A riot of peasants

A friend posted a Fox News report about an earthquake off the Russian coast that sparked tsunami warnings in Japan, Alaska, and the entire west coast of the U.S. of A. (and, I presume, Canada). I applied search engines and found no news coverage; a further inspection found that the Fox report was dated July 29, 2025. Once again, the words of the philosopher poet Tom Petty ring true: “Most things I worry about never happen anyway.”

Afterward she asked, perhaps rhetorically, why these sort of things appear in her Facebook news feed, and I replied with H.L. Mencken’s famous quote about practical politics and hobgoblins, adding, “Social media algorithms seem to have been designed with practical politics in mind.”

I wanted to quote Mencken accurately, and so I turned to In Defense of Women, the 1918 book where that wonderfully succinct sentence appeared, and I discovered that the context remains also tremendously relevant:

“Civilization, in fact, grows more and more maudlin and hysterical; especially under democracy it tends to degenerate into a mere combat of crazes; the whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by an endless series of hobgoblins, most of them imaginary. Wars are no longer waged by the will of superior men, capable of judging dispassionately and intelligently the causes behind them and the effects flowing out of them. They are now begun by first throwing a mob into a panic; they are ended only when it has spent its ferine fury. Here the effect of civilization has been to reduce the noblest of the arts, once the repository of an exalted etiquette and the chosen avocation of the very best men of the race, to the level of a riot of peasants. All the wars of Christendom are now disgusting and degrading; the conduct of them has passed out of the hands of nobles and knights and into the hands of mob-orators, money-lenders, and atrocity-mongers.”

I’m not sure if I would ever describe war as “waged by the will of superior men” or “the repository of an exalted etiquette and the chosen avocation of the very best men of the race,” but I probably forget that Mencken was possessed of a supreme wit and sense of irony. 

The point is that Mencken, 108 years ago, described war and politics as accurately as one of our contemporaries might. Of what are our practical “republican” or “democratic” politicians capable beyond “throwing the mob into a panic”? Who are they other than “mob-orators, money-lenders, and atrocity-mongers”? And how could you better describe our political conversation than “an endless series of hobgoblins, most of them imaginary”?

When I peruse what passes for the news of the world today, I need to keep a couple of things in mind. First, no matter how insane it all appears, God is in control, and “for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.” Second, Henry Louis Mencken was one of the canniest observers of the human condition ever to have lived.

About today

Now — what else can I offer the universe today, of all days? It is, after all, the day the Lord has made, so I for one will rejoice and be glad in it. Of course, that could be said of any day, but the thing about days is that each one is different from all the rest, just like snowflakes or humans.

Even when you have rituals you follow day after day, each day is unlike every other day. The ones you remember are the ones where the ritual is interrupted. For example, I recall the kickoff of the Green Bay Packers game of Sept. 30, 1984, because the phone rang with a coveted job offer while the ball was in the air.

This morning I’m planning to do a little yard work before I tackle my morning web surf, because the forecast is for highs around 90 degrees and my brain starts to wilt when the temperature climbs much higher than 80.

Will this day be more or less memorable than any other? It’s hard to say at this moment, but I need to take this moment to remember that the Lord gave me another day and to be grateful about that, which brings me joy. May I suggest that you consider the possibilities, too?

A dive into the cover design weeds

Why did I change the cover on Dejah & Summer in the Time of Magic anyway? In my readings about cover design — especially from Dean Wesley Smith, who has sold a book or two — I’ve come to realize the cover should reflect the genre of the book, and while yes, two golden retrievers of my acquaintance are the main characters of DASITTOM, the book is a fantasy filled with odd and fantastic magical beings, and so it makes more sense to put Seth the dragon up front. Don’t worry, the cute picture of the dogs is still on the back cover of the paperback.

The other big change is my name goes up top, in bigger type, with a line about who the heck I might be. As Smith points out, my name is the brand. If someone likes another one of my books and wonders what else I got, throwing the brand name up there in big letters helps them find it. It’s true — I don’t remember the names of all the Michael Connelly or William Kent Krueger books I’ve read, but I react to the author’s name.

I added “Author of The Man Who Crossed Whimsy Avenue” to remind the casual reader where they might have heard of me before, and also to make a suggestion to the person who enjoyed my Halloween fantasy, in case they liked it enough to sample another one of my wares.

I am pleased enough with the new Time of Magic look that I decided also to tweak my Christmas story, which has my favorite cover among my books. Much as I like the cover, I realized it lacks a key ingredient for drawing potential readers, the subtitle, “A sequel of sorts to ‘A Christmas Carol.’” Ebenezer could be the name of the horse who pulls the wagon in the foreground; by adding the subtitle, you get a better idea of what the dickens this little book is about.

In this case, I left off any little blurb with my name. I’m gambling the chance to peek into what happened with Ebenezer Scrooge after that fateful night is more important than whoever this Bluhm guy might be.

Only the covers are changing, so the ISBN remains the same, in case you want to encourage your favorite bookstore to order these books for you in time for the respective holidays.

I am not a very good marketer — or else sales of my 17 books would go a lot farther toward paying my bills — but I’m learning a thing or two, at long last.