There is certain, wild alchemy

to a great blog post.

Some admix of passion, poetry, focus, expertise and self-revelation.

It is clearly put together with craftsmanship, but not by formula.

Instead it is assembled like grandma’s apple cobbler: with a pinch of this (but not too much), a sprinkle of that, a handful and a little more, cut ‘em up (not too thick or thin), punchknead it just so but not more so, quicktest the oven with the flat of your hand, and bake it.

For just long enough but not too long.

And when it comes out, it’s perfect.

You can watch it prepped 1,000 times and never be able to reduce what was done to a blueprint and specs, but once you taste it you know two thinks to be true;

1. It was made with great love.
2. It was made to share.

Hubris Sonic over at GNB has written such;

Here’s a taste.

Camp Followers and PTSD Fakers

So, apparently I am faking my PTSD. Apparently the twenty fucking years its taken me to stop figuring out whether the person who is walking past me is going to try and kill and how can I kill them is all fake because my mother breast fed me or something. The years of insomnia and flared tempers to the point of violence is all faked because I am not macho enough. I guess I didnt drink enough tequila, shoot enough people or screw enough prostitutes in central America to be called 'a man' in these keyboard cowards eyes.

Ya know, its not like its not hard enough admitting you have this PTSD shit. You basement dwelling fucks. We don't need you whiny assed momma's boys saying people are faking it. We don't need yet another generation of vets spending their days trying to erase the memories with whiskey or suicide. I am so sick of Malkin, this other military camp skank 'Raven', Limbaugh and all the other packs of flying monkey wingtards. I don't mind they have this fetish for the military that, frankly belongs in some seedy NY S&M club, but quit involving me and my brothers and sisters in your freak show. We're faking it??!?!? Fuck you. Like you have any idea what its like, sacrificing your own psyche, your own sanity, for your country.
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Go read the rest here.

Thanks, Hubris.