Sherlock’s Woke America

On my Kindle e-reader I’m progressing through a complete collection of Sherlock Holmes stories. I also have a book that reproduces all of the stories as they originally appeared in The Strand magazine, with illustrations by Sidney Paget. The first two novels, “A Study in Scarlet” and “The Sign of Four,” were published elsewhere.

Years ago, when I first read “A Study in Scarlet,” I was quite surprised that much of it is not only a Western that takes place in America, it’s a scathing portrayal of the violence associated with the early Mormons. Doyle’s interest in the United States appears again in the story I’m currently reading.

From “The Five Orange Pips,” by Arthur Conan Doyle, published November, 1891:

“Have you never — ” said Sherlock Holmes, bending forward and sinking his voice — “have you never heard of the Ku Klux Klan?”

“I never have.” [Replied Doctor Watson]

Holmes turned over the leaves of the book upon his knee. “Here it is,” said he presently:

“Ku Klux Klan. A name derived from the fanciful resemblance to the sound produced by cocking a rifle. This terrible secret society was formed by some ex-Confederate soldiers in the Southern states after the Civil War, and it rapidly formed local branches in different parts of the country, notably in Tennessee, Louisiana, the Carolinas, Georgia, and Florida. Its power was used for political purposes, principally for the terrorizing of the negro voters and the murdering and driving from the country of those who were opposed to its views.”

Would the MAGA hat crowd think that reading this story in a classroom is an example of teaching Critical Race Theory? A clever cartoon adaptation of “The Five Orange Pips” makes no mention of the KKK, but prejudice and social integration remain a theme.

“Repent, Google!” Said the TikTok Man

Oh, the effort and difficulty it took getting Google to even list this site again, let alone accept a sitemap to index its contents:

Once again I lay blame on Bluehost for changes it made, causing all of the problems I have struggled to resolve. There are numerous quirks — especially with pre-fix posts — but most of the serious issues seem to have been cracked, and only because I switched from feeling annoyed to remembering why I started Prattling Before the Pratfall. It was originally intended purely as a learning curve challenge, with no expectation of continuing for more than 15 years. But now that I’m retired from a high tech career, a technical challenge is perhaps a good thing.

I’d better acknowledge the late Harlan Ellison for this post’s title, with the names of the world’s two busiest web sites. Harlan always — and I mean always — wanted to receive his due credit:

Go Bach to Christmas

A late Christmas offering. A favorite piece of Christmas music, J.S. Bach’s Magnificat in D. This particular recording was taken from a copy of the same LP I bought during my very religious freshman year of college, and that I still play during the Christmas season. It features the masterful trumpet playing of the late Maurice André.

Shortly after buying this record, I invited a girl to listen to it with me in my dorm room, and I was delighted when she agreed. We were in Campus Crusade for Christ together, and I had fallen totally in love with her the moment we met. The influence of this complex and strong-willed girl was profound and lasting, despite her never allowing the relationship to become romantic. She could wiggle her pinky finger in my direction and I’d come running.

Then, incredibly, as we were about to graduate, she proposed marriage! (The first of two women who did that, actually.) By then her faith was stronger than ever, but I was in the process of giving up my own faith, so it was not to be. Life is crazy, huh? Through most of our time at college we attended church together, including one summer, and something about that eventually led to Bill Clinton. Yep, life is crazy. I’ll explain later.