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PART III
CELIA ENTERED HER cabin just after noon to see Elliott doing exactly what she longed to do—sleep. She was still exhausted, although she had spent the week abed in a luxurious inn whilst Solomon and Orlando went visiting Amsterdam’s various apothecaries, midwives, and rumored witches to stock the ship’s apothecary and replace their instruments.
Indeed, their longboat was filled with their purchases.
But the deed was done and she was alive and walking, if not well or without a great deal of pain. With any luck, Elliott would soon be aboard the Silver Shilling and unable to tup her even if she wanted him to (which she most certainly did not at the moment), and she could present him with his child without having raised his hopes only to dash them.
After she had given Solomon a good drubbing for not explaining himself, he had described the mechanisms and drawn what he planned to do.
“Why, it will look like a purse!”
“If I do it correctly, it will, yes.”
“And it will hold the babe in?”
He glared at her. “Not if you tup anyone—including yourself. Orgasm stimulates the cervix.”
“Solomon,” she whined, “you know how I am when I am enceinte.”
“Jack! For once in your life, exercise some measure of control over your appetites!”
And so she would.
“I am in no condition to love you, Madam, if your intent is to discourage my amorousness with that sack,” Elliott muttered hoarsely from the bed, and she turned whilst in the process of pulling a shift over her head. “Leave it off and let me feel your body.”
She smiled for the first time in over a fortnight and discarded the garment before climbing over him gingerly, disrupting Dindi’s nap in the process.
He said nothing as she grunted and groaned her way to her side of the bed and then settled herself. He was on his side away from her and she pressed herself against his strong back. Between her unfeeling breasts and his bandages, there was little skin-to-skin contact but for his arse against her mound and their legs twining together.
“Explain your absence, Madam,” he said low, his voice rough, and it was then Celia realized he was angry.
Well, if he was going to be like that—
“No,” she said, turning over so that her back was to him and they did not touch.
“Why were you not here when I awoke from my surgery?”
“Elliott, I do not owe you an explanation for anything I do aboard this ship. I am the captain and you are an idler.”
“And I intend to rectify that in the morn, now that the Silver Shilling’s in port.”
Celia gasped and she struggled to sit up. “What manner of demon has possessed you that you sulk like a child who has been refused a toy? You knew before we left that I had to make for Solomon as soon as possible— Indeed, it was why we had to plan in such a rush. And never mind that the plan went off, although not without injuring many of us, and I hear from Nonny that you are indeed dead and buried in the family crypt. You just demand to know why I was not here to lick your wounds.”
He remained still a moment and then painstakingly turned onto his back. In the reflection of the noonday sun off the glass, she could see his haggard face. “I was … disappointed.”
“And I was disappointed you could not be at my side whilst Solomon cared for me,” she snapped back. No, he did not know her purpose, but she could not afford to tell him and anyroad, he should trust her!
His face hardened. “What is this mysterious malady that requires a university and ten days to live through?”
“I refuse to explain that to you,” she sniffed and looked away, knowing she was treading deep waters.
“Aye, well, your need to spill coin like rain might be considered a female malady.”
Enraged, she slapped him.
His big hand shot out to grip her chin and bring her down to him to kiss her.
God’s teeth, she was angry, but she knew neither of them were entirely rational. They were both of them in pain and each up to their gills in herb-riddled rum.
So she opened her mouth and pressed against him, gently smoothed the hair back from his temples where the sweat had dried and made it stick. His hand released her chin and swept around the back of her head to press her even closer, if that were possible.
She had not tasted this man in a fortnight. In between she had nearly killed him and then nearly killed herself and their child. Now she wouldn’t be able to welcome him back inside her body until the babe was born no matter how much she wanted to—
—which desire was, inexplicably, growing in spite of her pain, in spite of her goal.
“Can you mount me?” he rasped against her mouth.
“Nay,” she breathed, her kissing growing more fervent. “I cannot— We cannot— At all.”
“Why?!” he demanded in a harsh whisper.
“Elliott!” she cried. “I beg you trust me! I will not tell you, but if you cannot trust me regarding my own body, I … ”
Still they kissed. “You what?”
“Then … I see no reason for you to trust me with anything else. We might as well … part.”
He stiffened and pushed her away by her shoulders, staring at her with some horror. “You would leave me over this?”
She stared at him, confused, caught in her own impetuosity. Would she? What was worse, breaking his heart if his babe went the way of its siblings? Or not having him at all? “I … Nay,” she said finally, looking down and away. Her chest tight, remembering the moment Smitty had pronounced him dead in the water, she murmured, “Never. I gave you my word and I love you and I do not like being parted from you. But I wish you would not press me so. Grant me that much, at least. Please.”
His hand dropped. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him press his fingers into the bridge of his nose. “Very well,” he sighed after a long moment. “I gather your mother does not even know.”
“Nay,” Celia whispered. She unbound herself enough to lie crosswise on the bunk, laying her head on his chest. He brought his hand to her forehead and, with a finger, traced patterns over it, then her nose and her cheeks, smearing the tears that had begun to fall. “I thought I had killed you,” she whispered. “I didn’t want to leave you, but time was of the essence for me. Please understand.”
“I don’t,” he rumbled, “but I will not harry you again. I trusted you with my life—and my death. I cannot but trust you in this small thing.”
If you don’t want to wait 2 years to get to the end, you can buy it here.
Pirates!
Aye, a wee small thing indeed.
She really just doesn’t want to get his or her mother’s hopes up. That’s her sole reason for keeping it from them. Also, some things a woman has to grieve alone.
I was being a tad literal. But this will become known before the baby arrives.
“Also, some things a woman has to grieve alone.” <– *snap-snap* There's a dot in that galaxy I referred to below.
Her continued refusal to explain shit is mighty annoying. Chronic, long-term impetuousness. I doubt she’d get a second date from me, not that I was invited. She wouldn’t have a wake for me as I left her in mine.
*swish*
Dude, she can’t carry a baby to term. No woman wants to tell the man she loves that she’s pregnant if she knows she’s going to lose it.
She hasn’t told anyone, so we’re led to believe.
Per a couple of weeks ago:
And then Solomon proceeded to tell her she needed to have the surgery if she wanted to keep the child. Her officer corps knows.
I recall the need for her to find the specialized ‘doctor’ for her unspoken malady, which I deduced, but I also remember it being a secret to (pretty much) everyone, on purpose. I also admit that following serially muddles me.
Happily, thus far, I’ve also never been near being a father or anything resembling future-parenthood. I’m cheerfully ignorant of the personal and hormonal galaxy they reside in.
Me too. I actually can’t stand reading serially.
Seriously serial cereal stories certainly snarl at serious series’ seriously-silly scenes in sequence.
Shucks.
A brief OT wave from the castle. Can’t even read replies, sorry. Catch up later.
https://tenor.com/view/marla-hooch-league-of-their-gif-10570073
Wish I were built like her. “Use Marla’s bat: it’s heavier!”
Les cartes postales envoyées d’ici deviennent plus et plus pires.
Moj, I have a compliment for you for another time.
HA! My suspicion on first glance was correct!
That IS Bosse Field in Evansville, third oldest ballpark in the nation and home of the Racine Belles! Those signs are still up. Fond memories, there. Dad wrote a book about a ‘season’ he spent traveling with the Evansville Otters, a Frontier League team. That’s how he knew the third baseman and got him to pitch to my Little League team. And I broke his nose!
Be and rest well.
Yay! And you were barely alive then.
Apropos of nobody here now: “Ah like yer hair, cuz it’s short.” I just love this movie.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x_BYzj4jQEM
Eep, and now I’m afraid that might give the wrong idea about me. Will go back to my League DVD, or Harold and Maude.
An ex’s grandmother was a Peach, I think. And we three (he and his mother) saw Geena Davis in a diner here a zillion years ago.
Don’t be disrespectin’ catci like that. (Cheats.) Oooh. Ya really shouldn’t, Chekov.
So many films I haven’t seen. Apparently, not many saw that one, either.
An OT LOL…
I’m watching one of the ST:DS9 “alternate universe” episodes and because it’s S07 the lovely girl from Cube makes an appearance and because it’s “alternate” all the females need to lez out on occasion.
“TV you can’t make today”
The third season of The Rings of Power has a new trailer! Aren’t you excited?!
It pains me how stupid Amazon was with all this still.
I still maintain that content of the Silmarillion would be perfect for a strange sort of anthology series. Big budget, different creatives in charge of each release. Streaming is a unique platform perfectly suited. It never needed to be some traditional TV series. You’d have content for years. You didn’t need to be tethered to the idea of a single main character as the driving force and conventional storytelling.
Some characters would appear once. Some would be reoccurring. It’d be a unique project Hollywood history. Some one-off stories and overarching plotline of Sauron’s machinations building to an epic conclusion.
Some could have been 2 hours. Some 1 hour. Whatever needed to tell the story.
You should fund it.
(I’ve never opened the Simlarillion.)
I can pay the talent in Firsts.
Have I ever told the lot of you about the Firsting couch? It’s a rite of passage for all young Firsters.
Casting couches firsted before you firsted a couch, Mr… Crochety Crouch.
Think about it.
I believe I’ll be seeing Young Washington with the ‘rents tomorrow. Quite interested, am I. I believe the last flick I saw was when I saw the Dylan one with Mom.
Doing the (easy) math with my week’s pay today and I’m, uh. Huh! Today went quite well, though there was only enough ‘normal’ work to practice three or four times, it seems fairly conquered. (I was doing it the stupid way, I semi-discovered.) I’m rather pleased with myself.
JFC. My wife, a long-term government employee, put up better arguments against anarchism over drinks on the deck tonight than some commenters here on a libertarian site could put together yesterday morning.
I mean she’s still wrong, but she’s thought about this a grand total of less than 2 hours in her entire life. And ran circles around commenters here.
“Anarchy” is an amorphous term that purposefully has its own ‘meaning’ inside everyone’s own head or regurgitating mouth. The ‘no government at all’ version doesn’t make any biological, social, or philosophical sense. The rest is just whittling the meaning.
It’s a thousand voices screaming through another to distract from anything they share. See also: Snooker.
Yeah, I purposely avoided that sub-thread for exactly the reason that nobody agrees on WTF it actually is.
Waiwaiwai I thought anarchy involved glass bottles and gasoline.
Sometimes. Bring those and lots of laudanum. I’ve got some morphine. We’ll have a blast.
I went back to check on this as I was not there for it.
There is a distinction between hierarchy and government, but I tend to agree with Jarflax’s basic point. Inevitably people form hierarchies. It may start voluntary, but others may not be. We’ve seen hierarchies start voluntary and become anything but in real history.
The right to secede would have been recognized by the founders and by most Americans right up until the Civil War and now serious people view that idea as a settled constitutional matter because Lincoln provoked a war over it and won.
You can describe plenty of interactions we have under government as anarchic in the sense that they aren’t controlled, coerced, or forced, but they all take place under the looming threat of government intervention if such tactics are used. Every interaction without government wouldn’t necessarily be resolved by violence, but inevitably someone out there will use violence and the person better at it will assume control.
Unless you have some answer that would prevent conflict resolution devolving into force, then something at least resembling primitive government seems inevitable. People are calling it utopian because that’s human nature and it’s observed throughout human history. In the absence of order at least some people will prey upon one another and make others subservient. They will take resources. They will make others work for them. You can call that whatever you want at the end of day, but it’s going to stop being voluntary association.
You didn’t really respond and address any of that. You didn’t provide any alternatives to it or ways to prevent it. And you haven’t told us what your wife argued that you found more credible or convincing.
The world isn’t a closed system and even if you had a culture that accepted voluntary cooperation it will run into people who don’t agree upon the terms with which you have agreed to live. And keeping such a system of cooperation among a sizable population will be increasingly difficult over time.
So I don’t think anyone failed to respond adequately at all. This has been written about for centuries and it’s why most just shrug their shoulders and accept *some* government as a necessary evil.
I’d be interested in rebuttals or even what your wife said if you feel like sharing with the class.
But I don’t think there was any reason for any other party involved in that conversation to walk away feeling like the idea of anarchy was workable and you barely put up a real fight over it. So it’s strange to me that you’d come back a day later and kind of make a call-out post as if you won some discussion that you started and then left pretty quickly.
Abner Doubleday Threw out the first pitch of the Civil War.
Did you offer your wife anything resembling an explanation of how your anarchic society will prevent power seekers from taking control without in the process exercising control over someone against their will by force or threat of force? Exercising control over people by force or threat of force regardless of their will is the crux of what anarchism wants to abolish right? That’s my whole point in this, that an anarchic society will either fail because someone outside comes in and imposes a government, malefactors inside will assume control and function as a government, or in the process of avoiding the first two possibilities end up as a government, which at logical minimum imposes control on those seeking to impose control against their will (which is pretty much the Minarchy I would like to see).
Utopian does not mean perfect in every way. It means impossible fantasy, it’s from the Greek meaning No Place.
Are you now claiming that asserting one’s negative rights, through force if necessary, is “imposing control” on others “against their will”?
It’s funny how ‘lack of government’ has to do something that no government in history has managed…
And again with the etymological pedantry.
@ES – Exactly right. The correct comparison is not perfection; the correct comparison is the status quo.
How so? I intentionally avoided the term ‘anarchy’ in favor of something less fluid in definition, just to be more clear.
It’s the defining characteristic of government. I am not imposing a requirement I am describing the point at which an association shifts from voluntary to governmental. It’s a freaking tautology. If your voluntary anarchy acts as a government it becomes a government
@ES – That was a response to (((Jarflax.
@(((Jarflax – It’s awful hard to have a discussion with someone who’s making up things I said in their head.
That was a reply to ES “It’s funny how ‘lack of government’ has to do something that no government in history has managed…” not you CP What precisely have I made up?
Ev is right that anarchy/anarchism has a, shall we call it, spectrum of meanings. Which makes any discussion of it subject to motte-and-baileying.
There’s also the problem that government also has a spectrum of meanings, including totalitarian nation-states, monarchies, theocracies, mandiranates, etc.
There’s a saying that if you are arguing definitions, you are losing. Which I find bizarre and wrong-headed. Regardless, without a shared and stable definition of essential terms, discussions are likely to be pointless.
And yes, you cannot have a stable social arrangement for large numbers of human beings, which are innately territorial and status-seeking/hierarchical, without some kind of organization that, at a minimum, serves as the final arbiter of disputes, with force as necessary. You can argue this position from either the historical fact that no anarchic society of any size has ever sustained itself, or more from first principles based on human nature.
There’s definitely some spectrum happening here.
I think you almost put your finger on it here – “…you cannot have a stable social arrangement for large numbers of human beings, which are innately territorial and status-seeking/hierarchical,…” Period. Full stop. End of discussion (and probably the beginning of a new one, but hey.)
ES, that is the crux of what I am saying. I am not in anyway saying that the government which will inevitably form in an anarchy will be stable, it won’t. It will increase its power until it breaks in some way and whatever replaces it will then follow the same path. But you do see that this fact makes anarchy impossible beyond a very brief (and purely hypothetical) initial period right?
I suspect it comes down to what you mean by “stable”, Evil.
Pot stirred. Well played, Chipping.
E, are you bored / staying up?
I’ll be up for a bit but I can’t do talking.
K, another time.
(A loaded cactus in the first act will go off in the third?) 😉
I saw! (Read.) Apparently the Pittster sang a LynSkyn song that didn’t make the soundtrack. I doubt that’s a spoiler. (Oh. Well. I can imagine it could be.)
Oooh. Send something to evan g mathews at the gmailster. Texting sounds easiest and folk here won’t have to see our chitchattery.
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While perusing yesterday’s links I came across Salon’s screed arguing yet again that antifa isn’t a legit threat. It’s funny that it mentioned unnamed officials who refuse to even do briefings on it because they dismiss the admin.
The argument is the same we’ve all heard. No overarching structure. Band of loosely affiliated people with no hierarchy. Which is in itself nonsense. There is hierarchy. There are organizers.
But the same arguments could be applied to right wing extremism which they have no problem giving briefings on and routinely identify as the gravest terrorism threat we actually face. There’s god knows how much right wing “hate” groups out there with god knows how many ideological differences. When a loony racist kills people, they are quick to blame this or that particular individual with no connection for their rhetoric even when tangible connections aren’t there and it doesn’t even make sense. If some neo Nazi shoots up a synagogue, they’ll somehow blame Trump for spreading fascism despite his rabid pro-Israel stance.
They can technically claim that terrorism cells are still part of a larger group, but we see self-radicalized Islamists kill people on the regular in the West. No one says they aren’t a threat because they aren’t part of a larger group. The idea that motivates them and the signs they’ve fallen into the extreme end are what we’re told to look for.
The idea unifying people calling themselves antifa is simple enough. It’s the ridiculous notion that fascism is truly descending on the country (which is honestly crazier than any right winger I’ve seen who thinks white replacement theory is real). These people have killed and caused incredible amounts of property damage across the country. It’s all documented.
They go on to try and tie it to potential civil rights abuses that could theoretically occur. Of course, there’s nothing said about the civil rights abuses that have occurred going the other way. Maybe the problem isn’t a war on antifa, but the idea of terrorism and anti-terrorism laws which are incoherent in the first place. Crazy thought.
“No overarching structure. Band of loosely affiliated people with no hierarchy.” Ah, Christians c. 100 AD, eh? Ah! Li’l roustabouts, they were!
I don’t see a difference between today’s ‘Left’ and back-then’s Protestants (or Catholics) pushing against ecumenical tenements of ‘faith.’ The same parts of the brain lighting up. Most don’t even know what they believe, let alone why they believe it. It just makes ’em feel good. Raised that way. (Or perhaps converted!! *furiously fans self*)
The puppeteers take advantage. Rinse, repeat.
Such horseshit. AFA is ‘loosely organized’ in exactly the same way that the IRA, Red Army Faction, and Action-Directe were in the 60’s and 70’s, all the way up through AQ in the 2000s. Because the cell structure works really well.
Sean is late, even for a Saturday.
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Traffic. 🤪
I hope you were replying to Hyperbole not Slum! Sex trafficking is bad!
Needs more information:
Arrow Strikes person at Orange County Fair, police investigating
Happy national wine and cheese day!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8Eqgz3rL3k
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lol That is gayer than the original.
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Good mornin’ to all the week enders that think Saturday is a day off.
Maybe from paid labor but not from all those personal chores that weren’t done during the week.
Not only is it a day off, I am officially on vacation in Maine
Are you running for senate?
I trust you are preparing to go catch some fish.
MN changed the law here this year, Catch and Release is open year ’round with Catch and Keep having seasons.
I think that’s the way it works. There is a year ’round hunting season as well for some, called Shoot and Miss.
Apparently that’s the one I have used during the prescribed seasons.
Well, he is a Nazi….
Isn’t trans Nazi the minimum standard now?
Good morning, 4(20), slummy, ChipP, rhy, Sean, Ted’S., (((Jarfy, and Teh Hype!
Mornin’ GT, et al.
How’s it going, (((Jarf?
Well, I am being accused of dishonest argument by someone who I think is being incoherent and ignoring or at least not actually responding to my point above, so obviously I am insane because I am having this argument again, but on the whole pretty good. How about you?
I’m out on my back patio (AKA Tranquility Base) where it’s sunny and a comfortable 63 degrees, drinking iced mocha latte and listening to Renaissance-era music while surfing the Web, so I think I can safely say life is good without getting into a “debate” over an ever-shifting definition of “good.”
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That was a clavier comment
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The Mute function isn’t sticky on Firefox / Android. Has anyone else seen this?
suh fam
what’s goody yo