night encouners

TWO SHIPS AT NIGHT

A Wish and a Fear,

Simultaneously, eh?

By Izzy Ess of Noblesse Oblige

Two ships just passing in the night, at risk for accidents, may hit each other stern to stern, or sidle up so gently that exchange of personnel becomes a possibility.  Exchange of fluids, could occur, but then a disengagement must ensue, without entanglements.  If not, one ship will be unbalanced and may not be able to push off.  The other ship will be obliged to sink the other, killing all the sailors, or it will be kind and tow the ship, at great expense for everyone, to safety in a haven where the personnel of both will be enamoured with each other and restart a kinder kind of high society.

Contentment, not malaise,

would then prevail.  Greed, gluttony and murder,

coveting, prevarication and

the sloth would vanish.  Lust would turn to love

and many babies would be born in bliss

and happiness.  The sunshine would be brighter

and be full of  ultraviolet

For growing everything with green leaves, eh?

Or, one might say it would predict the Green

Peace Movement that is seen, today.  In any

Case, the ship that towed the other showed

A Menschlichen good trait that would have led

to PEACE ON EARTH, GOOD WILL TOWARD MEN AND WOMEN

AND THEIR CHILDREN.  Hallelujah and Amen!

Who knows what would have happened had the Hebrews

Better tolerated dogmata

A little different than their own.  Then they

Would have made peace with Babylonians

And Persians and Mesopotamians.

The Canaanites, in fact, made friends quite easily

Amongst the peoples of the Mediterranean

And they opened up

Commercial trading all around their world.

If Hebrews would have been more friendly there

Might have been established another atmosphere

Of understanding and of mutual

Respect.  Instead, they maintained very strict

Adherence to their dogmata.  They did

Help abetting  the constant fighting that

Has been a feature of the Middle East.

The Hebrews could have joined with the swifter

Sailing Phoenicians, also known as Canaanites

Or Lebanese.  In trading honestly

With all the people, there had been exchange

Of notions that would show that people are

Just people,  whatever philosophy

They held, so dear, at costs of lives and property.

Ishmael and Isaac were half-brothers, allegorically.

The Jews and Arabs could have kissed and made

Up, peacefully, some thousand years before

The temple at Jerusalem was built.

The blood of innocents would not have been

Shed, needlessly.  Perhaps, I am a pollyana,

But I see no reason why

The present Peace Talks cannot be successful,

Eh?

IT’S NOT TOO LATE, in my opinion!  STOP THE BLOODSHED!  Share some chicken soup and halvah, lox and bagels, falafel and even pork, the other white meat.  Its really luscious when prepared with care and understanding that death will not occur because of eating pork or bloody sausage, shell fish or those bottom feeders, lobster and the carp, clams and oysters, quite despite what Jews and Arabs claim.  All of us require food and water, proteins, fats and carbohydrates, air and oxygen and security for our own families, education and good health care.  Check it out!  I have and it doesn’t kill one to at least concede that everyone has goals that are similar and the the greedy dominators will continue to harangue their followers unless we all stand up and stop the non-sense that some spout.  Believe me!  Not all Jews are wealthy, smart and good at business.  Some, like me, are poor with handling of wealth and gold.  Perhaps, some frankincense and myrrh should get more mileage, and smooth the way for lasting Peace.  And, we don’t have to kill another just because our dogmata are different.  The Bible and Koran are distinctly much more similar than they are different.  Why should dogmata dictate that one must kill another if he preaches what he thinks is Truth, when the Truth is that we all are human beings with personal goals that are strikingly similar, not strikingly different.  The few who choose to agitate the masses with harangues of hatred, anger, envy and the use of scapegoats, must be stopped.  They must be just ignored or else the genocidal acts, the border skirmishes and out-and-out annihilations will not stop!  Revenge is deadly.  Forgiveness is sublime.  Its painfully clear to me and many people who have lost their kith and kin in world wars and crusades.  Amen.  Sobeit!  Hallelujah, eh?

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

September 30, 2013

begin and end

THE BEGINNING AND THE END

A Semi-Biblical Allegory of Humanity

By Izzy Ess of Hopefulness

Benjamin Cook painted, idly, a soccer ball to represent a globe of the world.  He was delighted to find that the sixty points and ninety lines were in specific places that would make a soccer ball, if seen from the outer atmosphere, from, say, the moon, or from a satellite encircling the Earth.  Cook is an artist and an engineer.  Often he combined the two disciplines, to make unusual pieces of art, including the tree he constructed with steel girders by putting the girders of diminishing lengths and widths as random branches originating from the huge steel trunk.  He wondered if the idea of making Earth into a soccer ball would be an artistic feat, or an engineering feat, or both, or something else entirely, like a stabilizer for the movement of tectonic plates, obviating the occurrences of earthquakes, volcanoes and even wars and border skirmishes?  One of his students, Suzy Yamaha, who fell in love with Cook, her PhD mentor, some time ago, was listening as he mused about the soccer ball.  She took a chance and offered her input, saying, “It could work!  I’m working on a strong alloy of steel and carbon, aluminium and zinc, as you had suggested.  It’s got the super-strength of steel combined with durability and some flexibility to make this work.  What say you, my dear Professor?  I could make dinner at my place and we could discuss this further, afterwards.  I’m free this evening.  Are you?”

Professor Ben was well aware of Suzy’s beauty and her great intelligence.  He had fantasized about a union, but had hesitated on the grounds that it would be unethical for him to meet with her outside the walls of this great University, the University of Universal Truths, at Xanadu.  He thought, “Oh, what the Hell!  I have nothing to lose at this point.  I have tenure here and can’t be fired even if I have a dalliance with Suzy Yamaha.  Besides, she’s just another adult seeking company with another adult, eh?  Other professors have their pillow students!  Why can’t I?”  Out loud, he said, “I’m free this evening, Suzy Yamaha.  What’s for dinner?”  Suzy Smiled and said, “I hadn’t yet decided, my dear Professor Ben.  Do Koreans like steak?”  “Indeed, they do.  I like mine medium rare with lots of butter and bacon and some blood oozing out.  Do you want me to pick up anything for us?  Do Japanese like Beaujolais?”  “Why yes, professor, this particular Japanese woman loves Beaujolais.  How ‘bout picking up some wine?  Your choice, although it’s usually dry reds that go with steak.”  “It just so happens I have a nice bottle, or two, of Beaujolais, from France, at home.  I’ll pick some up on my way over.  OK?”  “I’d prefer if I came to your place and tried it out before you bring it over.  Have you any bottles already uncorked?”  “Why yes, I do.  And, please do come with me to my place here on campus where I have a lovely little house that surely could use brightening up by someone like yourself!”  “It’s a date!” said Suzy with élan.  I’ll just grab my coat and meet you in the parking lot.  I think you drive a blue Mercedes, don’t you?  I drive a red old Jaguar.  I’ll follow you to your campus house.”  “I’ll grab my coat, too, and meet you downstairs at the parking lot.  And, I’ll give you directions to get to my house.  OK?”  “OK!” said Suzy, promptly and they both left, their coats forgotten on the racks near the door of the laboratory in which they both worked and studied.  Suzy Yamaha had tailed the good professor, many times.  She knew, very well, which house was his.

Of course, dear readers of my blog, they never got to Suzy’s place for steaks.  Professor Ben made both of them some delicious three egg omelets and Suzy stayed the night on Professor Cook’s large pillow.  Of course, they achieved union, which they both enjoyed.  And, they managed to unite a second, and a third, time before arising to get breakfast.  It was another omelet, without the wine.  They united, anew, underneath the kitchenette.  Professor Cook prepared some very strong espresso with their orange juice and toast and omelet.  Frankly, they didn’t discuss much about the soccer ball idea.  They did discuss how beautifully fit their bodies were and how they fit so well together, enjoined and quite lovingly entwined.  They promised each other to continue meetings at each other’s places to discuss the soccer ball as well as Suzy’s overall great fitness.

About a month went by without much discussion of soccer balls or alloys.  Making grant proposals were the scourge of academia.  Suzy needed job security and money, so she was the first to openly discuss a grant proposal for them which could end up as a project for her PhD dissertation.  They brought the proposal to the Heads of the Departments of Mathematics and Physics.  It was approved immediately as long as both Heads would get their names on the eventual scientific paper, or papers, that resulted from successful completion of the project.  The University of Xanadu had not the funds to support the grant but the Steel and Cable Company of Xanadu, XSC, might be interested, suggested the Heads of both departments.  At presentation time, the CEOs of XSC, were just delighted with the proviso that two employees of their own could actively participate.  Ben and Suzy acquiesced.  The Xanadu concern then put their stamp on it and provided a bank account which could be accessed up to a million dollars, to construct a working model of the Soccer Ball on Earth, dubbed “Pele’s Passion Play,” by Suzy.  Benjamin abbreviated this to “PPP,” pronounced, “Pee-Pee-Pee.”  Even the executives at Xanadu were smiling.

XSC sent over for approval, two young scientists, a physicist and mathematician.  Ben and Suzy were delighted by the candidates and sent XSC a note to make it official.  Daniel Durer and Esther Weissenstein were tennis partners and secret lovers outside the walls of Xanadu Steel and Cable Company.  They admitted later to Suzy and Ben, that their love-making was sometimes done in the broom closets of the Company and in the basement boiler rooms.  Both were PhDs, Dan in Physics and Esther in Mathematics.  The four of them ate lunches together in the cafeteria of Xanadu University.  They’d found a large enough broom closet on the second floor to be their rendezvous for love-making as an effing foursome.  They suppressed their grunting and their squealing with good old fashioned duct tape.  It was a sight, dear reader, to see four quite fit people, two males and two females, going at each other’s bodies with a wide piece of duct tape across their mouths.  They didn’t need the duct tape when their frequent meetings moved locations to respective campus and company homes where they were free to use their mouths for other things, including squealing, screaming and some heavy gasping.

The loving foursome decided on a double wedding and a double honeymoon in Fiji when both women found that they were pregnant.  Quel surprise!  The four of them managed artfully to put the trip to Fiji on their grant budgets as a place they needed to check out for one of 60 places that would support three cables and a post for the project, Pee-Pee-Pee.  None of the project watchdogs picked this nuance up…

Suzy and Esther didn’t know exactly who the fertile father was.  They decided quietly to not say anything until the “premature” birth of the babies.  Both babies had decidedly slanted eyes and slightly yellow skin.  It was obvious that Ben was the father of both of the children but Dan and Ben decided to keep quiet and to try again the next time to get Esther and Suzy pregnant with Dan’s semen.  To no avail…  The second set of babies looked a lot like Ben.  Dan just shrugged his shoulders and saluted Benjamin Cook as the super stud amongst them…  both women also kept their counsel and had their tubes tied off completely and decidedly.  Two more babies were enough to extend this friendly extended family to a total of eight with no attention paid to actual paternity.  They all knew the truth and so would anyone who first observed them at a University picnic, or a Company outing, in the beautiful, surrounding countryside of Xanadu.  They were a Team and wanted to remain a vital Team for the duration of the Pee-Pee-Pee.  The project had already produced some interesting results.

The anchoring poles were situated in some interesting spots which always got the Team a nice inspection tour.  These spots included Paris, the home of the official Metre, and Prague, the new Jetsetter’s destination.  In Prague, the openness of the milieu was so much to their liking that the Team decided they would settle there some day, together, as a family.  Dr. and Dr. Balabanov, who lived there with their two adopted African children were enthralled by them and joined them in their private adult activities several times.  The Balabanovs were delighted when Sophia Balabanov became pregnant for the first time and bore her husband twin sons who looked a lot like Ben.  This extended a potential extended family to fourteen, exactly the number of lines in a classic Petrarch, Shakespearean or Brownian sonnette romantique.  Dan was the extended family’s poet and he delighted in composing sonnettes with all their names included.  Here’s one of his best:

Oh, here comes Suzy and her husband Ben

Who likes to be a tiger in a pen;

And, here comes Sophie and her Imre man

Who likes to make his omelettes in a pan.

Perchance they’ll venture to meet Dan and Ess

Who finds that all will eat her watercress.

Together with their eight great offspring, they

Will venture out to farms to gather hay.

If one should ask from whence they came,

They’ll all aver, “What’s in a common name?

We all arrived in Prague one day in May

And stayed to make our families, so gay!”

Here’s Michael, Daniel, Zeke and Abigail

And Benjamin and Carmen, who all sail.

The Pee-Pee-Pee went on apace and made good progress, satisfying all the folks at Xanadu and Prague who supervised and supplied all cash for all expenses.  The budget was a little higher than expected, but was acceptable to all.  The feasibility of PPP was clearly seen and so the second phase of real construction was begun.  The budget was preset at half a billion dollars.  The governments of many countries did chip in with prospects of prevention of earthquakes and wars.  The final date for Pee-Pee-Pee’s completion was not extended more than one whole year.  The final rivet was solidified in ceremonies done in Prague.

The effect of PPP was felt immediately.  All earthquakes and border skirmishes did cease within a month.  No government was planning military action and volcanoes ceased their spewing of hot ash and lava.  The family of fourteen were ecstatic as they celebrated with a private party in the home of Sophia and her Imre.  Benjamin, as usual took a leading role in satisfying all the female members, while Imre and the Dan enjoyed the women’s ecstasies.  Esther, Sophie and the Suz ensured that all the men were satisfied as equally as possible.  The children were sequestered for their games of chess and scrabble and their own beginnings of the friendliness that was abundant.

After ten whole years of Peace on Earth, an asteroid was spotted coming straight for Earth.  It had a weight approximating that of half the Earth.  Explosive rockets were sent up to change its course.  It swerved and missed the Earth but hit the moon just shattering it to smithereens sending debris in all directions, including toward Earth.  Showers of meteoric pieces hit the Earth, most harmlessly, except for one large piece of the moon which destroyed Prague and its anchoring post and three attached strong cables.  The Team of researchers were instantly vapourized and didn’t live to see the end result.  As the cables whipped around, one by one, the other anchoring posts were loosened and their cables snapped and whipped around quick viciously creating deaths and injuries to many.  In addition, the tectonic continental plates with saved up momentum started moving once again and California moved up to lie beside Alaska while the two halves of New Zealand shot toward Australia and the Chinese Mainland.  The rapid movements brought forth some strong volcanic forces and the lava underneath the Earth’s crust was released with such a force as to break the crust in several areas resulting in explosion of the Earth that could be seen a million light years away.  The pieces of the Earth were hurled in all directions, reaching other solar systems and wreaking havoc everywhere.  Jupiter and Saturn started vibrating and exploded, too.  Mercury plunged into the sun.  Venus exploded thereafter.  Mars and Neptune followed suit.  Only Pluto did remain intact.

God looked down and saw that He had another void to fill.  He shrugged his shoulders and began, anew.  He separated the void with firmaments and saw that it was good.  He created night and day, evenings and mornings, the birds in the air, the fishes in the sea and the creatures on the New Green Earth.  He didn’t hesitate to start Humanity and allow them to commit Original Sin.  He saw that everything was put in place to re-create Humanity’s beginnings and its endings.  He wished that People would stop interfering with natural phenomenon, but His optimism wasn’t high.

THE END AND THE BEGINNING

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

September 30, 2013

[Which was to have been another

Second coming but so far, no go]

world dominator

THE UNDERGROUND KOMMANDANDT

Hermann and Eva Plan World Domination

By Izzy Ess of Elliot Ness

The underground Kommandandt, General Hermann Stern, of the international secret party for the promotion of the Fourth Reich, TISPFTPOTFR, POFR, for short, has been studying various religions and is convinced that a religious movement might be more effective than a military blitzkrieg for becoming leaders of the world, as Adolf Hitler Schicklgruber had envisioned before his suppose-ed demise in 1945.  Hermann had been brought up by a Jewish family of Philadelphia in fairly luxurious surroundings.  He was a born perfectionist and rebelled against the Jewish cultural milieu in which he lived by taking on a German name and organizing like-minded radical teenagers into Neo-Fascists.  His original name was Chiam Sohnenburgstein, the product of an orthodox rabbi’s daughter and a conservative Jewish businessman, a jeweler in his own store in downtown Philadelphia, the city of Brotherly Love.  A large active Jewish Community ostracized the young upstart and he went underground to continue his aspirations for World Domination.  Hermann dropped out of Temple’s University and started building his Empire with a few faithful friends who also were mainly Jewish men and women who had opted out of opulence and chosen underground anti-Semitic activities.  They had already desecrated several Jewish cemeteries and had succeeded in burning down a Synagogue after painting swastikas in black and red on it’s huge oaken doors with Stars of David antique glass construction.  They sabotaged the rebuilding of the Synagogue by burning down reconstruction efforts, before the place of worship could be erected.

Kommodandt Hermann Stern was very persuasive in his speech.  By the time he was 25, he led an organization inside and outside of Philadelphia of over 5,000 young people who were loyal and obedient to him.  He decided that Philadelphia was not the proper environment for his plans.  He made some trips to Chicago, Seattle and New York City.  He decided to try another country and he visited Mexico City and Toronto.  On a side-trip to Hamilton, Ontario, he was impressed by the strong German heritage, especially in the smaller towns of the Niagara Peninsula.  One such village, a northern suburb of the City of Welland, Fonthill, was perfect.  He visited in the autumn and found the beauty of the countryside, the brightly coloured trees and the rolling hills on top of the Niagara Escarpment to his liking.  He felt that a headquarters in this area would not be as obvious and would allow him and his faithful flocks to relax and make some serious plans about expanding and dominating.  The contributions to his cause was quite enough to purchase a large tract of land, just north of Fonhill, Ontario, Kanata, which included a huge gothic style mansion, with a well-constructed grey stone wall surrounding it, an ancient cemetery, rolling hills, lots of colourful maple trees and a large open field which had been growing soy.  He spent a lot of money extending the stone wall to protect his entire property with guard houses appropriately placed for patrolling and guarding all his new acquisitions.  He supported some 4,000 disciples of his cause in moving them to Canada and housing all of them within the walls of his new domain.  He helped them with their new black battle fatigues with red embroidered crests over their right breast pockets.  He and his artistic associates had designed a maple tree with bright red leaves and a black trunk and branches to symbolize the Neo-Fascist organization whom he dubbed the Freedom Forces.  He liked to use the classical German inspirational sayings such as, “Arbeit ist Freiheit!” which he had built into a wrought iron classical medieval gate, the main entrance to his properties.

Hermann’s staff expanded to about 10,000 as he was easily able to recruit youngsters who were looking for something by which to be inspired.  He pandered to their habits, tobacco, beer and coffee, and ensured that all had cigarettes, beer and coffee in large amounts for free as part of his enticement for the teenagers and early twenty year olds who enlisted.  He built some gothic style grey stone dormitories behind his mansion.  His executives, the original Philadelphians who joined him in Fonthill, were given rooms in his fifty room mansion each with extended sun rooms and balconies to accommodate them, singly, in pairs and trios.  He insisted that everyone stay very fit and provided a huge indoor gymnasium, swimming pool and fencing areas.  He also built a large outdoor tennis and basketball facility for everyone and encouraged boxing, wrestling and Judo lessons from the expert staff members who were proficient boxers, wrestlers and Judo masters.

Hermann’s own room was the huge master bedroom of the mansion.  It contained a small universal exercise machine.  It had those kinds of secret doors in all the walls which led to secret rooms and passageways throughout the mansion.  One of the secret rooms was done in red and black and had a huge four-poster bed with silk sheets, mainly white with the red maple tree design that he had had created/  It was occupied by one of Hermann’s first disciples, an Eva Schwarz, originally, Eva Weissenstein, a Jewish rebel from a wealthy Philadelphia Jewish family, had fallen deeply in love with Hermann.  She was willing and able to do whatever he asked of her.  Hermann saw her as her slave and treated her accordingly.  She loved being spanked by him and chained to her bed in handcuffs so that he could mount her and thrust inside of her as furiously as he was able.  Eva would start to have orgasms as soon as he surreptitiously snuck into her room at least twice a day.  She stayed in her room all day as Hermann’s private squeeze and slave.  She also was his personal cook and ensured that there was no poison in the food she gave him by eating a large portion while he watched.  Otherwise, she watched television all day long while nibbling at delicacies like caviar and chocolate covered caramels, Nova Scotia lox and fresh black rye bread on which she spread a large amount of locally produced dark honey.

Hermann had installed the latest equipment for espionage, around the world.  He found he could buy eyes and ears at the UN and all the leaders’ war rooms and bedrooms of the countries of world.  His war room was featured by a huge panel of Plexiglas which modern electronic magic was able to show all the present positions of airplanes, armies, rockets and beautiful women who liked to prance around in the nude.  Once the war-room was completed and operational, Hermann was the only one allowed to enter and operated the controls.  Hermann harboured paranoid thoughts about just about everyone.  He actually only trusted one person and that was his main squeeze, Eva.  She was totally disinterested in the war-room.  Her visits were mainly to please her lover with passion and bring him safe food to eat.  They didn’t need a bed for sex.  Hermann chained her to a strong steel universal exercise machine and raped her repeatedly while she hung upside down from the exercise machine.  She expressed sincere delight at his attention and his raping and was satisfied that everything was peachy keen.

Hermann was a studious man and searched out references to the Library of Congress, in Washington, DC, Wilipedia and the Tate Gallery Library in London, England.  He had some favourite texts he liked to read and re-read.  These included Mein Kampf by Adolf Hitler, Ho Chi Minh’s writings on the Art of War, Die Heilige Bible especially of the Jews movement from the Sinai, through Jericho, into Babylon and Palestine, only to be defeated and enslaved by the Babylonians, Mesopotamians and Persians, while the Arc of the Covenant was sequestered, never to be seen again, and the Temple of Solomon virtually razed to the ground except for what is now the Wailing Wall, in Jerusalem.  He was particularly intrigued by the unusual Book of Esther and of Daniel as well as the Exodus which indicated how some lowly Jewish slaves were elevated to some influential positions by their enslavers, like Joseph in Egypt and Esther, Mordecai and Daniel in the ancient Persian Empire.  He could not fathom how Esther and Scheherazade, two teenage, enslaved harem girls, could be elevated to the Queen of Persia by Xerxes, King of an Empire that stretched from the Orient and China to the Straits of Gibraltar including most of southern Europe and Northern Africa as well as the entire Middle East.  What power did they possess besides their tantalizing beauty to get to be above the King in a tremendously large Empire.  It made Hermann extra wary of every woman who approached him, even his obedient servant, Eva Schwarz.  Often, he considered murdering his slave, as how Herod and the Pharaoh approached the danger of a King being born that would threaten their authorities.

Hermann thought about a lot of things including his survival in a of fortune that would quash his movement and disperse it.  He read with interest the story of Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus who were warned by the three Oriental Kings that Herod was going to kill all male offspring of Jewish descent.  Joseph, Mary and Jesus fled to Egypt, of all places, which meant there were in Egypt Jewish families and Hebrew Synagogues remaining and thriving in a land which had historically persecuted the Hebrews and chased them out of Egypt.  He figured that they were wealthy, those ancient “enslaved” Jewish builders of the Pyramids, because in fact they lived in the most fertile triangle in all the world, the Delta of the Nile.  He figured some of them remained in  Egypt working for the Pharaoh and had a sizeable community with at least one synagogue, in which Jesus, Mary and Joseph were asylum-ed for their own protection from the long arm of Herod, in Bethlehem and elsewhere in the middle East.  Hermann mused that perhaps they did have special divine intervention powers that would seduce someone as powerful as the King of Persia, Xerxes or the King of Egypt, Ramses II.  Why else would they show behaviour that was necessary to subject their own lofty plans for domination and put on top of them a teenage harem slave and MAKE HER QUEEN!  Der Kommandandt Hermann couldn’t make it work in his own version of a logical, perfect world that he envisioned.  Was Eva Schwarz a real threat to him?  Was Eva Braun commander over Hitler?  Were Esther and Scheherazade magicians or sorceresses?  Did they practice hypnosis and mind control techniques?  Or, were they persuasive leaders who just realized their deep desires for domination, both of them defeating powerful Kings, in powerful Empires, and taking command with glazing of the King’s eyes with pulchritude and extraordinary sex?  “Hah!” exclaimed Hermann, aloud, not realizing that Eva had just entered his inner sanctum.

“What’s the ‘Hah!’ about, my darling Hermann?” asked Eva as she carried to him a tray of freshly cooked and prepared food and drink.  Automatically, Eva drank half the orange juice and ate half the BLT in front of Hermann before she gave the tray up to him.  Then she drank a half of a cup of coffee before she put it back on the tray.  Hermann, in an unusual fit of open anger, swept the tray to the floor, breaking all the glass and china.  “Now, clean that up immediately and then get undressed.  I’d like to diddle thee hung upside down!”  Eva was frightened but she obeyed and then undressed waiting to be hung upside down.  Hermann kicked her in the ass and bellowed.  “Get your fat ass out of here!  I don’t want to see any part of you before tomorrow!  Capeesh?”  Eva scurried out half-undressed and crying.  She had never been treated this way before.  She really didn’t have any idea of just how angry her lover could be.  She sulked to her room and gorged herself on caramels and caviar.

The next day Eva returned without a tray and dressed so fully with non-see through clothing.  She demanded, “Hermann, if you don’t marry me immediately, I will leave you and all your feeble attempts to dominate the Earth.  Capeesh?”  Hermann drew his ray gun and vaporized her.  Eva’s sister, Evelyn, hiding behind a curtain then appeared and drew her ray gun and vaporized Hermann.  Immediately, she exposed her midriff where she had a belt of high explosives which she detonated and blew up the mansion and all the surrounding property and personnel that resided in the mansion and in the barracks, including Evelyn, herself.  The animals survived and took back their land and started natural selection to establish the natural order of things without religious dogmata.  All over Earth, the pigs were not declared more equal as the animals took over everything and kicked the farmers and the ranchers off their natural habitats.

One Silverback Ape was dominant.  He roared so loudly and so fiercely that every animal fell in love with him.  And he became the Leader of the Earth.  He developed a benevolent dictatorship with Peace and Harmony on Earth, as it is in Heaven.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Wetland, Kanata

September 30, 2013

pulchritude

FEMALE BEAUTY

A Seriously Sung Silly Sonnette

D’Izzy Ess de la Finesse

There are no words which easily describe

The beauty of the female form, but there

It is.  A picture of de Milo’s armless

Venus, or the Botticelli Venus

Rising, does begin to show us mortal

Males what is it that just fascinates

Us, so.  Or, is it just a figment of

The part of us that has been treasured since

We were just little boys when first we saw

Our mothers in the nude, or suckled at

Her lovely breasts?  Or, was it when we realized

Our naked sisters would become

The naked beauties they were meant to be?

Who knows, my Twiddle Dum and Twiddle Dee?

THE END

© Izzy Sommers, MD., Welland, Canada, September 28, 2013

Pierre and Adam's Eve

PIERRE AND ORIGINAL SIN

A Youngsters Interpretation

By Izzy Ess of Essentialness

Again, Pierre, repeatedly inspired

His baby brother, Jean Paul Sartre de

La Salle, to ruin private moments when

His parents wanted to be left alone.

He taught him how to watch the doors and thus

Ensure his parents never were ignored

When they closed tight their bedroom door, or bathroom

Door, or any door, around the house,

Or anywhere at friends or relatives,

Or even at the supermarket where

They could have closed the bathroom door to be

Alone, together, eh?  Pierre had learned

To do this when he was as young as his

Young brother, now, but now he had a dupe

In Jean Paul to ensure his parents never

Were alone together.  He, himself

Was not too certain what his parents did

Behind closed doors.  He intuited that

Whatever they were doing it was sinful,

Just as Father Jules had said the other

Day at Sacre Bleu Cathedral.  Father

Jules had talked a lot about the sin

That Eve had done to bring such shame to everyone,

Including him and his whole family

And all his friends  who went to church that day.

He listened carefully to Father Jules

As he related un histoire horrifique,

All about a snake and tree and figs

And apples, which had caused Humanity

To feel ashamed about their actions and

Be mortified if someone acted just

Like Eve.  Our Father Jules implied that women

Are the source for all the Evil here

On Earth.  There was an Angel in the Eden

Garden, name of Lucifer.  He was

A Prince amongst the Angels and a favourite

Of God, but he was as mischievous as

A troublemaker that there was.  He somehow

Changed himself into a one-eyed snake

And offered Eve an apple from a special

Tree and that was that.  Then, suddenly

They were both naked and ashamed and hid

Their groins with fig leaves and they trembled in

Great fear, thereafter.  God returned to see

What Eve had done.  He kicked them out the Eastern

Gate and guarded it with Cupids and

Their arrows and a twirling flaming sword.

It was a good thing that the eyes of Adam

And his Eve were now wide open, for

The banishment from Eden was so final.

Nonetheless, this Adam and this Eve

And all their children generated all

Humanity all by themselves without,

Apparently another woman.  Even

Though the evil Cain killed his own brother,

They begat, with hardly any mention of

Another woman, lots of men who were

Then born with sin right in them.  Our Pierre

Just guessed that his own parents did this sinful

Act when they were quite alone perhaps

Just under cover of the darkness of

The night.  He knew that there were families

With lots of children, eh?  Pierre was sure

That his own vigilance had stopped his folks

From sinning and had stopped the whole begetting

Thing.  Our Father Jules had warned them all

About watching certain movies or reading

Certain books because they were unmonitored

And may show sin in actuality

And that would lead to further sinning.

He did say that movies and those books

With violence were otherwise OK

Because the violence is actually

Normal and not full of the original

Bad sinning done by Eve.  Amen.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

September 28, 2013

marathon trio

THE DIRECTRIX MARATHONER

A Fictional Love Story of the Lives of Marie, her

Brother Michael and their Friend, Jonathan.

A Possible Movie Maker’s Outline for Meryl

Streep, Robert Redford and Robert DiNero,

Directed and Produced by Ron Howard.

By Izzy Ess de la Grande Vitesse

Participating in the tough Canadian Around-the-Bay Race of the year were a trio of good childhood friends who hadn’t seen each other for some twenty years.  Each was married and had moved out west and built their families and businesses, successfully.  All of them were now quite single.  Marie had lost her husband to lung cancer.  Jonathan lived through a painful separation and divorce two years ago and Michael lost his wife in a big supermarket and he never found her, again.  All of them had teenagers old enough to go to college in their early twenties and late teens.  Thus, they lived alone these days and took up marathons that they had run when they were younger.  Ms. Marie Marcel was still quite youthful and quite pretty.  Mr. Jonathan Macmaster was a wiry underweight young stockbroker with a smell for stocks that promised wealth.  Dr. Michael Borski was a specialist in Dermatology and didn’t work long hours like most of his own colleagues; he was muscular and stocky.  All three of them were fit and quite prepared.

All three of them were shy about their histories of growing up together quite intimately.  Marie was the oldest at 57 while Michael and their Jonathan were 55.  All the parents were deceased and old St. Matthew’s was no longer Catholic; it was converted to a United Way supported community centre and a day care centre for youngsters and elders.

The three of them were born in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.  Marie was Michael’s older sister and they looked a bit alike.  All were Catholic and had attended the St. Matthew’s Polish Catholic Church and Catechism School on Barton Street.  The families of all of them were neighbours on St. Peter’s Avenue in the shadow of St. Matthew’s.  The parents of Marie and Michael had a swimming pool in their back yard.  The three of them were used to swimming in the nude; the parents did approve on grounds it would be beneficial for them to be quite accustomed to the bodies of the opposite sex.  Marie established herself as boss of the two boys and she’s the one who always gave commands that both the boys obeyed.  They shared all toys and gadgets which pleased the parents who were ever watchful over them.

What both sets of parents didn’t know was that Marie gave both boys all their lessons about her anatomy.  And, she was the director when it came to the anatomy of both boys who let her do what she desired to satisfy her curiosity about them.  It was Marie that did discover that boys’ penises could grow and shrink.  She also found some juices coming out of her when she let the boys explore her inner private parts.  When the parents were at work, she had intensive explorations in her room.  She was proud to be their leader and was proud of what her body represented.  She found that she had buzzing in her pelvis when she commanded both the boys to lick her private parts.  She also found that liquid would come out of both the tiny penises when she licked them.

The almost daily sessions did continue for some years, even into teenage years.  The boys were instructed to help her breasts grow large by vigourous message and licking.  She also helped the boys get bigger penises by licking them for many minutes every day.  She also felt their balls were her responsibility and rubbed them often to encourage growth.  The boys reciprocated when they found she had a tiny penis in between her lower lips.  It would enlarge with rubbing and get soft if left alone.

With maturity and pubic hair, the trio found that intimate massage created feelings that were very pleasant and sometimes rhapsodic.  Regularly they massaged all private parts and felt relieved of pelvic pressure and relaxed.  Marie directed all their sexual activities.  They made a pact to be each other’s pleasure buddies for the rest of their long lives.  Both sets of parents felt that they as buddies didn’t need some other buddies and they felt quite safe about the usual hazards of teenage sexuality.  The parents complimented them on their association and made special activities for them to have some fun, like going altogether to a Tigercats football game or to the Canadian National Exhibition in Toronto.

The three old friends had prepaid for rooms at the old Royal Lancaster Hotel, downtown on Main Street.  Transportation to and from the route around the Bay had been provided by the Marathon Association of America who also ran the famous Boston and New York events.  Each was very pleased but somewhat trepidatious.  They postponed all conversations about their own experiences but they had a lot to say about their adult lives and families.  They found they really liked each other but by unspoken signals, they avoided the big subject on their minds.

Ms. Marie Marcel, Mr. Jonathan Macmaster and Dr. Michael pooled their money and requested the Royal Honeymoon Suite in the penthouse of the hotel, twenty stories up.  They introduced themselves to the desk clerk as siblings that hadn’t seen each other for some twenty years.  The clerk was skeptical but kept her cool and reserved the honeymoon suite for all three of them, promising to move all their belongings to the new location while they were running the race.  There were banners up in the lobby saying, “Welcome Marathoners!”  They were promised special keys for their own elevator which would open right into their suite.

On the day of the race, a Saturday in May, the three of them were entered in the seniors’ class of over 50 years of age.  They would run the race together, as was the policy for participating seniors.  Each had a number to attach to the front of his or her running outfits.  Marie was 1059, while Michael and Jonathan wore 4111 and 4275.  Their starting times were the same: 7:45 am.  Marie wore pink and purple colours.  Jon wore black and grey and Michael wore blue and green.  All had Nike Runners made especially for each of them.  All had advertising sponsors which included Nike, Firestone and Ford, WestJet Airlines, Safeway and Hudson’s Bay Company.  CBC-TV, CITY-TV and TVO were there as well as a local station, CHCH-TV.  The Prime Minister of Canada was there with his family, as was the Premier of Ontario and the Mayor of Hamilton.  Several former winners were there to present the trophies and other prizes, including cash, to the winners and runners up.  Paul Gross and Jim Carey, Cher and Meg Ryan, Alex Trebeck and Diana Krall were there for the Entertainment Contingent, scheduled to be present for the big awards dinner the next day, Sunday afternoon.  Pancakes and spaghetti were the most common orders for breakfast at the Royal Lancaster before the race.  Bottled water was everywhere.

The day was perfect.  The sun was out and the sky was cloudless.  The toughest part of the race was the Hamilton Mountain part which represented a climb of 150 feet above the level of the Bay.  Coming down would be considered easier but all the runners recognized that this required some special skills to keep from falling and losing one’s balance.  The organizers had done an excellent job with barriers and water stations.  Everything was clearly marked and planned.  Marie’s time of just under three hours was good enough for third overall in her class while Michael and Jonathan placed over two hundred, each.  Marie would be awarded a yellow ribbon and a small amount of cash, if she attended the afternoon award ceremonies on Sunday at the Royal Lancaster.

The Honeymoon Suite was ready for them when they returned exhausted from the race.  Without a thought, they stripped right down and headed for the lavish bathroom and the showers.  They soaped each other and dried each other off.  All were smiling but not a word was said until Marie used her commanding voice to say, “Michael and Jonathan, its inspection time!  Now, lie down on the bed on your back with your knees up and your toes pointed straight ahead.  And, not a word until I say it’s OK to talk!  Now, go!”  Play acting or not, the men obeyed and lay upon the bed, knees up and toes pointed straight ahead.  Marie looked stern as she approached the bed.  She stopped to check her luggage and retrieved a leather belt with a sizeable brass buckle.  She brandished this as if threatening to use it unless inspection was successful.  She fondled all four balls of both the men and stroked their penises.  The response was brisk.  She licked the heads of both the penises and said, “Hmm, there’s no juice to suck up.  I want some juice!”  The men obeyed and started phlagellation.  Michael grunted as he pointed down and Marie quickly put his penis in her mouth and took the load of semen into her throat.  She barely finished swallowing when Jonathan did indicate that he was coming, so she quickly switched to take the load from him.  Marie then smiled and said, “Not bad for two old farts!  Not bad.”  The boys laughed heartily and sat up on the bed.  She sat between them and put her arms around their shoulders with a very loving gesture.  Marie then cupped her ample breasts and said, “Whaddya think my feathered friends?  Are these big enough for both of you?  Would you like to check them out?”  Michael checked out the left breast and Jonathan checked out the right.  They rubbed the large brown nipples and got them hard.  Then they licked the nipples and Maria began to moan.  “I taught you guys well, didn’t I?  Let’s make this a participating democracy.  What’s your pleasure, Mike?  What would you like, Jon?”

“This feels different, Marie.  We’re used to taking orders, not giving them,” said Jonathan.  Mike said, “I’d prefer that you go back to giving us our orders and we’ll obey you, just like when we were teenagers.  Whaddya say?”  Marie shrugged her pretty shoulders and became serious again.  She returned to her commanding voice and barked, “Mike, my darling brother, check out my private parts and lick my tiny penis until it grows a bit and starts to throb!”  She lay on her back and spread her lovely, muscular legs and lifted up her knees.  Michael bent his head down and took a look at Marie’s much more mature set of private parts.  He found her clitoris and started tonguing it with great effect on Marie.  She moaned and grunted and she started squirting out some hot and sticky juices.  Jon kissed her passionately on her upper lips as she started gasping and then had a spasm of delight.  She giggled and remarked, “Brother Mike, you learned your stuff just as I taught you.  You’re really good at licking my clitoris.  Please continue!”  She whispered to Jonathan, “Could you please lick my nipples and such on my breasts?”

“Michael, you’re a devil!  Stop!  I can hardly stand to be so excited.  It’s been a long time, eh?  Jon, get off my breasts and take a breather.  I need to relax a bit.”  Marie lay back and spread her arms.  Michael and Jonathan lay right beside her and put their heads on Marie’s outstretched arms.  She cuddled them and closed her eyes.  The men closed their eyes.  The three of them relaxed and fell asleep, contentedly.

The telephone chimed, “O Canada!”  Marie pushed the men aside and leaned over to answer the phone.  It was an automated message, “It’s 6:03 pm.  You have 27 minutes to get ready for dinner being served in the Commonwealth Room on the mezzanine.  Press 5 if you wish to order ahead.  The menu is in the Hotel folder on your desk, near the balcony French doors.”  Maria made an executive decision.  She pressed 0 and then asked the clerk how to get room service.  Then she hung up and picked up the phone again, pressing 6.  She ordered the three suppers with cream of mushroom soup, baked ham and French fries, asparagus and carrots, coffee and apple pie, ala mode.  She also added a bottle of chilled champagne.  Delivery was promised for 6:45 pm.  Each of the trio retrieved a Hotel’s terrycloth robe with the distinctive crests embroidered on the beast pockets.  The delivery by three waiters in tuxedoes was prompt and efficient.

During supper, the trio of old friends discussed their families and glowed about their highly intelligent, highly talented children, now all at highly rated and highly expensive Universities and Colleges.  All three allowed their robes to open and without command, they just let the robes fall off their shoulders.  They finished off the champagne and ordered another bottle which was delivered promptly.  Michael did the honours and uncorked it with a pop and gush of bubbly.  He remarked, “You know, sis, I really like your ample breasts.  Did you have some help in growing them so large?”  Marie just smiled and said, “You can help yourself to my breasts, anytime my darling brother.  You too Jon.  Just help yourselves.”  The men walked around the table and fondled Marie’s big uplifted breasts.  “They’re really real, eh?” said brother Mike as he explored the depth of his sister’s right breast.  “Yup!” was Marie’s reply.  “No one is going to modify these babies.  They’re too important to me, as is.”  Jon was exploring Marie’s left breast.  “Yup,” he confirmed.  “These are real, alright!”  Marie’s nipples had hardened and the little bumps around them were popping up.  “You guys keep that up and I’ll have to do something to cure those growths you’re getting down below.”

She grabbed the growing erections and messaged them, simultaneously.  “OK, you guys, I’m ready for the big show that we never did when we were young.  I’ve dreamt about this eventuality for years even when I was married to someone else.  I never conceived that a Marathon would bring us back together, again.  I command you both to fuck me and make up for some lost time!”  She led them by their erections to the bed and commanded them to lie upon it.  She put her brother, Mike, on his back in the middle of the bed and then she mounted him.  She was already very lubricated and she slid down his erection up to the hilt.  “Ah, Mike, we should have done this long ago!”  The directrix commanded Jon to mount her from behind.  She bent over Mike to get her derriere up where he could see her puckered entrance.  Jon, now quite excited, mounted Marie and gently pushed his long erection into his director’s back door.  He could feel her squeeze him and he could feel his friend’s erection coming from the front of her.  “Wow, meine Kommandant!  What’s my next move?”  Marie was smiling as he told him to lean forward and grasp her breasts to be securely attached to her.  He did and felt his erection getting bigger and going in further than before.

“OK my darling friends, its time to rock and roll!”  In perfect rhythm, the three of them began to rock and roll and found the friction excellent.  Marie exploded first and kept on getting spasm after spasm while the men clenched shut their eyes and gave Marie a double dose of semen.  The moaning and the grunting was sublime.  Marie saluted them and said, “Your first test has been passed successfully.  Now dismount and pay attention to my tiny penis.  It’s just aching for attention.”  Jon withdrew his softening erection and he reached around Marie and massaged her throbbing little penis as she had more spasms.  Mike slide out from under her and helped his friend massage Marie.  Then he turned around and slid his head toward her private parts and started licking her clitoris.  Marie just squealed and had a series of renewed spasms, some tremendously enchanting her.  Finally, she yelled, “OK, you guys, I need a rest.  Perhaps I can do something while I’m resting like just sucking on your penises and bringing back to life my precious weapons.  You first, my brother.  I’d like to do you first as a sibling right of passage.”

Marie was lying on her back.  Her brother put his knees besides her chest and lay his penis between her ample breasts.  She used her hands to cup his penis and encouraged him to push his weapon back and forth.  Michael developed his erection straight away.  “I think you’re ready, brother Mike.  Bring her weapon to my mouth and I will do the rest.”  Maria took her brothers penis deep within her throat and tongued it quite deliciously.  Michael exploded, once again and gave his sister all that she had wanted.  She swallowed everything and asked for more from Jon.  She serviced Jon just like she had her brother.  Jon delivered all he had to her and she enjoyed the extra dessert, tremendously.  “Rest time, guys!  I need to rest a while.”  She spread her arms out and gathered both her men to her shapely body and they hugged her tenderly.  Each man had a breast to fondle.  Marie enjoyed the great attention and she closed her eyes, languidly.  The men closed their eyes and soon they fell asleep.

Marie and her men never made it to the award affair the following afternoon.  Jon and Michael followed all her great commands for pleasures and intimacies that they’d initiated a long time ago.  The re-union was much better than their triumphs at the Marathon.  Marie awarded both her men with creativity and enthusiasm.  Jon and Michael awarded her by following her orders with love and fondness for their female friend and sister.  The obedience felt natural and the commanding felt just right.  They called the desk and extended their stay in The Royal Lancaster’s Honeymoon Penthouse and ordered up all their food and drink for a fortnight of activity which thrilled them all.

Reluctantly, they parted company while pledging to participate in this and other Marathons.  And, so it was, in New York, Hamilton and Boston, they re-united for a fortnight, never tiring of each other’s company.  They enjoyed the Manhattan Ritz in New York City, the Irish Grand in Boston and, of course, the Royal Lancaster in Hamilton.  In each, they were able to reserve, well in advance, the Penthouse Suite for two weeks.  This incidentally included time to run the Marathon and get it out of the way so that they could stay at the Hotels for the fortnight, in the room without interruption except for room service deliveries.  The hotel staff was always discreet and asked no questions for these three big spenders.

The directrix, Marie, remained enthusiastic up until her death at age 65 due to widespread ovarian cancer.  The men, Michael and Jonathan attended the memorial and funeral in Edmonton, Alberta.  They each eulogized their friend and sister with moving tributes to her love and understanding.  Jon and Mike lived into their 90’s, still running one or two Marathons a year.  They got together once or twice a year, in addition to the time they spent at Marathons, to talk about how much they missed Marie.  Jon achieved a second place for seniors and Mike once won, in Hamilton, in the class for seniors over 80.  They prayed that Marie, their fond directrix, was at peace in Heaven and that her Spirit was watching over them and still directing them.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Wetland, Kanata

September 28, 2013