What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve?

Happy New Year to all on the Gregorian calendar. Happy Wednesday/Thursday to all.

https://indiaandersonmusic.bandcamp.com/track/what-are-you-doing-new-years-eve

cover of the album MIDWINTER by India Anderson

illustration: a line drawing of a tuba in front of a Christmas tree
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Magnet of Dull

I watched Melville’s 1963 film L’aîné des Ferchaux (“The Elder Son of the Ferchaux Family”, also known as Magnet of Doom or An Honorable Young Man). It’s got some reputation as a road movie, and for the first half of its run is pretty interesting. Michel Maudet, a Frenchman with Italian ancestry who tries to make it as a boxer, is played by Jean-Paul Belmondo, a Frenchman with Italian ancestry who tried to make it as a boxer.

French poster for the Melville movie
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Of Men and Mollusks

Came across this choice bit of abuse this afternoon:

πλεύμονα ατν κάλει κα γράμματον κα πατενα κα πόρνον.
—Diogenes Laertius 10.8

I render this as: “He <Epicurus> calls him <Democritus> a mollusk and an illiterate and a cheat and a whore.”

A photograph of an oyster, as an example of a mollusk or atomist philosopher.
Democritus, as described by Epicurus

I’m pretty confident about everything but the last word. Sex words in ancient languages are somewhat difficult to translate because the dictionaries have traditionally been prissy on these dangerous subjects. LSJ squirmingly defines πόρνος as “catamite; sodomite”… as if same-sex activity between men weren’t widely acceptable in the ancient Greek world. The newish (2021) Cambridge Greek Dictionary does better, defining πόρνος as “male prostitute; rent boy.”

That male sticks in my craw, though. (Don’t go sticking things in my craw.) I think there’s a widespread presumption among modern English speakers that terms about sex-workers are feminine by default, so that the term whore would misgender the Greek word (and atomist philosopher). 

But rent boy, though contemptuous, is light-hearted, whereas whore seems like an angrier word, a closer match to the Greek. I could render πόρνος as male whore, but that would endorse the (incorrect) assumption that male sex-workers are some kind of anomaly.

I realize that I have just written more than 150 words about one word. If you have a philologist in your life, that won’t surprise you. If you don’t… well, count your blessings, I guess.

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Et Thew, Brute?

Some discussion of thews and thewbilation in the Sword and Sorcery Tavern on Discord made me curious about the etymology of thew.

I consulted my friend, the democratic AHD, and it hit me in the face with this.

thew (thyoo)
n. often thews
1. Muscular power or strength.
2. A well-developed sinew or muscle: "sinews of steel, thews of iron, abdomen like one of those old-time washing boards" (Michael Kelly).
Middle English, individual habit, virtue, strength (sense influenced by sinew), from Old English theaw, a custom, habit.
thew'y adj.

American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fifth Edition Copyright ©
2011- by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Publishing Company. Published by Houghton Mifflin Harcourt Publishing Company. All rights reserved. © 2011~ Enfour, Inc.

Did not expect it to derive from a word meaning “habit; custom”. That seems a pretty abstract origin for such a fleshy word. But I guess you don’t develop thews in the modern sense without the habit of exercise. Or so I’m told by those who have them.

I like the word thewy, though, and I wish it would come into more general use.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

“Thewy.”

Orel’s Handbook of Germanic Etymology (my go-to resource in these matters) didn’t help any, so I slouched over to the tyrant OED. No further etymology was available, but there was a lot of historical stuff about the meandering usage of the word in modern English.

For instance, it used to refer to “physical good qualities, features, or personal endowments” generally.

3. plural. Physical good qualities, features, or personal endowments.
3.a. † generally (e.g. the fair features or lineaments of a woman).
Obsolete.
1567
1567
Dost thou thinke.. that doltish sielie man, The thewes of Helens passing forme may iudge, or throughly scan?
G. Turberville, translation of Ovid, Heroycall Epistles 94'
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I leaue her thewes untoucht, wherein she may compare With heauenly Peeres, such feature falles on earthly creatures rare.
G. Turberville, translation of Ovid, Heroycall Epistles

The Turberville quotes made me wonder: how ripped was Helen? Homer is silent on this important subject; modern storytellers will have to ask and answer the question.

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Permanent Records

I’ve been dabbling in the used-record market to feed the maw of my newish turntable. One thing I’ve really wanted was Cal Tjader’s Tjader Plays Mambo (1956), which is long out of print.

I managed to find a copy in the old red vinyl format that Fantasy Records used in the 50s (along with Tjader Plays Tjazz which is a fun album, but less of a must-have).

Photo of two red vinyl records, half-emerged from their sleeves: TJADER PLAYS TJAZZ (1954) and TJADER PLAYS MAMBO (1956).

The discs themselves are less than pristine (few of us are as we approach our 70s), but it’s hard to express how magical these things are to my eye and ear. Vinyl in general is less common nowadays, but translucent vinyl in bright colors is often seen in modern issues.

But these Fantasy discs were the only red records in my parents’ pretty extensive stacks of wax. And, when we (my siblings and me) played them out of curiosity, the music was wildly fascinating. The vibes from those vibraphones went right through my head, leaving trails of light behind them.

There are other great jazz vibraphonists, I know, but Tjader is still the guy on whom I rely for the vibes.

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October 23: The Day of Might

At the Fortress of Engitude, we’re celebrating the Day of Might, proclaimed by the late, unceasingly great Howard Jones as a day for celebrating sword and sorcery, heroic fantasy, and heroic fiction generally.

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Joys of Analogue Media

One of the long-lost pleasures of vinyl that I’m recently recovering is going through stacks of used LPs at record stores. These are thinner on the ground than they were in the 20th C, but when I find one I almost always come away with something great.

The sleeves of 3 LP records: Orff’s CARMINA CATULLI (Philadelphia Orchestra conducted by Ormandy), Prokofiev’s ALEXANDER NEVSKY (NY Philharmonic, conducted by Schippers), & Mahler’s Symphony Number 1 (Columbia Symphony Orchestra, conducted by Walter).

I don’t remember being crazy about Orff’s Carmina Catulli, but it is the most famous setting of Catullus’ verse, which I’m teaching again next semester in my Upper Latin class.

There’s some Latin in Prokofiev’s Alexander Nevsky, too: the villainous Crusaders mysteriously intone some sinister-sounding Latin phrases that don’t turn out to mean much. (Peregrinus expectavi pedes meos in cymbalis: “I, a pilgrim, awaited my feet in the cymbals”.) This cantata early went into my mental soundtracks, and a couple scenes in Morlock stories are choreographed to different sections.

There’s no Latin or Greek in the Mahler, unless you count the symphony’s nickname, but that’s okay. I’m not usually crazy about Mahler’s vocal music.

Also: Past-Me did Present-Me a solid by ordering a bunch of books that arrived today, just in time for a weekend when I’ll have very little time for reading. I fall upon the thorns of life; I shrug.

photo of paperback books: HUMANS, ENOUGH, TWO MUCH, TRUST ME ON THIS, and DANCING AZTECS by Donald Westlake; RED CENT and PLUGGED NICKEL by Robert Campbell
photo of a paperback (BROTHERS KEEPERS by Westlake), a black-and-white art book (THE BEST OF STEPHEN FABIAN), and two hardback books (THE BEST FROM F&SF, 9th and 13th Series)
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For the Record…

I finally replaced the turntable that broke a couple of moves ago, and have been enjoying long soaks in analogue sound. It’s fun to finally listen to the vinyl I’ve been buying to support bands over the last few years, & also to drag old favorites out of boxes in the basement.

4 album sleeves: the Wolverines Classic Jazz Orchestra (but not the one you’re probably thinking of), an album of Prokofiev’s music (“Lt. Kijé Suite”, “Suite from Live for 3 Oranges”, “Classical Symphony “), an SP by the Fearless Flyers, “Nouvelles Aventures” by Calibro 35).

The Prokofiev is the first album I bought with my own money. Weird that I still have it when so many other things and people have been lost over the years.

The aforesaid boxes are completely disorganized, so discoveries are somewhat random. Can’t find my Yes albums, Hendrix, or Lamont Cranston. I did find some of the original non-musical Cranston. Remember kids: the weed of crime bears bitter fruit!

Photo of an album containing 2 episodes of the old radio show THE SHADOW. The cover art is from THE SHADOW MAGAZINE for Sept 1, 1936 and shows the eponymous character holding a theatrical mask.
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This Means Snore: THE WAR OF THE ROSES by William Adler

I’ve never seen the Danny De Vito film The War of the Roses (1989). It came out during the first Christmas season that I celebrated with my first wife and my first child. I had lots of things to occupy me in those days, and going to see a dark comedy about a nasty divorce didn’t seem like a worthwhile thing to add to the list. Much later on I had my own divorce to contend with, and a movie like that seemed still less appealing.

But a remake has just been released (The Roses, 2025), featuring Olivia Coleman and Benedict Cumberbatch. I like both those actors, and may eventually see the newer movie. But, in looking into it, I found that both movies were based on a novel by William Adler.

I don’t know if you knew this about me, but I’ll read a book occasionally. I looked up Adler’s The War of the Roses (Warner Books, 1981) and read it on Saturday. A few days later, the book is still banging around in my thoughts, so I’ll try and exorcise it with a review.

Though the book has a number of things going for it, on balance I didn’t like it much. De gustibus etc. I can’t really talk about the things I liked and didn’t like without indulging in spoilers, so if you want to read the book and haven’t yet, you might want to stop here.

The cover of the first edition of Adler’s THE WAR OF THE ROSES. The cover illustration shows a wedding cake surrounded by barbed wire. Atop the cake, the bri
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CW: Trumpolatry

Many things about Trumpism are disgusting, but there’s a specific kind of abject ecstacy in Trumpolatry that is really repulsive. “It’s like something from Tacitus,” I always think. Today I ran across the quote I’d been not-quite remembering.

clamor vocesque vulgi ex more adulandi nimiae et falsae: quasi dictatorem Caesarem aut imperatorem Augustum prosequerentur, ita studiis votisque certabant, nec metu aut amore, sed ex libidine servitii.

Tacitus, Historiae 1.90

“The shouting and the slogans of the crowd were over-the-top and dishonest—as if they were honoring the dictator Julius or the emperor Augustus. They were competing with worship and prayers not from fear or love, but from the lust of servitude.”

Libido servitii “the lust of servitude”: that’s the behavior of Trumpists (e.g. Howard Lutnick, Jeanine Pirro, Pam Bondi, etc) in a nutshell. (The crowd in the quote is an assembly summoned by the usurper Otho, much like a Trumpist rally.)

When Howard Lutnick raises his chin and moans in bearded ecstacy about the glories of “this president”, I hear echoes of that rally for Otho almost 2000 years ago.

Otho was emperor for about four months. Just tossing that out there.

visual example behind the cut
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