Dream Time…

(No, not the Australian Aboriginal concept of the after life, well, more like before and after life, but bonus points to you if that’s where your mind went. I like the way you think.)

No, this is a post about The Writing Life.

The more experienced writers out there know this one already. I give you leave to go. Really, shoo. I’m talking to the newer initiates here. Ok, stay if you want. I think you’re nifty too.


Most of even the novice writers out there know the concept of writing organization styles. There are Plotters – ie: people who write outlines. There are Pantsers – ie: people who just sit down to write, a la’ ‘flying by the seat of their pants’. And I’m told there is a fabled hybrid class that does something like both. Whereas I’m certain that’s possible, I honestly have no idea how they do it. They’re like unicorns, magical, elusive, and maybe requiring a virgin in white to track down?

Me? I’m a Pantser.

I sit down to write. And then I keep writing.

I have a notepad, sometimes more than one, on which to – strangely – write notes. But I really don’t plot. As close as I get to plotting is that I generally know the emotional arc of whatever I’m working on. But knowing how I want it to feel isn’t the same thing as knowing where the damn thing is going, narrative-wise.

As with anything that vaguely resembles writing advice, especially coming from me, keep in mind that I’m talking about my process. Your mileage may vary.

In fact, it should, in some degree or many.

Part of the whole writing thing is learning your own process; what works for you.

Grammar is great, but it can be fixed in post. Process is how you get something that may or may not need fixing in the first place.

A good part of your novice writing time will be spent fumbling around until you find what works for you.

Embrace that. It’ll do you good service from then on.

Anyways, again,

Me, I start with the sounds of the words.

Ideas are great, and technically they come first, even before emotions, but ideas aren’t stories. Ideas are the compost from which stories grow. The top soil that feeds them.

I come from a poetry writing background. (I still write poetry, but I used to exclusively write and perform poetry.)

So, for me, it’s the sound and rhythm of the thing. A character’s thoughts. An odd description. Some piece of narration that says, “Ok bub, hold on, ’cause here. We. Go.”

That’s where I get moving on a project.

But, because I do not sit and plot out the entire thing – hey, I like to discover a story too – sometimes I happen across a place in the work where I just do not fucking know what happens next.

Know your characters and situations as well as you like, but fly often enough without a compass and eventually you’ll find yourself circling the sun at high noon, wondering which direction to turn the rudder.

This is when I stop.

Ok, I mostly stop. I might keep putting words on the page, somewhere knowing that they’ll get deleted, just to keep the thing fresh in my head. But I generally stop.

And take time to dream.

It’s one of the coolest things about being a writer – even if it’s just a hobby – day dreaming.

Typically I’ll put on some kind of music that doesn’t have lyrics/ singing. I just want background noise. Maybe I’ll pick something that evokes a particular emotional state, but I don’t want to be carried away by the song, I want to have something to accompany me as I drift down my own stream of consciousness.

That’s my dream time.

Turn of the wifi on your phone. Look away from the computer screen. Try to get as free from the multitude of distractions of your daily life as possible. Stare off into space and let it happen.

Whatever it happens to be.

It is my experience that creativity can not be forced.

It can be encouraged. You can prime your environment and mind to be more conducive to creativity arising, but you can’t demand it show up.

Creativity doesn’t work for you.

It works with you. Through you. If you let it.

So, if I have any advice for the novice writers out there, other than practice your damn craft as often and as hard as you can, it is this:

Learn how to let your creativity happen.

Find out under what circumstances this weird occurrence comes into being.

This isn’t an excuse to wait for the muse or inspiration, or whatever other pretentious thing we’ve been told we should strive for.

It’s about figuring yourself out, and getting out of your own way.

If you have any questions, feel free to leave a comment. I’ll do my best to answer them.

If you have suggestions – leave those too.

I’m always up to learn something new and interesting.

Until next time…


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So, I’m Sick…

It’s some kind of sinus thing. I have no idea. I have no idea how long it’ll last.

What I do know is that it makes thinking clearly one of those rare things that appears on roughly the same schedule as Haley’s Comet.

That makes writing difficult.

Really, it kind of makes anything other than sitting still and watching TV difficult.

For instance, the post I’ve been working on, which should have gone out yesterday, would have been a wrap up to the Argument series of Putting the Civil Back in Civilization.

And that didn’t happen. And it’s not happening today.

I’ve also been mulling over starting a series on critical thinking skills.

But snotty brain is snotty. So, that’ll have to wait.

Thankfully, my day job allows me to work from home. That makes things marginally easier, and it’s almost as restful to slouch in my office chair, as I am a professional sloucher by this point in my life.

But being sick fucks with my ability to get to the gym, and that sucks.

I went yesterday, and about three hours later I started getting the distinct itch in the back of my upper palate that signaled some kind of drainage problem – usually a sign of more problems to come. And I was right. So, no gym until I’m feeling better.

Staying healthy is, in large part, about recovering adequately, or so I’ve learned.

Recovery is about managing stress. Physical stress, mental stress, emotional stress, cosmic stress, whatever stress you’re dealing with at the time.

Have less stress than you can recover from, and you’re in the clear. You’ll even get better through adaptation to said stress.

Have more stress than you can recover from? Welcome to sick town as your body steadily breaks itself down because it never fully repairs all of the damage.

Also, I’m 40. And the sad fact about being 40 is you don’t recover like you did in your 20s. Little variables can have a large impact. Miss just an hour of sleep – at 40 anyway – and it can fuck up your whole day.

I know this from much personal experience, especially after getting my wife a puppy for x-mas last year. Puppies are remarkably like human babies, except human babies usually stay where you put them and don’t draw blood when they chew on you….

…But I digress.

If this seems rambling, that’s because it is. I’m more than a bit rambly right now.

And strangely, it’s not that I can’t think, it’s that I can’t keep up with my thoughts, or maintain an unbroken stream of them.

It’s a fair metaphor to think of my stream of consciousness as more like one of those crazy-hose sprinklers for kids; the untethered ones that whip around like electrified snakes, slinging water in unpredictable directions. Sometimes you get the cool, refreshing splash of municipal aqua, sometimes the summer-hot sting of vinyl across the thighs.

Where was I going with this?

Oh yeah, too many thoughts. Not enough brains to hold them all.

Anyways, I thought I’d list a few of the subjects I’m pondering on:

Argument wrap up (it probably needs one)

A series on tools for critical thinking

More reviews of things I enjoy (Really, we could all do to share more of the things that make us happy.)

Some political observations (if I can overcome the despair of watching the news)

Writing stuff (I am a writer, turns out I have some thoughts and experiences that other people might find useful.)

Self Publishing stuff (right now it’s a lot of hurry up and wait, because I have more time than money.)

Mental Health stuff (well, because it’s part of my life, and I know me.)


There’s more, banging around in there, but that’s probably enough for now.

So, do me a favor?

Comment on this post. Tell me if you have a topic you’d like to hear about. What are you interested in? Have a suggestion? Throw that in too.

I want to hear from people.

It doesn’t have to be long, or even well thought-out.

And if you just want to say “Hi”, I’m good with that too.

Also, while I’m thinking of it, if you have any favorite book reviewers/ book bloggers, give me a heads up. I’m looking for good ones. Failing that, I’ll take entertaining ones.

Until next time, when I hope to be more conscious and less of a mucus fountain…






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Here’s Something that Makes Me Unaccountably Happy…

… So, let’s spend a few words trying to account for it…

“The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel” is getting a second season.

*Does a happy dance, which seems to be a weird combination of the Snoopy dance and the Carlton*

I loved the first season of this show.

The cast, the writing, the humor, the emotional swings – all of it.

Take an upper-middle class, Jewish Housewife, circa 1950s New York. Give her a husband that is trying stand up comedy as a hobby. Then let said husband leave her, and the kids. Take all of that, wrap it in the drama of a new life and two intertwined families in an era where that sort of thing just wasn’t done. Then, as it turns out, the housewife is actually better at stand up than her husband ever was.

There’s a lot more that goes into it. And you should get into it and find out.

I promise you, it will be well worth your time.

(The show plays on yet another streaming service that isn’t paying me, so fuck them. Let them do their own advertising. But I’m sure you can find it if you look.)

Anyways, all that to say the trailer for season two dropped yesterday, and I am unabashedly excited for this show to come back.

Oh, and the guy playing Lenny Bruce…

…Nails it.

If you’re looking for something good, and a bit upbeat, check it out.

Until next time…

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Welcome to the Vaguely Uncomfortable Side of Sharing, Make Yourself a Drink…

I had plans today.

Plans to go to the gym. Plans to work on my current novel. Plans to write back cover copy for my self-publishing marketing push.

None of those things happened…

…Because my brain is being an asshole.

So that I can count at least one thing as an accomplishment today, I fixed a drink (Southern Comfort and Coke Zero – and yes, I’ll take a sponsorship if it’s offered,) put my ever-widening ass in the chair, and started typing.

This is what’s coming out.

(If you’d rather not read anything about depression just now, I understand. I won’t be bothered if you visit content more jubilant than you can expect in this post. I really won’t.)

Got to take care of yourself.

Speaking of self-care, and depression, let me talk a little bit about what I do, you know, self-care-wise. The depression requires no effort on my part.

I do a lot of things – coping strategies they are sometimes called – to mitigate the deleterious effects of my mental illness.

  1. I meditate, regularly. (mindfulness, mantra, and auto-hypnosis, depending on the day and what I need.)
  2. I exercise, for about 75 minutes, six days a week. (I lift weights, because it’s what I enjoy.)
  3. I watch my diet. (Not so much calorie restriction, although that has been on my menu for a good long while, but I try not to eat things that make me feel shitty.)
  4. I’m strict with my sleep hygiene. (I usually get 7.5 hours a night, a little more on the weekends.)
  5. I try to spend a little time, every day, doing a thing I love – something that excites me. (This is usually productive: writing, planning, learning, etc.. I still love a good movie/ TV show/ book/ comic [and sometimes a bad one] but I save that for when I’m exhausted or a need a distraction.)
  6. I force myself to make contact with the outside world. (Text friends, make phone calls, try to get human interaction, that kind of thing.)
  7. I take medication. (I’m on two separate ones right now. They do pretty well, most of the time. I still have bad days.)
  8. I try to use my awareness to redirect my thinking, when I notice I’m crawling down a dark hole.
  9. I look for inspiration/ motivation wherever I can find it. (Even small doses help.)
  10. I spend a good amount of time, every day, learning to work with my emotions, when they occur.
  11. I’m a big fan of caffeine and nicotine. (Black coffee, diet sodas, and I vape. Vaping isn’t necessarily good for you, but it won’t give you C.O.P.D. That’s called harm reduction folks.)
  12. I go to therapy. Every appointment, like church. It helps.
  13. I talk things over with my wife. (She’s supportive, and it keeps whatever hell is going on behind my eyes from leaking out and fucking up our relationship.)

There’s a lot that goes into my self-care. And I’m learning more and more as I go.

And, even with all that, I don’t know what it means to feel normal most of the time.

I have days, oooooh those days, where it feels like the weights have been wrenched off my soul. I don’t get manic. But there are days where it feels like I’m not walking around, draped in my bodyweight’s worth of sodden blankets. And everything feels different. Mostly, everything feels.

Those days don’t last, and I have not yet figured out from what alchemy of circumstances they arise.

And sometimes, they aren’t days. Sometimes they’re hours. Moments. A moment.

Days like today are more prevalent.

Days where I lack the energy to do any of the things that I was excited to do, and all I can do is drag myself from errand to errand, zombie-eyed and frayed at the edges, trying not to step on the sharp points of all my broken plans.

That’s today.

I wish I had something hopeful to say.

Something in me knows that would be the right thing. The expected thing. The thing people want to hear.

But I just don’t have the fucking oomph to get across that finish line.

All I can do is keep plodding forward, falling if I have to, step after step, until I can get to a day, or an hour, or a moment where I can continue to try to progress towards the goals and dreams I’m striving for.

So, until then, I’m having a drink, and telling you about it.

Thanks for listening.

Until next time…

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So, Here’s a Thing I’m Enjoying the Hell out of…

Castle Rock.

It’s a TV show set in the semi-shared universe Stephen King created for his books.

And it’s awesome.

5 episodes in right now.

Great writing, acting, directing, and cinematography.

And if you thought Bill Skarsgård was creepy as Pennywise the clown in the newest iteration of IT, wait until you watch him barely speak in this show. Chills.

So far I am both impressed by the mystery at the heart of this season, and by the atmosphere of the episodes.

If you’re worried about the horror aspects of it, don’t so much.

So far it has been more eerie and foreboding than actually scary, save for one or two moments.

I highly recommend the show. It’s definitely worth your time.

It airs every Wednesday, on a certain streaming service that will remain nameless, because they aren’t paying me. You have the internet. I trust your research abilities.

Anyways, give Castle Rock a look.

You won’t regret it.

Until next time…

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PCBC: Argumentation – Pt, what is it, 4? Yeah, sure, Pt. 4. Why not?…


And now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for…

… (and waiting much too long for. BTW, sorry about that) …


Logical Fallacies


First off, what the hell is a Logical Fallacy?

Glad you asked.

A logical fallacy is a piece of faulty reasoning.

Dig that? It’s bad. Incorrect. Doesn’t make sense. Is, uh, not so good.

And there are a ton of logical fallacies.

I’m not joking. There are a metric-fucking-ton of them. Go weigh them yourself. I’ll wait…


Yep, knew you would.

All of these fallacies, these bits of bad reasoning, fall into a number of categories, which you don’t need to know.

Feel free to take a minute and thank whatever deity/ nature spirit/ guru/ unnameable eldritch horror fits your bill.

Like I promised before in Pt. 1, Pt. 2, and Pt. 3 of this series, I’m going to stick to the fallacies I see most often in common discourse. At the end of this post, I’ll link to more exhaustive resources, if you find yourself so inclined.

So, there are 8 logical fallacies that I see all the time. Briefly, they are:

Straw Man


Ad Hominem



Begging the Question

Argument from Ignorance

Argument from Tradition/ Authority/ Popularity


(I’m leaving out False Premise, because usually you can tell when someone has constructed their argument, completely or in some part, out of pure bullshit.)


So, let’s jump head-first into the shallow end with the fallacy you’re going to see more often than not – especially if you watch any of the cable “news” shows:

Straw Man:

Have you ever tried to make a point, only to have the other person completely misrepresent that point, or blow it all out of proportion? Then, instead of arguing against your actual point, they argue against this monster of language they’ve created?

Then you’ve fallen victim to the straw man fallacy.

(in philosophy there is something called ‘the principle of charity’ where you attempt to give the best representation of your opponent’s argument. The straw man fallacy is its diametric opposite.)

A straw man is a distorted, or completely fabricated version of an argument that is easier or more favorable to argue against than the original argument.

You can see why this is bad reasoning, because it is a sneaky way to change the subject or avoid a contest that is untenable.

Once you start looking for this, you’ll see it more than you’ll be comfortable with. Trust me. And sometimes, it’ll be so subtle that it’s hard to detect. That’s one of the reasons it gets used so frequently. Often, people don’t know that they’re doing it; a side effect of learning discourse from television.


Next up on our tour of the generally wrong-headed:


(you may also know it by the name: Black and White fallacy)

Ever have someone present only two options to you while completely ignoring the possibility that there might be a third or fourth or fifth out there somewhere?

That’s Bifurcation.

It’s that, “You’re either with us or against us,” type of shit.

Either you love chocolate and puppies, or you’re a sociopath.

Either you think our country is beyond question/ reproach, or you’re not a patriot.

(Did that last one resonate? Yep, me too.)

The aim of bifurcation is to try to trap you into acceding to an artificially limited set of options, usually one which has been heavily weighted towards the negative on one side.

There’s usually more than two options. Be seriously skeptical when anyone tells you there isn’t.


The next steed on our carousel of credulity:

Ad Hominem:

(I know. Latin, right? It just means: ‘to the man’. Because we’re not as sexist as the Ancient Romans, we’ll modernize it to, ‘to the person’. Makes me feel better, at any rate.)

Have you ever had someone try to dismiss your argument by saying you’re an Asshole, Dipshit, Democrat, Republican, Man, Woman, Child? I’ll bet you have. And that motherfucker was committing the Ad Hominem fallacy.

Ad Hominem favors, instead of arguing the point at hand, attacking the person making the point.

This one is so similar, they damn near go hand in hand, so, now joining Ad Hominem on stage:


Whereas Ad Hominem seeks to dismiss your argument because you may or may not be whatever the opponent is claiming you are, the Genetic fallacy seeks to negate the argument by attacking the origin or background of the argument.

Both of these fallacies attempt to discredit the argument. One by directly attacking your person. The other by attacking where the argument comes from.


A little example:

J: (some cogent, valid, sound argument.)

B: J is an asshole!

-or –

J: (some cogent, valid, sound argument.)

B: J’s argument is wrong because assholes thought it up!


See the subtle difference?

It’s often so subtle that they can almost be thought of as interchangeable. But you can see why they’re both bad thinking, yes?

It’s because neither engages with the actual point of the argument.

It’s a dodge. A sidestep. It’s hiding the ball in your mitt until the runner is too close to stop the slide. Basically, it’s misdirection – trying to trick one’s way out of the argument.


Now batting for the Muddville Slingers:


(You know this one, even if you don’t know you know it. And as soon I give the example, you’re going to have the epiphany. You’re welcome, in advance.)

Ever been arguing with somebody, and it feels like the argument just twisted out of your grasp? Ever look back on it and wonder, “What the hell happened there?” Only to then realize the direction of the argument changed because the person you were arguing against changed the meaning of one of the important words in the discussion?

Of course, you have.

(you might even be feeling a bit sheepish right now because you’re realizing you’ve committed this fallacy yourself. Don’t feel bad. I’m right there in the wool with you. In fact, I’d say just about every human being has committed this fallacy at some point in their lives. It’s an easy one to slip into. And it happens a bunch. So much so that I almost put it at the top of the list.)

Equivocation happens when a word has more than one meaning, or connotation, and the person using it in the argument switches between meanings to make the argument work. If the meaning of the word substantially changes how the word operates, this is a fallacy of reasoning.

Here’s the simplest example:

The word “Law”

A: “If there are natural laws, there must have been a law giver.”

(Theists love this one, BTW.)

The problem is we understand that “Laws of Nature” is a colloquial term for the complicated physics and mechanics of the Universe. They’re not legal statutes. By switching the meaning to legal statutes, the opponent here is swapping connotations. But changing the meaning of the word changes how it operates, and thereby changes what the whole argument means. Arguments don’t float when one tries to change ships in mid-stream. And often if you blink, you’ll usually miss this type of fallacy.

Yet another reason to have as large a vocabulary and understanding of your native language as possible.

(That means read, people. Read a lot.)


And now, as we circle the drain of discourse:

Begging the Question:

(This is probably the least understood, by the general populace, of all the fallacies. I’m about to fix that, for you anyways.)

First off, Begging the Question does not mean ‘raising the question’.

Start chewing on that fact now. If a statement leads to a question, it does not beg the damn thing.

Begging the Question is a form of circular reasoning where the conclusion, in some part or whole, is stated as one of the premises that are meant to logically lead to the conclusion.

Confusing enough for you?

(The appropriate answer to that question is: Fuck yeah it is!  You know, if you were wondering.)

Here’s an example out of S. Morris Engel’s book, “With Good Reason”:

“God Exists.”

A: “How do you know?”

B: “The Bible says so.”

A: “How do you know what the Bible says is so?”

B: “Because the Bible is the word of God.”


Did you see it? There is a God, because the Bible says so. The Bible is correct because it is the word of God.

It’s a neat little circle, that I see here in the South all the fekkin’ time. It just also happens to be completely nonsensical.

How about a less religiously charged example:

A: “Politician X lies.”

B: “Why do you say that?”

A: “Because X is a politician.”


You see how that’s just an unsupported statement twisted up to try to look like a proper argument?

I knew you would. You beautiful geniuses you.

A conclusion cannot prove itself. This is why circular logic is faulty logic.

(Like I said, I run into Question Begging a lot, while arguing with theists, but you’ll generally run face first into it when arguing with any ideologue that isn’t introspective enough to examine their own deeply held positions. It’s a favorite of Johnny-Come-Latelys that are too lazy to actually do the research.)



Speaking of theists, here another faith-based exercise in non-critical thinking:

Argument from Ignorance:

Have you had a conversation with someone, where some version of this happened:

“Well, we don’t know how X came about, so it must be Y.”

(usually the Y in question is something else we can’t explain.)


“We don’t know how X came about/ works, so X must not be the case.”

A version of this fallacy is more commonly known as the “God of the Gaps”, wherein specifically, anything we don’t understand the mechanics of is attributed to the supernatural workings of a deity.

Don’t know why the planets and stars move in the sky? God did it. It’s part of God’s plan.

You’ll notice that the Argument from Ignorance also does not suggest an explanatory answer to whatever question is posed.

There’s another type of the Argument from Ignorance:

Suggesting that something just is not so, because the opponent does not know/ understand how it works.

(You see this a lot with idiots trying to argue against evolution. Just because one doesn’t understand a thing does not mean that the thing is non-existent.)

There’s a phrase we use in philosophy that’ll keep you out of trouble:

The absence of evidence is not the evidence of absence.

Meaning, just because one can not explain a thing, that does not automatically mean that the thing is not the case.

“There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy”

  • Shakespeare

Also a good quote to keep you from veering too far off the track.


Pulling into the final station on our whistle-stop tour of the wildly illogical:

Argumentum Ad Populum:

(Yeah, I know. More Latin. Roughly translated it just means argument from the population/ masses. You could also think of it as: argument from the majority.)

There are three of this type of argument:

From Majority

From Tradition

From Authority.

I’ll address them together because they use the same reasoning to get where they’re going, they just aim at different targets.


First at the plate – majority:

Ever called somebody out on some piece of bad behavior only to be told, “But, everyone’s doing it.”?

(The parents feel this already. ‘If Tommy Anderson jumped off the bridge, would you jump off it too?’ Maybe I’m getting old. Do parents still say that?)

The “everybody’s doing it” part, that’s the fallacy. A majority of the populace can agree to something, and they can still be wrong.

Having numbers on your side doesn’t make you right. Neither does going along with the majority. Sometimes you’ll hear this version referred to as the Bandwagon Fallacy.

An easy example:

Probably a majority of small children in America believe in Santa Claus. Does it mean he exists because so many believe he does?


Second at bat: tradition:

Ever been told, “But we’ve always done it that way,”? Then you’ve been hit by, you’ve been struck by a smooth argument from tradition fallacy.

Just because a thing has been the case historically, that is no argument that it should be continued or approved of.

“Everyone used to keep slaves,” is not a reasonable argument for keeping slaves.

(No, there actually isn’t a reasonable argument for owning another human being. I know some idiots in the media have said something like the contrary. But they’re jackoffs and shouldn’t be listened to with a serious ear. Generally, don’t let jackoffs into your head, it never ends well.)

We’ve been pumping pollution into the air and water at huge rates since the beginning of the Industrial Revolution. That doesn’t make it right, and it isn’t a reasonable argument for us to keep doing it either.


And now, on cleanup: authority:

(parents will also recognize this one, from the other end.)

Ever been told, “Because I said so!”?

Yep, everyone of us, in all likelihood. I excuse exasperated parents, mainly because children aren’t logical. Not until about the age of 28, at any rate.

But there are plenty of other examples of people saying a thing is right and proper because someone in perceived authority said so.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a parent (in the case of adult children), the President, or God. An argument does not carry weight just because of the status of the person making it.

(Now, if someone is an authority/ expert in a given field, I usually give them the benefit of the doubt on factual matters pertaining to that field. I mean, I’d like to know everything about everything, I just don’t have the time. But I don’t accept their argument merely because they are an expert.)

In my experience, all arguments from authority boil down to: “Because I said so!”

But we’re grown and don’t have to take anyone’s word for anything.

Especially non-arguments like this.


That’s the eight we should all love to hate.

What do we do with this information?

(Thanks for asking. I knew I could count on you.)

For starters, learn to recognize them. You don’t have to point them out to everyone you notice using them; unless you are the occasional sleep deprived, too-literal asshole that lurks beneath my skin from time to time.

Just notice them.

As you notice them, and digest this information, you’ll be able to stop using them yourself. Around that same time, you’ll be able to stop people from using them against you.

(Now, there are plenty of other ways to persuade that don’t involve logic. But that’s a whole other series I’m not keen to fuck with just now.)

Do I think understanding these 8 fallacies will cure all the ills of our society? Fuck no. But being able to recognize them will make you a better thinker, and a better advocate for change.

Once you’ve figured these out, and mastered how to get around them, you can begin to teach others – mainly by example, and if they ask.

Maybe, just maybe, we’ll reach a critical mass at some point.

I don’t suggest you hold your breath, but it’s a lovely dream.

There really isn’t a conclusion to this essay that approaches satisfaction. Not for me anyways. I might write a final post that wraps everything up, if I recover from the writing of this one. I’ll think about it later.

For those of you whose thirst this essay has whetted, here are some links to more exhaustive resources:



and one more, just for fun:


And there is always S. Morris Engel’s Book: “With Good Reason”

I’m sure you can find that somewhere…

Until next time.




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Updates on Arguments…

So, it’s been a hot minute since the last installment of the Argumentation series.

It turns out understanding something and putting into a form that is readable, comprehensible, and enjoyable for others are very different animals.

The feed and stable costs alone…

But I digress.

Anyways, yeah, the primer on logical fallacies is coming, once I nail down a format that isn’t going to make either of our eyes spontaneously bleed.

I’m going to be explaining and giving examples for each, but I also want to be able to link to reliable outside sources. Something that you can dig into, if you want. Something that lets you explore a little more. And, unfortunately, Wikipedia – for as much as it is a handy reference – isn’t quite what I’m looking for here.

So, while the search continues, so does the wait.


To fill in the lonely moments between, I’m going to start posting about some of the good things I consume; movies, TV, books, maybe music.

Life can be a dour bitch as it is, and I’d like to brighten it up a bit with some things that make me happy. Maybe they’ll make you happy too.

Don’t think I’ll do proper reviews. Not just yet anyways.

Loving a thing and wanting to dissect it don’t share much space on the Venn diagram in my head. I’m weird that way.

But I’m not discounting the possibility, if I can come up with something cogent and interesting to say about the larger meaning/themes/motifs in any given work.

Again, no promises there.

In other news, I’ve been experimenting with new depression meds – under my doctor’s supervision – and they seem to be working well. They’ve given me the energy to come back here and post. I’m calling that a win.

I hope you’ve got a win of your own, no matter how small.

Until next time…

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