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Thoughts for the day

Hello Good People

A FEW THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY

I’m marking time at the moment, waiting for a few things to happen. Such being so, I thought I should post a little something on the site. Also, this time around, the Marketing Team at my publisher, AUSTIN MACAULEY, might take a look see, as this site is now being linked into their Press Release set-up. ‘We have the technology’, ‘Beam me up, Scotty’, etc.

Here we go.

“POSTIES

The Duchess of Cornwall, back in April of this year, in a National Sunday newspaper, asked adults to read to their children for at least fifteen minutes a day. A few things happened as a result from my side. One, the idea of children using postcards to write little notes to their little friends, either handing the notes over or posting them. We, myself and AUSTIN MACAULEY, have put together a ‘GEORGE’ postcard (from the little dog character from my book of that name). The bottom line of this approach simply being another way of teaching children one of the greatest gifts they shall ever have; what any child will have, no matter what the language. To teach the little ones communication via the WRITTEN word. What words mean, how to chose them, construct a sentence (‘thoughts in words’). WORDS: one of the DNA strands of human communication. For the little ones, just FUN! I’ll let you know how it pans out.

A & B

If you stood A alongside B, then took A’s brain and put it in B, and B’s brain into A, which then would be A and which then would be B?

Where be the soul?

Where might our soul be located within our body? The gonads? Let’s not go there! The heart? Bernard proved to the world that the heart was but a wondrous pump. So, what about the brain (my vote)? If so, in transplanting a living human brain, would the neurosurgeon not also be transferring the soul from one human being and into another? Now THAT would be playing God! (See my book ‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’).

How many beings within a HUMAN being?

In literature, we’ve had Jekyll and Hyde.

In theatre and on film, the actor in his/her professional life is many beings within his/her single being.

In Medicine, there is the tragic condition known as ‘Multiple Personality Disorder’.

And the first such ‘separation’ on record?

Dare I suggest the Holy Trinity?

Right, on that controversial note, TTFN!*

PT

* It means ‘Ta Ta for now’ (the late Jimmy Young).

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Hello Good People

An update.

I’m not sure if I told you, but the head of Marketing at my publisher, AUSTIN MACAULEY, is linking this blog site to their Press Release site, so any news re my literary efforts can get a wider audience. Bring it on!

I wrote a story in verse and prose some years ago entitled ‘ARRIVAL’, which tells the story of a possible Second Coming. I’ve sent a copy to the BBC, as I think the medium of television and (possibly more so) radio would be the better outlet for it.

On a different matter, we’re on the verge of getting new ‘GEORGE’ bookmarkers printed and, totally new, ‘GEORGE’ postcards. The whole project geared towards getting children into the WORD. To both read and learn the art of written communication

Watch out for my publishers AUSTIN MACAULEY. Only been around some 12 years, but building up a head of steam and going like a train!!

That’s it for now. Up and at ‘em!

Cheers,

PT

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‘INSANITUS’ (and ‘ARRIVAL’)

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Back again …. this time with ‘INSANITUS’

This third book is a collection of individual short stories, each complete and of themselves alone (whereas ‘GEORGE’ is made up of fourteen separate stories, but when together, make up one singular, overall story/novel).

I’ve written short ghost/horror stories since the outset of the ‘70s (that’s the 1970s, not the bleedin’ 1870s!!). I have some 68 in total and, last year, began to put them into some sort of order, with an idea they could make up small collections. So, ‘INSANITUS’ is the first such collection.

With the first, I decided to do those stories (novellas, in fact) that I wrote with the “safety catch” off, beginning with ‘BLOOD’. I wanted to do a mood piece, so did so, choosing blood as my subject matter. I went on the search engine Google and typed in the word ‘blood’. What it came up with blew my imagination, giving me with a ‘hook’ to hang my story on. What made it even better was the fact the condition of the tragic ‘hero’ of the piece, designated with the ID of ‘Mister Nobody’ is a genuine one, as was his particular syndrome within the condition: the ‘RENFIELD SYNDROME’. Stoker’s ‘Dracula’ character has more than a vestige of truth/reality about him. Someone behind you can truly stalk, with bloody intent!

‘INSANITUS’ comes out at the end of this November, all things being equal. Whether more follow will be in the lap of the gods.

Finally, there’s ‘ARRIVAL’. A story in verse and prose, telling of the Second Coming’. However, how it’s decided to present it is a matter yet to be resolved. It’s different to any other writings of mine, so has to be truly separate; stand alone.

That’s it. Thank you for your time and patience. I’ll be back!

Cheers,

PT

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‘GEORGE’

Hello Good People

Today it’s ‘GEORGE’, and this book is as different from ‘PROM’ as it’s possible to be. And, unbelievably for me, it all began around August of 2000! A beautiful young lady joined the company I worked in. Before too long, she informed me that she had a little dog, a Jack Russell, by the name of ‘GEORGE’. Typical me, I said I’d write a story about him, and the ‘handle’ was already there: his name. The story would be about a little Jack Russell by the name of ‘GEORGE’. For reasons I won’t explain here, he struts his stuff from the moment he deems himself to be THE George: that’s to say, SAINT GEORGE, Warrior Knight. Patron Saint of England, Slayer of Dragons, Rescuer of Damsels in Distress and an All Round Good Egg!

There was another young lady in the company, by the name of Filez (or “Filly” for short). She informed me that their family dog was a cross breed Husky by the name of ‘BUTCH’, and Filly’s prime job, as far as the family was concerned, was to keep his fabulous coat in pristine condition. This wasn’t helped at all in the fact the hair was plentiful and WHITE, and Filly was always fighting a losing battle. I said I’d write a story which included Butch. And such was so.

I wrote seven stories in the first session, and seven more in the second session, with a number of years between the two. By the time I was starting the 12th story, I was pooped. So, I decided to stop at the even number of ….. 14. This gave me time and space to begin laying down the road to the end. Also, when the time came, I had to ask the publisher that all future copies had a single strapline on the inside front page of the book: Nothing is what it seems.

I noted a few “odd” happenings in the context of the stories, from story 12. Only into the second half of the 14th and final story would the reason for that strapline come to be understood.

I enjoyed writing them, the more so as Maria, Filly, George and Butch had been and are real people and real pets respectively. Also a character by the name of Inspector Charles “Charlie” Roberts. The real Charlie (!) had been my father’s friend for some 15 or more years, and is still mine. Dad is deceased, but Charlie’s still hanging in there – at 97! They don’t make them like that anymore. A true “Good Old Tommy”!

The illustrations for the book were done by an outstanding Artist/Illustrator, Finola Stack. I gave her detailed descriptions of George, Butch, Maria and Charlie (along with photos), and just the descriptions of the other characters. She did a wonderful job. Also, ‘George’ has received approval (at least of his image) from a Royal quarter.

The Primary school kids I spoke to about George and his adventures loved him. Time will tell how far he goes.

I won’t detail any of the stories, but some did, in a very gentle, oblique way, make mention of some of the sharper edges of a young person’s life. Also, that life, and goodness was, and always would be, ultimately triumphant!

Right, tomorrow I shall deal with my third book – due out at the end of November, 2018. A collection of novellas from the HORROR genre, in which I usually tend to write.

That’s it.

PT

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‘PROMETHEUS’ CLOSING

Hello Good People

And now we come to the end, as far as ‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’ is concerned. So, we’re now back into the context of the story.

How? was the question. I’ve decided to go to the last major piece of the heart of the subject matter. This by way of going to ‘Carvel’s Address to the IAMS, and headed ‘The Theory of “Second Evolution”. In fact, Carvel was indisposed and the Address was delivered by a man, the Moderate extremis as far as Medicine was concerned, who had been against Carvel’s stance and views, as a Progressive extremis in same, since their Cambridge days, years before. The man being Sir George Purcell. Now, as he honoured a pledge he had made to Carvel barely a year before, and stood to make the Address, they had become friends who agreed to disagree most strongly in matters regarding the direction “progressive” Medicine was taking, with Carvel at the helm. As Purcell stood at the lectern, neither he nor anyone in the room, nor the world beyond, knew what Carvel had achieved within the walls of the CRE.

But …. what part of the Address to note here? It could be on but one topic: EUTHANASIA. When I was writing the ‘Friends of Medicine’ speech, that singular word/subject was looming at the back of my mind. So, at the book’s end, I had little choice but to bring it front and centre ….. within the context of the full Address. In this, I have selected a few paragraphs. They will have to suffice, until those that will, decide to read the book.

The Address was delivered by Sir George Purcell on 5 November, 1985; barely three months after the ‘Carvel experiment’.

Herewith, a few selections from that Address, headed ‘The Theory of Second Evolution’ by Carvel himself.

‘Perhaps my actions will throw into stark relief the meaning of progress, and the consequences of same. Good, if it will take matters from the realms of theory and polite debate and forces a reality check. Make it, society, ME, face what is now upon us – and deal with it.’

‘To those of you who may not have grasped what I’m getting at, let me put it in a single word: evolution. Evolution, ladies and gentlemen. Continued evolution related to the most precious thing on this Earth. Life. Ours.

To me personally, all that has passed comes down to two very basic areas. Continued evolution, and to that very singular life gifted to us all. Let us take evolution first.

I am firmly of the belief that we are in the middle of making the Second Evolution of Man. First, there was the evolution from Ape to Man- by Nature. Now we have the Second Evolution, of Man to Superman – by Man.’

‘ …… It has been made clear to all of us at this time, that it was, it is, and shall always be, to each alone, his or her life. …….By this I mean, when and wherever possible, each individual of right age and sound mind, should be allowed to decide just how far they would have us go to save, prolong, even bring to a close, their life. Yes, euthanasia has to be in this equation. For now, I said ‘prolong’ as opposed to ‘save’. Sometimes the difference between the two acts are not made clear in either debates or speeches, such as this one here tonight.’

‘…….. Quite often, euthanasia is not only the most merciful course to take, but in all conscience, the correct course of action to take. Only religion and the teachings of thousands of years still prevent the reason for this being shown to be so.’

‘….. Let me repeat what I have said once more. I speak only of the voluntary act of euthanasia as, for me at least, there can be no other.’

‘…… I end with three questions to all men and women of Medicine everywhere: What price Medical progress continued? What price Medical progress abandoned? Who, amongst all here tonight, would be signatory to the latter?’

‘Thank you for the courtesy of your time and attention.’

* * * *

That was essentially the end of the book, save for just a few lines on the following page, that I’d suggest supported the old truism: It’s never over ‘til it’s over’!

* * * *

Tomorrow, lighter fare, as I feature ‘GEORGE’.

Cheers,

PT

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‘PROM’

Hello You Luv’ly People.

Here we are again …. primarily with ‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’. However, first some news. The Marketing Manager of AUSTIN MACAULEY thinks this idea of “talking” about my writings on my little blog site is a great idea, so she’s linking it into my Press Release site. Oh, goodie!

So, back to ‘PROM’ and …. JAMES ROBERT CARVEL.

* * * *

What follows is in the context of the book/story.

Gavert’s face-to-face, formalised Q&A session with Carvel was the last. Again, here I edit it, and do not comment on it, save to say ten years down the line and the man looked to Gavaert to be physically older, but the eyes still shone with brilliance …. or madness …. depending on one’s view of the man.

Carvel

Q

‘Why did you make the ‘Friends of Medicine’ speech?’

A:

‘Why not?’

(And then the man elaborated a little).

‘I wanted to fire a warning shot across the bows of medicine, just for my personal satisfaction. I knew those who’d probably put two and two together were not present that night. No real ‘heavyweights’ of our profession. Besides which, that was years ago and, in reality, we were nowhere near then.’

Q:

‘So, James, why?’

(It was here that Carvel had actually made the mountain and mountaineers analogy. He also then made the remark: ‘Who the gods wish to drag down, they first gift the cup of hubris.’ This itself, of course, a misquote.)

Q:

‘Will the ‘Experiment’ succeed?’

A:

‘Truthfully, I do hope so. If not, to at least show that our way is essentially the right way.’

Q:

‘Do your fellow Team members think likewise?’

A:

‘Have you not asked them, Alvin?’

Q:

‘Do you think you’re right in what you’re doing?’

A:

‘I refer you to my speech to the ‘Friends of Medicine’. Also, I will, before the year is out, expand on it in my Address to the IAMS.’

Q:

‘Does Baltimore truly believe he’ll come out of it as a new man, literally?’

A:

‘You’ve asked him. Let his answer suffice.’

Q:

‘Do you, would you, feel any responsibility for your course of action as regards to your colleagues in the profession, and to friends?’

A:

‘Only to my patient, no other.’

Q:

If Baltimore, as ‘B2’, comes out of this alive, where will he go? Where will your Team go?’

A:

‘To the prototype of the COT (the Cryogenics Operating Theatre). As to the Team members, they’ll each fly out of here and to destinations of their own choosing. As to ‘B2’, when he’s “de-frosted” for the final time, that will be that. No going back.’

(Gavaert had to add a codicil answer to that last answer)

Q:

‘Why, it seems as though you’d be running away!?’

(Carvel’s response was almost deadpan, as he also gave a faint smile)

A:

‘Can’t be too careful. May get sussed and arrested.’

Q:

How far do you think medical progress will go?’

A:

‘My two speeches give indication, but much will depend on the society of the day. There’s no easy answer.’

Q:

‘Finally, Sir James, do you believe in God?’

A:

‘I’m not into formalised religion, Alvin. It has no place in my professional work. On good days, I believe in a Common Father. On a bad day, I’m an agnostic.’

That was it. Only the ‘Experiment’ remained, which would also see Gavaert enter into one of the most fantastic, advanced operating theatres in the history of Medicine to date: the Cryogenics Operating Theatre.

* * * *

As you can imagine, there is so much more beyond this point, which you would have to find out for yourself. Be that so, you should have an EDITED glimpse into that C.O.T. scene, after the ‘Experiment’. In doing so, like me when I was writing this book, remember it was no longer Baltimore (B1) present, but his brain in the skull of a donor body. Only when, IF, that body became once more active, in movement, voice and memory, would it become B2; the NEW William John Baltimore.

Gavaert looking down into the Cryocasket that held the potential B2

‘The writer stared down into the casket. It was all rather bright, due to the lights being directly above ……. There, laying out before him, was something akin to a facsimile of a face. It resembled what could, at best, be described as some grotesquely, badly fitting face mask. And the skin; a faint, unnatural colour about it. No matter. Carvel had the necessary skills to perform the odd tweak, make that face more acceptable …. in time…….’

* * * *

Sorry, that’s as far as I go down that route.

How to end this is now the question. My answer is the “Second Evolution”, and that I’ll deal with after lunch.

Stay tuned.

PT

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I’m back!

Hello Good People

I’m back with ‘PROM’. What follows is in the context of the story.

* * * *

The original ‘Carvel experiment’ was set to take place in 1975, but didn’t happen until 1985. Herewith, two comments noted on that time gulf:

‘We were younger, bolder then. We were up for it, but not yet ready for it.’ Carvel

‘Ten long years, yet so little time left (now)’. Baltimore

And Gavaert’s take when he saw the CRE for the first time; outside and inside!

The Land of Poe. This jewel of Science, nestled on this scepter’d Isle, this earth of majesty, this little piece of Hell on earth’. Gavaert (after Shakespeare)

And so to the interviews with Kraser, Morrow and Beckler. I’ll leave the main man, Carvel, until tomorrow (Wednesday, 8th August). Years before Carvel and all that went with it, Gavaert had received some advice from an old hack when it came to interviewing the famous, infamous and those who believed themselves to be above Man and God:

‘Let your questions be the rope on which they swing or hang, in accordance to their answers given.’

So, here we go.

Kraser

Ten years on, he still looked like a benign Einstein, yet now even more blown and battered by the additional years and a hard life. Carvel had asked Gavaert to go gently, kindly with the old man. Even so, Kraser could have been viewed as Carvel’s Svengali. After all, he mentored the great neurosurgeon-to-be over the years, from boy to man; gave him Robert Ettinger’s work ‘The prospects of Immortality’, identified and introduced to Carvel Professors Beckler and Morrow. Kraser may not have written the music of the Magic of Medicine, but sure as shit, he had one hell of a hand in conducting it! I now give you (edited), the Q&A of it.

Q:

‘Will the ‘Experiment’ succeed, sir?’

A:

No answer was forthcoming, just a gentle smile. Gavaert moved on.

Q:

‘Do you think you’re right in what you’re doing?’

A:

‘The good Lord gave us gifts. Others shall judge our actions.’

Q:

Do you think Baltimore believes he’ll come out of this a new man – literally?’

A:

‘You must ask him. Only he can say. And it’s too late now. For him the journey has already begun.’

Q:

‘Will you feel any guilt, responsibility if Baltimore dies?’

A:

‘We must all be responsible for our own actions and the consequences they bring, Alvin.’

Q:

‘Where will you go, do, once it’s all over, one way or the other?’

A:

‘Probably as James asks.’

Q:

‘How far do you think medical progress will go, be able to go, sir?’

A:

‘As far brains, abilities, will and vision dictates. For my part, I doubt I have life enough left to see much beyond what is done here.’

Q:

‘Do you believe in God, sir?’

A:

‘He believes in us, in spite of what we believe. And now I must take my leave and thank you for your time and consideration.’

That was it. Over and out.

Morrow:

Morrow the Morose, Gavaert thought of the man. Rod Steiger on Mogadon! Yet, the man was to become Gavaert’s minder whilst the reporter was in the CRE, and seemed also to have become Carvel’s minder, as much as anyone was able to be.

Q:

Will the ‘Experiment succeed?’

A:

Time will tell. It always does.’

Q:

‘Does Carvel think it will succeed?’

A:

‘Ask him, if you haven’t already.’

Q:

‘Do you think you’re doing the right thing?’

A:

‘Those that believe, do. Those that don’t, wouldn’t.’

Q:

‘Do you think Baltimore will come out of this a new man – literally?’

A:

‘As with the second answer, ask the man.’

Q:

‘Will you feel guilt, responsibility if the man dies?’

A:

Answer was there none, just a smile. Onward and upward!

Q:

What will you do, where will you go, once it’s all over?’

A:

‘Whatever Carvel asks.’

Q:

How far do you think medical progress will go, be able to go?’

A:

‘Allowed would be a better term. As far as skills can take it, and society must choose. Maybe you should read the text of Carvel’s ‘Friends of Medicine’ speech. That says it all.’

Q:

‘Do you believe in God, Professor?’

A:

‘More a case of does God believe in us and what we do.’

That was it. Over and out. A great man in his own right, and a very large bag full of contradictions.

Beckler:

‘His arrogance was so natural, innate and passive, it was all but invisible.’ Gavaert

Q:

‘Will the ‘experiment’ succeed?’

A:

‘Time will determine.’

Q:

‘Does Carvel think it will succeed?’

A:

‘Ask him.’

Q:

‘Is he right in what he’s doing?’

A:

‘Ditto’.

Q:

‘Does Baltimore truly believe he’ll come out of this a new man – literally?’

A:

‘Ditto’.

Q:

‘Do you, will you feel any responsibility for your course of action with your colleagues, and to your friends?’

A:

‘Own your own actions, not the dictates of others.’

Q:

‘If Baltimore comes out of this successfully, where will you go?’

A:

‘Where needed’.

Q:

How far do you think medical progress will go?’

A:

‘As far as Man and his imagination takes it.’

Q:

‘Finally, Professor, do you believe in God?’

A:

‘Irrelevant.’

That was it. Only the leader of the little band remained: JAMES ROBERT CARVEL, Knight of the Realm.

* * * *

Right, that’s me done for the day. As you may have gathered, it’s a little demanding, tiring. As stated, I’ll be with you tomorrow (8th August). Until then, have a good evening.

PT

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‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’

G’day Good People!

‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’

We’ll be continuing our troll through ‘PROM’ today, but before that, some information.

I have informed the Marketing Manager of AUSTIN MACAULEY as to what I’m about. She thinks it’s a great idea and will link this blog site up to my press release site. All gist to the mill.

And now ….. back into ‘PROM’ ….. remembering that all that follows in the context of that story.

* * * *

This time, it’s down to questions and answers. William John Baltimore had set everything up. The operation, eventually to be referred to as ‘The Carvel Experiment’, was Baltimore’s idea, his dream, his driving ambition, for someone to transplant his still clear, highly functioning brain into a new vehicle (body) in which to move, live and DO! He found the man. And it didn’t stop there. He wanted the whole thing chronicled, a written record presented to the world, so others could see and believe that nothing was impossible. For this, Baltimore found the American freelance journalist, ALVIN GAVAERT, to witness and to chronicle everything, from beginning to end; whatever that end was to be. For his part, Gavaert decided early on that there should be a very particular common denominator, a set Q&A session with each of the four who made up the team who would do the deed, and with the man at the heart of it all, and for whom all was being done: WILLIAM JOHN BALTIMORE. This was actually achieved, more or less. However, where Carvel and Baltimore were concerned, there were unscheduled meetings, when such interviewing was not scheduled. The two most telling, even profound, involved Carvel with Baltimore, and Carvel with Gavaert.

With the first, Carvel had asked his patient why he was taking such an extreme gamble. Baltimore’s answer was succinct and devastating. He had informed the great neurosurgeon that he decided it was time for him to meet the world once more, face-to-face. However, in order to do that he first had to have a face, which he barely had at the time!

With the second, it was when Gavaert met Carvel in the CRE (The Cryogenics Research Establishment in Kingston Upon Thames), where the monumental event would take place. In the first instance, Carvel had asked a one-word question: ‘Why?’ Carvel’s immediate, ice-old, challenging reply was ‘WHY NOT?’ Then, the man had explained, and the explanation was not altogether without heart and reason. He had told Gavaert that is was as the mountaineer to an unconquered mountain. It had to be challenged and conquered, simply because it was there, and he was a mountaineer! Gavaert half expected Carvel to burst into song: ‘Climb every mountain!’ The journalist was not himself without a certain humour macabre.

The set, uniformed questions were easy enough to present; face-to-face, direct Q&A. Gavaert wouldn’t engage in any manner of dialogue in respect of the answers given. All interviews taped – for the record. There was one exception: Baltimore. Once in the CRE, and the pre-op induction started, the man was out of bounds. Even so, with an arrangement with Carvel, Gavaert had put the questions in a sealed envelope. Alone and face-to-face (so to speak), Carvel put the questions and recorded the remarkable man’s answers on a small hand-held Dictophone. And so, to the Q&As. I’ve edited to some degree. Hold on to your hats, hearts and souls.

BALTIMORE’s Q&As

Q: Will the ‘Experiment’ succeed?’

A: ‘I hope I’m around to find out’.

Q: ‘Does Carvel think he’ll succeed?’

A: ‘Ask him’.

Q: ‘Do you think Carvel believes himself to be right in what he’s doing?’

A: ‘Bit late to ask now.’

Q: ‘Do you think you’ll come out of this quite literally a new man?’

A: ‘That’s why I’m here.’

Q: ‘Do you feel any responsibility for your actions, to friends, colleagues?’

A: ‘No.’

Q: ‘If you come out of this successfully, where will you go?’

A: ‘Back to work.’

Q: ‘How far do you think Medical progress will go?’

A: ‘Who knows, who can tell? Ask those that dare to do.’

Q: ‘Finally, sir, do you believe in God?’

A: ‘If I don’t, God help me!’

* * * *

Right, that’s it. I’ll be back later today to deal with the Team, and what each had to say, via their own turn in front of the Q&A grilling. Don’t stray far!

PT

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‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’: A New Genesis

Hello Good People

As promised, here I am again with the above noted book. Following the storyline, we move to the first (of two) James Robert Carvel’s speeches. The first, in the context of the story, was headed ‘A New Genesis’. Carvel had been officially announced as the top man at the newly created HM Cryogenics Research Establishment (CRE), Kingston-Upon-Thames. A small group calling itself ‘Friends of Medicine’ invites Carvel to speak at one of their functions. At first he’s all for giving it a miss, but changes his mind and agrees. What follows here is a sort of ‘extracted highlights’ from it. It was good fortune (or fate?) that no one attending knew of Carvel personally, and his personal views and prodigious neurosurgical skills – let alone his private views on the latter. All kicked off in the usual low-key, polite way …..

* * * *

“Ladies and gentlemen, ‘Friends of Medicine’, I thank you very much for inviting me to speak at your gathering this evening. If I may ……”

(I now highlight the choice, “juicy” bits.)

“As a Progressive, I am glad, as a Humanist, I am more than a little apprehensive.”

(Lying little shit!)

“To date, this new science (Cryogenics), in relation to immediate benefit to the individual, has been limited. However, it is now becoming a means by which to prolong life, indefinitely, until some future date when Medicine will have discovered cures and procedures for all that ails us today. (We) have the means NOW, to help find and apply such means for which people wait. It’s a very real possibility that we shall, sooner rather than later, be able to remove one of the greatest enemies known to today’s surgeons: TIME ……. to create the ability to push even further back, the spectres of age and death ….. either deliberately or unintentionally, (end the) greatest search in Man’s history; the search for everlasting life. ……. How far dare we go? How far should we go? At what point, if any, should we cease to search, and thereby surrender the life to He that first gave it?

How long can we (the practitioners of Medicine) bear this burden? For how long must we continue to be both God and Man in one? …… It has to be the Society of THIS DAY that must help us, tell us, what is to be.

If we follow the foreseeable logical line of progress in Medicine, the end could be that which at first was the beginning, the making of a human life. But this time, not by the Divine hand of God, but by the progressive hand of Man. Perhaps then we should see a new Bible: the ‘Bible of Progress’, with a new Genesis, beginning where the ultimate folly in the progress of Man could itself end: And Man madeth man, by man and of man. And the new man, madeth by the old man, called the old man – GOD!

* * * *

Still in the storyline context …

Before he left the gathering, someone asked him what he meant, what he was doing. Carvel had smiled and winked as he replied: “Just putting a shot across our bow!”

* * * *

That’s it for today, Good People. Tune in again tomorrow.

Regards,

PT J

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‘PROMETHEUS ASCENDING’

Hello Good People

Yesterday, I began laying out some details (quotes and snippets) of my first novel, the full title that you see above, which I call ‘PROM’, so save time and space. So, without further ado, I continue. Batten down the hatches!

I classified the work as ‘medico Science Faction’. The subject deals with a medical event and, although fiction, there is a strong element of fact running through it.

In essence, the work purports to be an eye-witness written account of how a British Neurosurgeon (James Robert Carvel) and his team, attempted to transplant William John Baltimore magnificent and still superbly functioning brain from his shattered, decimated body, into a strong, fit body, that is simply sans its original skull in the cranium!

For reasons I shall not bore you with, I present the story in the third person.

So, who do I personally believe to be the most fascinating character in the drama? Well, Carvel was the driving force (hero or anti-hero is down to each individual reader). Even so, for me it had to be Baltimore. He took the gamble. He set it all up, even to employing an American freelance journalist (Alvin Gavaert) to witness the event and provide a written record of it.

And so, today, I will cover one of the most momentous sequences in the book; when Gavaert met Baltimore face-to-face (in a manner of speaking) for the first and only time.

I’ll take it from the moment Gavaert has reached the man’s bedroom door and knocked upon it. Needless to say, here I give a much edited version, due to space and time. Also, if I reveal too much, you would probably forego buying the book!

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‘As he knocked on the door, Gavaert mentally called out his own little battlecry: showtime!

Some sort of sound came from within, so the reporter opened the door as quietly as he could, then entered.

The room was bathed in an eerie half-light. There was a sweet, sickly scent in the air. There were sounds. Some from the wondrous instruments of science, there to assist Baltimore, to make his existence as tolerable as possible.

Outside, a wind that had been evident, now sounded very fierce, as if Nature herself were making it loud and clear her displeasure as to what was housed within the room.

Gavaert was now just feet away from someone sitting in a rather large chair, and also wearing the strangest mask. Because it was so white, almost luminous, it stood out like some free-floating, 3-D apparition. Neither man spoke. It was as if they were sizing each other up. They were.

The journalist found it hard to take in what he saw. It looked like a mish-mash, created in Hell’s own workshop. Part ‘Doctor Strangelove’, part ‘Ironside’, but far, far more, the personification of the ‘Phantom of the Opera’.

Whatever it was, it sure as hell gave fiction a run for its money.’

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Well, I think that’s enough to scare the children for the night. If any awaken in the morning with a headache, they can almost visit their friendly local neurosurgeon!!

More tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow.

Cheers,

PT

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