Get it right first time! Or Imperial Japan Will shut that shit down. My parents are going to be flying over to Taiwan to visit me in mere hours, so here's a short piece that's vaguely related. On October 5, 1931, residents of East Wenatchee, Washington had the privilege of having the Miss Veedol crash … Continue reading Miss Veedol Haiku
A draft of this uploaded before. This was a glitch. It was not meant to happen. Enjoy the completed post. Is it Prussian Court Or pit of hissing vipers? Same thing. Run, Vicky! Victoria, Princess Royal, and Empress of Germany for a hot second, could have averted some bad shit that happened in the 20th … Continue reading Victoria, Princess Royal
Always known drunkard Would wind up the death of him, Shocked it's not John A. It is a truth universally acknowledged by Canadian historians that if you were an anglophone of any note in 19th century Canada, there was an even chance you were a Scot. George Brown (Father of Confederation, founder of the Toronto … Continue reading George Brown Haiku
Can you believe her? Couldn't birth son, had a mouth. Slice through little neck. Today must be a short one, and so I cover someone known well enough that I can just give my opinion on her. My opinion: fuck you, Henry VIII. Yep, the lack of a male heir was a major problem. And … Continue reading Anne Boleyn Haiku
Values to impart - Rectitude, kindness to dogs, Being tough as balls. A little late for Remembrance Day proper, I know, but I choose to recognize the day by writing about the career soldier nearest to my black and crusty heart: my own paternal grandfather. (It is late because it kept raining on my face.) … Continue reading Ivan Ehler Haiku
When I was your age, We'd walk miles, uphill, both ways, Just to fight Nazis. Remembrance Day is tomorrow, so it seems only proper to dedicate the next few posts to related topics. So let's start with Tommy Prince, the most decorated First Nations soldier in Canadian history. Tommy Prince was born in Brokenhead Ojibway … Continue reading Tommy Prince Haiku
Blackest nightmares of Funeral directors spring From counting red sheep. On my family tree, you can find my Great Grandfather Frank Lewis and his brother Austen. Both scarpered from their upper class British family to make it in North America. The former worked his way across as a stoker and become a union man while … Continue reading Jessica Mitford Haiku
