warden who keeps the Royal Speed Boats in tip-top shape. There will be a contest to spot me. When Serena stops for petrol, I saunter out wearing my net and cork floats.

“Filler er up, or, will you be drifting home on the tide?”

The first time she sees him (me) is late at night. Serena has stopped at a red light in her Jaguar, with the top down. At this hour they are usually flashing. She hears this rushing sound. Looking to her right, she sees a man in rain gear coming her way, leaning into the wind, with sheets of rain rolling off of him. Putting his hands to his mouth, he shouts

“Don’t panic Missy. I’ll go get my tugboat and pull you off rocks!”

Serena watches him walk away leaving a good sized puddle behind. She looks up, holds up the palms of her hand, and doesn’t feel a drop! She reaches for something in the ashtray and throws it into the puddle, where it glows for a little while, then, fizzles out. Serena peels rubber down the street.

Finally, I am The Merlin, who keeps lurking about.

“Look out for that one. He carries a crystal ball!”

It was ruled Sea Leprechauns were the Last Cape Horners, whose powerful will to live kept them alive after death, for a little while. And then, they fade away. This is why they are an endangered species prized by Evangelicals that believe in the Rapture.

The Eel Pie and Lennon House

Posted on June 29, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press

To discover John Lennon was investigated by M15, who gave their investigation to President Nixon, might be the first shot fired in the Culture Wars that do not pit religious bodies against each other, but, launched a Christian-Coalition against Bohemians and Pagans. There is no doubt in my mind John Lennon would love ‘The Royal Janitor’ because I take on Britain’s oldest and most difficult schism between the Catholics and Protestants. I believe all the Beatles would get a kick out of my contention that an Eel and Pie House is the headquarters of a sinister group of Catholic Goddess Worshippers. Nun means “fish”. They would adopt me because I am the only American who has bothered to understand the nuisances of the Brits.

John-John

“Luey and Bluey McDonald are encouraged by their mother to assault Victoria Bond when she passes their home playing her babpipe with a dragon’s head. Sheila McDonald calls it The Orange Devil. Victoria Bond is carrying a bag of eels that she pours down the throat of Bluey McDonald after knocking him senseless with a kick to the head. She knows French kick boxing. Victoria used the pipe of her bags as a funnel.”

Vanessa Redgrave on Hand

Among the mourners for Maire Drumm were several Irish playwrights and poets, and the actress and political activist Vanessa Redgrave, who came from London as a representative of the Workers Revolutionary Party in Britain.

As the procession went down the Andersonstown Road, people crammed the sidewalks, balanced on walls and roofs, and stood in Milltown Cemetery amid granite Celtic crosses that reared cerily in the fog and rain like the monoliths of Stonehenge.

Mrs. Drumm was a mother of five who was known for her hospitality and her willingness to help those, both Protestant and Catholic, who suffered as a result of the civil strife

She enraged Protestant loyalists and British politicians by calling for the destruction of Belfast “stone by stone” if Catholics were not given justice, and once by saying that she did not care if British troops went home by foot or in coffins. Merlyn Rees, the former British administrator for Northern Ireland, compared her with Dickens’s Madame Defarge.

MI5 sent a file on John Lennon to the FBI after advisers to President Nixon ordered an investigation into the former Beatle, it was revealed yesterday.

The Nixon administration wanted ammunition to deport Lennon, who moved to the US in the early 1970s and campaigned against the Vietnam war

The MI5 file is believed to contain claims that Lennon helped to fund the Workers Revolutionary Party in Britain, paying £46,000 to the Trotskyist group whose supporters included the actress Vanessa Redgrave, and also gave money to Red Mole, a Marxist magazine edited by Tariq Ali, the former leftwing student leader.

Workers Revolutionary Party (UK) – Wikipedia

Vanessa Redgrave on why she was ready to die: ‘Trying to live was getting too tiring’ | Stage | The Guardian

Her politics have often attracted more headlines than her acting. She and her brother, Corin, were once leading members of the Workers Revolutionary party. In recent times, she has endured more than her share of tragedy; within the space of 14 months, she lost her oldest daughter, the actor Natasha Richardson (who suffered a traumatic brain injury after a skiing accident at the age of 45), Corin, and in May 2010, Lynn (yet another successful Redgrave actor with two Oscar nominations).

Her large blue eyes turn icy if you mention Fonda’s theory of a clear link between their acting and radical politics, or if you poke into subjects she would rather avoid. These include her personal life, her attitude toward friendship with women and, especially, whether her preaching at ban-the-bomb rallies and her political experience (a losing race for Parliament on the Trotskyite ticket) helped her with the character of Julia, the rich American anti-Nazi activist whose friendship Lillian Hellman (played by Fonda) sketched in “Pentimento,” the memoirs on which the film is based.

The Eel and Pie House

Posted on August 20, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

by

John Presco 007

Heeeere’s Annie – The AntiChrist!

Posted on April 20, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

by

Jon Presco

Copyright 2018

Anna Zola claimed she was the great granddaughter of Emile Zola. She lived on a tugboat on the Thames. One day, while in the wheelhouse, she spots a beautiful young girl who looked to be seven years of age. She was teetering on the edge, on a rotten piece of timber with big rusty nails hammered in it . How dramatic! She had the most troubled furl on her brow. Annie opens the window, gently, so as to not disturb the poor waif, but, owning a powerful voice, she almost knocks her into the water!

“IF YOU ARE THINKING ABOUT THROWING YOURSELF IN. WHY DON’T YOU HELP ME TAKE MY SCONES OUT OF THE OVEN, AND HAVE A CUP OF TEA WITH ME, INSTEAD?!”

Regaining her balance, Victoria Bond looks up, and as she later tells it,

“I beheld the Face of God, or, the Face of Goddess Hera ‘The Water Queen of Mount Olympus! It was a near-death experience!”

“The Water Queen saved my life!” she told the Austrian equestrian, who was so well bred, he did not flinch. Most royal people, are insane. He passed the test. Victoria now looked for the right moment to place her hand on his knee. She sensed an aching there. His stirrups were too high.

“Lower them about an inch and half and you will take first place. Do you have an ice bag handy. If not, we can go to my place. You might need a bandage-wrap, too.” Again he did not flinch, even when she delivered an inviting squeeze – above his aching knee.

Reaching for another scone, Victoria told Aunt Annie why she wanted to end her life.

“My mother died when I was four. I don’t know who I am anymore. I’ve read so many books. I know all the Fairytales, and other fanciful lore. But, I am left empty. I feel like a ghost upon the Moore. Perhaps one day I will find him – my Heathcliff!”

“All is not lost, my dear. I sense there is a poet lying within you – and a romantic?”

“How did you know. I have committed to memory a hundred thousand poems. Let us be friends.”

“You can come visit me anytime you want. Would you like to go see my play. I can’t give my tickets away? Perhaps, one day………….Now you got me doing it.”

“Doing what?”

Rethinking Victoria Bond’s Parade

Posted on August 25, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

Here is how Victoria Bond’s Parade was going to go.

Luey and Bluey McDonald are encouraged by their mother to assault Victoria Bond when she passes their home playing her babpipe with a dragon’s head. Sheila McDonald calls it The Orange Devil. Victoria Bond is carrying a bag of eels that she pours down the throat of Bluey McDonald after knocking him senseless with a kick to the head. She knows French kick boxing. Victoria used the pipe of her bags as a funnel.

Sheila sees her son stagger and fall to his knees, then vomit up about a dozen eels. This is a sign unto her, and her Catholic Society of Phoenucian Eels of Baal, a sectret society that is three thousand years old. There is a legend that claims Jesus took part in their ritual when his uncle, Josephy of Arimathea, came to the Isles.

A group of old women dressed like Nuns, grab Victoria and whisk her away. The parade ccontinues down the road to the waiting riot. When things are getting realy rough, there is a sound of ram horns. Looking down the road, here come a float, with Victora  chained between two pillars. They slipped a fish tail on her and she is wearing two shells to cover her breasts. She is ‘The Daughter of Dagon’ also known as ‘The Lady’.

There is a giant EEL suspended over her, it’s head looking to the right and left as it moves into the mob, that falls silent, and parts. One old Irish Hag steps forth, and raises her cane;

“Look! It’s the Holy Ark of the Covenant! That David’s Philistine cousins brought to Ireland after Samson destroyed the temple of Dagon, the great god of El, the Eel god!”

Victoria Bond is brought to the bank of the Thames. Eels are poured down her gullet. As they release a toxin, Victoria begins to hallucinate. She is taken back in time. There are Phoenician gallies lining the banks full of cheerful followers of the River Eel of Britania, whose children were carried to all rivers of the western world. For centuries they provided nourishement to millions. Eel Pie is made out of rye, that sometimes gets moldy, and whole towns get high on LSD. Many religions are formed form the visions of God-El.

Then, the river eels began to vanish due to population growth and over consumtion. Royal people and families go to war with another over the last eels. Saint George and the DRAGON=DAGON is a branch of El that came to the British Isles.

This is all being explained by a BBC newscaster who is interviewing the High Priesess of Dagon, who claims she is 134 years of age. In Rome, the Pope is watching, and fuming! The great Vatican Sectret is out. He pushes a button under his desk, and fom out of their cells, come the Pope’s Assassins, known as the Un-Holy Trinity. Their leader is from the infamous McPence Clan, who expertly shame the genitalia of their victim, before they die.

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All of a sudden, Victoria Bond, vomits out of her mouth about twenty little eels. When they hit the water, there is a flash of neon blue and many bubbles come to the surface. The crowd lets go a rousing cheer. Catholics and Protestants put down their bottles and rocks, and begin to hug one another after seeing their religions come from the same source! The Pope slams down his crossaire upon the great oaken table, taking off a good hunk of it. This splinter of wood, is put away, for another day.

Victoria Bonds looks up at dark inky rain cloud, and cries out and a bolt of lightening hits the giant eel on the float, setting it ablaze!

“Why me! Why is the woman always the one who gets it in the end!”

Then, another Sea Hag shouts!

“Look! The Holy Ark is gone! Someone has stolen it!”

Shit! Victoria says under her breath; knowing her ordeal, her drama, had just begun!

______________________

Well, that’s how my story WAS going to go. But, then I read there was going to be REAL TROUBLE, and the Pope will be in Ireland this day! I don’t want to cause more trouble. We have enough trouble. Besides, who wants THEIR Bond movie to go like this? It’s already been done, several times.

Did you know Virginia Hambley’s ancestors on her father’s side, are Phoenucians, descendants of Ham?

Anyhow. This will make a great B-movie. Victoria needs a good bodyguard, and, Miriam Starfish, the Christian Wild Woman, is chosen.

Hey! This would make a great off-Broadway musical!

You know what? I’m going ahead with my literary parade that will be moved to Glasgow, and go along the Clyde River, where they spotted a whale, and, there is a plan to harvest eels. I’m sick and tired of today’s religions spoiling the show. They will be bypassed and fall to the wayside for the sake of The Happy People.

In my book, the 2018 Orange Parade takes place! It is – ordained! We want our bloody eels – and our rye cakes! Stop fooken with us!

John Presco 007

Copyright 2018

Last week pupils from Lanarkshire became the first in Scotland to release European eels into the wild in a pilot of a new project called Scotland to Sargasso. Based on the Avon Wildlife Trust’s ‘Spawn to be Wild’ project, Scotland to Sargasso involves placing a part of the life cycle of the eel directly into schools to raise awareness of this critically endangered species. Pupils from Chryston Primary School (P3/4) and St Dominic’s Primary in Airdrie (P6) reared eels in class for a few weeks before releasing them into their local rivers to allow them to continue their life cycle.

A plan to harvest baby eels from the river Clyde for export as gourmet food has turned into a race to save the stocks from collapse.

The U-turn from exploitation to conservation follows initial research findings into the potential for farming the tiny eels – a delicacy on the Continent and in the Far East.

They command astronomical prices, especially in Japan, with prices up to (pounds) 150 a kilo – more than 20 times the average price of salmon.

However, the findings suggest the ”glass eels” – so-called because they are still transparent – are not nearly as prolific in the Clyde as first thought, with future populations endangered.

Miriam’s Wardrobe

Posted on March 20, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

Serena watched Miriam walk towards her for their meeting. As far as she could tell, all her bodyguard wore was some kind of loin clothe – with sandals! Her long auburn hair covered her breasts.https://www.fashiongonerogue.com/aurelia-gliwski-cheyene-tillier-daly-castaway-exclusive/embed/#?secret=yuR5A5BLOG

“Please! Be seated. And stop staring down at me as if you are going to put me in a big pot and cook me! You’ve been given a nickname, you know……..Tarzarena! Some whisper this after you pass; “There goes Lady Greystoke” Have you seen a Tarzan movie?”

“No. I’ve only seen two movies, Ben Hur, and, PI.”

“Only two? PI? What is that about?”

“It’s about a Kabbalist mathematical genius who finds another dimension. My parents put it on our video machine every Saturday after firing up the generator. We watched Ben Hur every Easter. I can recite PI backwards. Want to hear?”

“No. Not right now. I am still in a daze. I think I spotted another Leprechaun at the frozen yogurt shop. Are they really National Treasures?”

The Eel and Pie House

Posted on August 20, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

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John Presco 007

Heeeere’s Annie – The AntiChrist!

Before El’s revelation with the name of Yahweh, it is said in Genesis 14:18–20 that Abraham accepted the blessing of El, when Melchizedek, the king of Salem and high priest of its deity El Elyon blessed him.[27] One scholarly position is that the identification of Yahweh with Ēl is late, that Yahweh was earlier thought of as only one of many gods, and not normally identified with Ēl. Another is that in much of the Hebrew Bible the name El is an alternate name for Yahweh, but in the Elohist and Priestly traditions it is conceived as an earlier name than Yahweh.[28] Mark Smith has argued that Yahweh and El were originally separate, but were considered synonymous from very early on.[29] The name Yahweh is used in the Bible Tanakh in the first book of Genesis 2:4; and Genesis 4:26 says that at that time, people began to “call upon the name of the LORD”.[30][31]

The Destruction of Leviathan by Gustave Doré (1865)

In some places, especially in Psalm 29, Yahweh is clearly envisioned as a storm god, something not true of Ēl so far as we know (although true of his son, Ba’al Hadad). It is Yahweh who is prophesied to one day battle Leviathan the serpent, and slay the dragon in the sea in Isaiah 27:1. The slaying of the serpent in myth is a deed attributed to both Ba’al Hadad and ‘Anat in the Ugaritic texts, but not to Ēl.https://www.youtube.com/embed/x-WOZCPWkwc?version=3&rel=1&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&fs=1&hl=en&autohide=2&wmode=transparenthttps://www.youtube.com/embed/jQjtxmFuYpU?version=3&rel=1&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&fs=1&hl=en&autohide=2&wmode=transparenthttps://www.youtube.com/embed/gArYSHXzMFk?version=3&rel=1&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&fs=1&hl=en&autohide=2&wmode=transparent

LEICESTER, United Kingdom – A Protestant fraternal organization has been ordered to reroute a march, so it doesn’t go past a Catholic Church in Glasgow where a Catholic priest was assaulted last month during a similar parade.

The Orange Order of Scotland had refused a request to voluntarily change their route to avoid St. Alphonsus Church, where a priest was spat upon and parishioners subjected to verbal abuse by spectators at an Orange Order parade on July 7.

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In the aftermath of the incident, the Orange Order cancelled their scheduled July 21 march.

The Glasgow City Council held a hearing on Thursday about the scheduled Aug. 25 parade, and refused to allow it to go by the church after police officials said it would be a security concern.

In a statement published Wednesday, the Archdiocese of Glasgow said the Orange Order showed “gross insensitivity” in refusing to change their scheduled route.

The leadership of the order claim no members of the organization were personally involved in the attack and said a representative on Thursday told the city council he “deplores the obscenity that took place.”

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After the city council made its decision, Archdiocese of Glasgow spokesman Ronald Convery told Crux he was pleased with the outcome.

“The archdiocese and Police Scotland made strong representations to the Council Committee pointing out the fears of the community and the danger of disorder. We are grateful to the Council for taking note of our concerns and the concerns of many outside the Catholic Church and acting decisively to lift a cloud of anxiety which was affecting parishioners and local residents,” the Convery said.

The Orange Order is a Protestant fraternal order based primarily in Northern Ireland, but with a strong presence in Scotland. It organizes marches during the summer months to commemorate the victory of the Dutch-born Protestant King William of Orange, who defeated the army of the deposed Catholic King James II to secure the thrones of England, Ireland and Scotland at the Battle of the Boyne in Ireland on July 1, 1690.

The marches are often a source of sectarian clashes between Protestants and Catholics in both Northern Ireland and Scotland, especially when they go through Catholic neighborhoods or by Catholic churches.

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