Wednesday, September 10, 2025

 

Two Thieves burn a witch alive

 

STARVATION & GLUTTONY IN A DARK WITCH-HAUNTED FOREST

https://jacquescoulardeau.medium.com/starvation-and-gluttony-in-a-dark-witch-haunted-forest-ab57eb86b3c7

 


Stephen King has been mellowing a lot in the most recent years of this century. I guess he must be surrounded by great-grandchildren who want stories that do not frighten them too much.

 

Victor Hugo wrote poems for his grandchildren. They were nice, funny, but did not have the frightening tone of Notre Dame de Paris nor the terrorizing tone of Les Misérables. They were just rhyming rhythmic poems that sounded nice in the evening on a very simple tone.


 

The two kids only push the witch into the furnace and lock the door behind her. And the witch hardly yells, does not curse, and does not even call for the Devil, Satan, to rescue her. And actually, this Belzebuth does not come to help her.

 

The two brats, in other words, have the last word and can even steal the witch’s diamonds, rubies, emeralds, gold, and a few other things of value. Come on, children, please select the witch in your neighborhood you want to torture and hassle, and go ahead, do it with gusto and passion. Witches deserve to die in exquisite suffering. And don’t panic if the w<itch reveals herself to be a wizard. Those beings very often seem to be hermaphrodites, like snails

 


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Rewriting the Grimm Brothers is difficult, even for Stephen King.

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STARVATION & GLUTTONY IN A DARK WITCH-HAUNTED FOREST

by Jacques Coulardeau

2025 • Éditions La Dondaine, Medium.com

5 Pages

Early Childhood Education,  *  Folk and Fairy Tales,  *  Burnout,  *  Brothers Grimm,  *  Hunger and development




Sunday, September 07, 2025

 

Supercallousfascistracistsexistnazipotus, on MyTube maybe on YourTube

  

TAMED CATASTROPHIC APOCALYPSE SPARED TO OUR MODEST EYES!

https://jacquescoulardeau.medium.com/tamed-catastrophic-apocalypse-spared-to-our-modest-eyes-751a40b9f729

 


Not much to say on this film. One more film of the schoolbook cinema of Senator McCarthy. In fact, it is a cookbook. The Cook Book of the Pentagon on how to cook or simmer the audience of films to make them ready for consumption in the rising Cold War.

 

When you have said that, you can add the chapter is air travel. Security is practically nonexistent in the film. They smoke everywhere and all the time. The only thing it targets is how to monitor the behavior of passengers trapped in a flying death machine when the impending crash is announced.

 

Lack of imagination? Certainly not. Just prudence and caution to ensure people will accept the catastrophe and say nothing, not even a collective prayer. You can cry. You can have a tantrum, provided it is limited in time and intensity. And then you trust the pilot who is going to make the collective death of the crash as easy-going as possible.

 

That was a time when the audience was gullible and naively half-witted, and when I say half, I am probably generous.


 

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1954 was a year of traumatic stress in the White House and the Pentagon. Senator McCarthy is playing Savior.

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TAMED CATASTROPHIC APOCALYPSE SPARED TO OUR MODEST EYES!

by Jacques Coulardeau

2025 • Éditions La Dondaine, Medium.com

5 Pages

Moral Panic,  *  Miracles,  *  Air Travel,  *  Obedience to authority,  *  Military Aircraft Crash Sites


Friday, September 05, 2025

 

When McCarthy was educating the world in the 1950s

 

THE FLYING ISLAND PLUMMETED INTO THE SKY OF OBLIVION

https://jacquescoulardeau.medium.com/the-flying-island-plummeted-into-the-sky-of-oblivion-fe0aa7835b34

 


That was a time when the cinema thought they had to educate the masses of ignorant and hardly literate people in the world by showing them what courage and stamina were from an American point of view. And to make sure they got the proper ideas and the right impressions, they doubled up the visual and visible action with an unbearable voice-over, the voice-over of Free America.

 

The film might have been slightly more able to survive special effects and modern digitized technology, the time of the robots, as Melania Trump would say, if they had used the camera as being the teacher selecting actions and scenes to demonstrate what courage means in the flesh and in the minds of the five people stranded in the iced vastness of the Great North of Greenland or Canada.

 

But in  1953, under the pressure of a certain McCarthy against the communist influence in  Hollywood, even accusing Charlie Chaplin of being a Soviet puppet, it was impossible for the new generations of average artists who had taken over the whole apparatus of Hollywood studios to see beyond the tip of their noses, and I say noses to remain polite. They favored the good old pedagogy of repeating some mottoes and then having the audience repeat them together like mantras with a prayer mill.

 


That was without considering the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Bob Dylman, Joan Baez, Jimi Hendrix, and so many more who used their words to open our eyes onto the world seen from an existential point of view, from a heartfelt and mindful and serenely meditative vista that spoke to the deepest self of the audience, the whole audience in the whole world. We would say today, the global audience.

 

One of the rare artists from this generation of anti-communist and pro-capitalistic B-Series artists will survive oblivion because he managed to be elected President of the USA for two terms. That was after the defeat in Vietnam, which proved that the repetitive recording plugged into your ears while sleeping, like in A Brave New World, did not work at all. Reagan was a mediocre actor on the screen, but he was a perfect actor for the White House.



 

God Bless All The Children! Born in that new age, they had to be ready for the new wars of the future in  Ukraine, in  Gaza, in Sudan, and in some other places. They were self-centered enough, illiterate enough too, as swift as a smartphone with an AI in its microchips to be oblivious of the simple fact that the dogs barking next door were simply being tortured into death by some genocidal, tyrannical minds. They continue every day listening to their smartphonic voices that tell them the world is finally at peace and happy. Amen. Do not forget the “Amen” of “In God We, The People, Trust.”

 

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You can't survive a traumatic catastrophe if you do not stick to the group and its leader

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THE FLYING ISLAND PLUMMETED INTO THE SKY OF OBLIVION

by Jacques Coulardeau

2025 • Éditions La Dondaine, Medium.com

4 Pages

Survival Analysis,  *  Aviation,  *  Courage,  *  Polar Climate,  *  Lost Space,  *  Silent and Oral Reading Stamina




Monday, September 01, 2025

 

Polynesian biftec-frites

 

HILARIOUS MATRYOSHKA

https://jacquescoulardeau.medium.com/hilarious-matryoshka-5fda2257bacb

 


If you like these Russian dolls, you will feel at home. The poor Amelia, guided, or rater misguided by Donovan is trying to find the truth about her father, but every time she enters one role her father might be playing, it is only a covering, and she finds out there is another role, just one skin deeper, and that can go on forever, though normally it should only count seven skins, no more.

 


In this small “French” Polynesian island in the South Pacific, life is like farniente in Heaven, though it is in fact, for some you will not see, ethical slavery in Hell. Donovan is Satan in this Inferno. But Amelia will have to count on the three children, her one brother, and two sisters. She will be helped by the local Catholic priest, who is only interested in getting the roof of his church repaired. She will also discover the truth, all by herself.

 


All that monopoly game for 18 million US dollars is hilarious, from one qui pro quo to another misleading untruth, and then to the next truthful lie. Anyone sane would become insane, crazy, in one word, a ZANI or a smart Dummkopf, but then they might be able to speak German. Interesting. If they turned into smartphones, they could speak SMS or TXT. That’s the new literacy. But the shrew will be tamed with a good spank and a couple of kisses, certainly not on her bubble butt. Let’s say it looked like a French Kiss. Normal since the closest city is French Tahiti.



HILARIOUS MATRYOSHKA

by Jacques Coulardeau

2025 • Éditions La Dondaine, Medium.com

5 Pages

Inheritance Law,  *  Taming of the Shrew,  *  Tahiti,  *  languages of the Pacific and Southeast Asia,  *  Unmarried,  *  Fornication





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