Yeah. I used to go to the local Sisters in Crime luncheons with my mother, and the guest speakers were always instructive ... sometimes terrifyingly so.
The twenty-year veteran homicide detective, I think. The case he related about the mother who'd killed her child while on PCP (or LSD?) was particularly gruesome.
On the other hand, now that I'm going to be in a better location for traveling on the Metro, I might be able to join back up and go to the luncheons. Though from what I recalled the local chapter of Sisters in Crime might have well been named "Genteel Retirees Murder and Tea Society"
Why, I've heard tales where a king fancied a girl tricked out like a boy, and didn't know he'd got a girl, even after they were in bed
Seriously? Granted that kings aren't selected for their brains, but that's just a wee bit implausible. Even a half-assed editing job ought to have pegged that as a problem.
Was Richard particularly stupid? I know he was pretty terrible as King of England and didn't spend time there if he could avoid it anyway, but really, there's willing to ignore your intuition, and just plain DIM.
My God. I'm trying to imagine the sex scene where Richard I, who definitely knew what a boy should look like, mistook a girl for a boy. Did he think 'he' was castrated, or just incredibly poorly endowed? That's not bad history, that's just plain bad writing.
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Yeah. I used to go to the local Sisters in Crime luncheons with my mother, and the guest speakers were always instructive ... sometimes terrifyingly so.
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On the other hand, now that I'm going to be in a better location for traveling on the Metro, I might be able to join back up and go to the luncheons. Though from what I recalled the local chapter of Sisters in Crime might have well been named "Genteel Retirees Murder and Tea Society"
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(That was intended very much as a compliment.)
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Seriously? Granted that kings aren't selected for their brains, but that's just a wee bit implausible. Even a half-assed editing job ought to have pegged that as a problem.
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"Then I met you. Did I think you were a boy when we went to bed the first time? Yes Alix, I did."
I couldn't make this shit up.
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"But what's wrong with Horrie?" said the convenient bride. "I was named after Mr. Walpole after all."
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[I should point out that the above is not a quote from the book (which I no longer own a copy of) but merely a paraphrase.]
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