Wherefore by their Fruits, Episode 03 The Ferule, is now posted.
In which Princox discovers the true meaning of freedom, choice, necessity, and the need for corporal deterrence to urge conformity, particularly among the gentle sex of tender age.
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I have heard the bizarre rumor recently that some eccentric persons might not find chess to be a fascinating spectator sport, despite its frantic, kinetic action and breathtaking thrills.
In the picture above, I believe Ming of Mongo is attempting the Nimzo-Indian Defense but is being countered by the 4. e3 move by the psychopomp, ushering in the Rubinstein Complex. Or perhaps this is the Alatortsev variation being used in the opening to dodge the Exchange variation of the Queen’s Gambit Declined.
Without venturing my own opinion, I do think that if chess were fought as a bloody gladiatorial sport with living swordsmen dueling to the death before screaming crowds with glaring and sadistic eyes, death throes visible to all as lifeblood spurts into the hots sands of the arena, and all the living chessmen naked as jaybirds, this would add zest to an otherwise cerebral and tedious game.
After reading CHESSMAN OF MARS by Edgar Rice Burroughs in my youth, I have always thought that it was a requirement for every science fiction writer to invent at least one chess variation for his make-believe world, in order to give the place more character and versimilitude. Also to have at least one bloody gladiatorial scene, otherwise unjustified, crowbarred into the plot.
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I stumbled across video clip from a foreign movie that attracted my attention.
The film is called ちはやふる — and I cannot read Japanese, so I have no idea at first what this means or what the film was about. I can tell it is some sort of cardgame where the players slap cards through the air while displaying intense looks on their faces.
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