The Editor’s Notes
I begin this issue with some topless chicks in short skirts…
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Letters to the Editor
from A.X. Perez, L. Neil Smith, and Jeff Fullerton
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Edumacation
by L. Neil Smith
For quite a while now, the boob-tube has been filled with coverage of various Board of Education meetings around the country attended by parents murderously angry that their kids are being forcibly indoctrinated with utter claptrap like CRT, which apparently stands for Communist Racist Toxin, a new and poisonous religion where the color of your skin is an Original Sin for which you will be made to suffer no matter what you think, do, or say. My wife Cathy, passing by the TV set half a dozen times a day, invariably shouts, “Take your children out of school!”. This essay is admiringly dedicated to her.
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Gaslight and Shadows
by Sarah A. Hoyt
I’ve never consciously seen gaslight, which seems almost impossible, frankly, since when I grew up lighting in Portugal was a patchwork of various methods of making it light when it was dark out. If you think it’s hard wiring Victorians on wood frame, imagine that to wire (or plumb) a house you’d have to go through sometimes foot-thick stone walls. So, people would have wiring in the living room, sometimes the kitchen, then the rest of the house, you’d have candles, or oil lamps or whatever. In fact,t he electricity service was so unreliable, that even if your house was fully wired, like my parents’ (built in 68) you always ended up having a back up system (mostly oil lamps, though sometimes candles. Depending on the ability of oil.) But I don’t think Portuguese houses were ever plumbed for gas lighting. They’re not plumbed for cooking gas. Instead you get the “tanks” delivered. Propane, like what you use for your grill.
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