Baal and Baphomet Attend G-7 Summit In Cornwall

June 12, 2021 at 10:33 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster was sitting in his lobster tank at Set Enterprises in London and having a vision of what was happening behind the scenes at this year’s G-7 Summit in Cornwall.

He saw that the demons Baal and Baphomet were attending the summit at Carbis Bay, Cornwall and were in fact the entities responsible for writing Joe Biden’s Build Back Better global plan that the U.S. President was presenting to his fellow G-7 leaders as his plan to save the world.

The Baal and Baphomet Build Back Better plan was greeted with enthusiasm by Canada’s brainless Justin Trudeau.

The Egyptian crocodile god Sobek also briefly appeared during the summit to shed crocodile tears over the fact that this was German Chancellor Angela Merkel’s last G-7 summit since she’d be stepping down as Germany’s Chancellor later this year.

After the day’s proceedings were over, French President Emmanuel Macron walked the streets of Carbis Bay in search of cougars.

Finding none, the French President then wondered about Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II.

Which is why the Queen was presented with a sword in order to cut the G-7 cake in case Macron approached her asking for a piece.

Italy’s Prime Minister Mario Draghi made inquiry of the demons Baal and Baphomet as to Judas Iscariot’s good health on behalf of Pope Francis.

Japanese Prime Minister Yoshihide Suga was surprised to see Steak and Kidney Sushi on the menu at the Carbis Bay Hotel.

The summit host British Prime Minister Boris Johnson got a few pieces of the Steak and Kidney Sushi entangled in his hair.

And with that, Michelangelo turned off the lights in his lobster tank and went to sleep.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday June 12th
2021.

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Scavenger Hunt On The Amalfi Coast

June 10, 2021 at 10:42 pm (Film, Folklore, History, Movies, Mythology, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , )

The ghost of Orson Welles was sitting in an arm chair in the living room of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal London mansion and reflecting on a yacht trip he had made to Italy’s Amalfi Coast in 1953.

The Amalfi Coast is a stretch of coastline on the Tyrrhenian Sea located in the Gulf of Salerno in Southern Italy.

Welles recalled he wasn’t quite sure how he got to the Amalfi Coast.

The last thing he remembered was being on Spain’s Meditteranean coast and imbibing in several glasses of red wine.

The next thing Welles remembered was waking up on a yacht off the Amalfi Coast.

The yacht belonged to an Arab sheikh.

Welles got off the yacht not far from the town of Ravello.

He wandered around the town and ran into an acquaintance fellow actor Humphrey Bogart.

Bogart was in the town along with actresses Jennifer Jones and Gina Lollobrigida and actors Robert Morley, Peter Lorre and Bernard Lee.

They were shooting the 1953 adventure comedy film Beat The Devil.

Bogey teased Welles as they sat in a small outdoor cafe.

“Well, Orson, this film is obviously about beating you,” Bogey smiled, “You’re usually playing a villain in most of your films whether it’s a megalomaniacal newspaper publisher, an ex-Nazi on the verge of becoming a U.S. Supreme Court justice’s son-in-law, a post-war black marketeer on the streets of Vienna or a Renaissance Borgia prince. Your characters are usually human devils of some form or another. Thus as the film title suggests Beat The Devil is about beating you.”

Welles wasn’t about to take this insult lying down.

He answered, “I did play a heroic role in the 1947 film The Lady From Shanghai where my soon-to-be ex-wife played the villainess. Besides in many of your film roles in the 1930s, you often played gangster or mean tough guy roles.”

“Yes but later I played great heroic roles like Rick in Casablanca and Philip Marlowe in The Big Sleep so I was quite the heroic hero whereas you were usually the villainous villain,” Bogey laughed.

“Well, pick a game,” Welles challenged, “I bet I can beat you at it. And then we’ll see who’s the Devil.”

At that moment Gina Lollobrigida approached.

Bogey told her about Welles’ challenge.

The Italian actress suggested an old fashioned scavenger hunt.

Welles and Bogey agreed.

Gina said she would pick what was to be located and found.

She gave the same list to each actor.

Both Welles and Bogey set out on the scavenger hunt.

Welles had spent the entire morning searching.

And he had located what was to be located on Gina’s scavenger list.

Now it was early afternoon and Welles came to the final item on the list.

“What?!” Welles exclaimed, “Find the Greek goddess Hera sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach? How is that even possible?”.

Still Welles headed down to the beach.

Where he noticed a beautiful woman who looked like a goddess sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach.

“Excuse me,” Welles addressed the woman, “but you aren’t the Greek goddess Hera by any chance?”.

“I am, Mr. Welles,” the goddess answered, “I’m a big fan of yours so I came down from Mount Olympus to help you beat Bogey.”

Welles took Hera to the cafe where sat Gina and Bogey.

Bogey was looking dejected as he had been unable to find the goddess Hera sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach.

When Welles introduced the woman as Hera and swore on a King James Bible that he had found her sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach, Bogey objected, “I believe that you did find her sitting on a piece of driftwood on the beach but how do we know this woman is really Hera?”.

Hera then called on the gods Zeus and Hermes to appear.

When they did so appearing out of thin air, Bogey conceded defeat while Gina looked very surprised.

Angered by his scavenger hunt loss, Bogey went for a car ride where he got into an accident losing several of his teeth.

As a result while adjusting to the loss of his teeth, Bogey was unable to speak clearly and therefore actor Peter Sellers (who was not then well known at the time but had a talent for imitating voices) was hired to dub some of Bogey’s lines speaking like Bogey.

Some of the lines had to be re-dubbed because Sellers instead of speaking like Bogey spoke like Indian actor Hrundi V. Bakshi whom Sellers would later play in the 1968 movie The Party.

And thus that was how through the help of the Greek goddess Hera, Welles was able to beat Bogey at a scavenger hunt.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday June 10th
2021.

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Tanaka and The Unfinished Orson Welles Film Noir

June 9, 2021 at 10:39 pm (Film, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Movies, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

The immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka: As she appeared in a scene in Orson Welles’ unknown and unfinished Film Noir movie The Feather Casts A Giant Shadow

British MP Renfield R. Renfield was sitting in the living room of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal London mansion and enjoying a fine single malt Scotch whisky as he engaged in conversation with the ghost of Orson Welles.

Renfield was telling Welles how he had run into the immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka yesterday in a London park and how she had played the most beautiful melody on a beautiful vintage classical lyre.

“Tanaka had once visited Los Angeles in 1946 and she appeared as the heroine in a Film Noir movie I was directing at the time The Feather Casts A Giant Shadow,” Welles reflected over a good spectral glass of spectral red wine, “A film I was sadly unable to finish because it was shut down on orders of the studio heads.”

“How did Tanaka become immortal anyways?” Renfield inquired.

“She had apparently ridden a rare legendary ghost white buffalo back in the late 1870s and it is said that whoever rides a ghost white buffalo becomes immortal,” Welles explained, “And in Tanaka’s case, that turned out to be true.”

“What was the plot of this unfinished Film Noir movie starring Tanaka?” Renfield asked.

“It was about a prestigious Ivy League university secret society,” Welles answered, “one that counts several influential politicians and judges among its membership. And one that specializes in stealing important Native American artifacts.”

“I wonder which Ivy League university secret society you would have based that on,” Renfield remarked sarcastically.

Welles laughed.

For both knew that the secret society in the film was obviously based on Yale University’s Skull and Bones Society.

“And what was the plot of the film?” Renfield wanted to know.

“That the giant Phoenix bird of ancient legend had once flown over the Black Hills of South Dakota and one of its giant feathers had fallen on a hill top,” Welles replied, “where it was found by members of the Lakota Sioux nation. It was kept in a sacred lodge in the Black Hills known only to certain elders and certain members of their families. A member of this Ivy League University secret society accidentally crashed his plane near the lodge and found the lodge with the sacred Phoenix feather present. Being the thorough scoundrel that he was (a future U.S. Presidential candidate if there ever was one), he stole it.
He placed the feather in a room in a Philosophical Research Library and Museum in Los Angeles that was associated with a grand global occultic fraternity of which the Ivy League University Secret Society was just a branch.”

“How did Tanaka’s character fit into the film?” Renfield asked.

“Tanaka played the granddaughter of a Lakota Sioux elder who was one of the Guardians of The Feather,” Welles explained, “She was sent to Los Angeles to bring the Feather back to its original owners.”

“So Tanaka was the heroine,” Renfield nodded, “Who was the femme fatale in the film?”.

“That would have been the secret society member’s girlfriend,” Welles noted, “She was a female Nazi Intelligence officer who had been brought to the United States by the OSS (forerunner of the CIA) in order to help set up America’s post-war Intelligence, National Security and Espionage apparatus.”

“I see,” Renfield finished his glass of whisky and poured himself another, “And so why did the studio heads stop and shut down production of the film?”.

“Because I guess it was hitting a little too close to the truth of what was actually happening in the U.S. at the time,” Welles answered, “Apparently FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover himself showed up in the offices of the studio head ordering that the film’s production be immediately halted. And to add insult to injury, Hoover apparently showed up wearing one of the dresses that Vivien Leigh wore as Scarlett O’ Hara in the movie Gone With The Wind. The production ceased with a single phone call within 5 minutes of Hoover’s arrival.”

“How very sad,” Renfield sipped his second glass of Scotch, “It sounds like the film would have been a great classic.”

Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka appearing in a scene in Orson Welles’ unfinished Film Noir classic The Feather Casts A Giant Shadow.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday June 9th
2021.

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Tanaka and The Pendlebrook Lyre

June 8, 2021 at 10:33 pm (Folklore, Mythology, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

British MP Renfield R. Renfield was taking a stroll through a London park.

By chance, he happened to hear a lovely musical melody being played.

He looked and noticed a beautiful young woman playing a lyre.

He recognized the woman.

He had met her on a few occasions.

She was the Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka.

She was wearing a beautiful and elegant classical Grecian dress.

When she had finished playing, she passed her lyre to the bandstand security detail for safekeeping and approached Renfield.

“Hello, Mr. Renfield,” she greeted him, “How are you?”.

“Very well, thank you, Tanaka,” Renfield tipped his hat, “And you?”.

“I’m very well, thank you,” she smiled.

“That was a lovely lyre you were playing,” Renfield noted, “Where did you get it?”.

“I bought it from the Dashwood Forrest Art Gallery,” she answered, “who purchased it from the Pendlebrook Estate.”

“Ah yes, the Pendlebrook Estate,” Renfield nodded, “I understand the last Lord Pendlebrook died in Berlin, Germany on May 7th 1945 the same day that Germany unconditionally surrendered. But it took until early this year before the Estate was finally settled. And that only happened because one of the sole remaining litigant/claimants died after receiving the Covid-19 vaccine. Otherwise the matter might still be before the courts. It was like a long running Charles Dickens Bleak House novel.”

“So I understand,” Tanaka replied.

“That lyre certainly sounded divine,” Renfield acknowledged, “I wonder how the Pendlebrook family got ahold of it?”.

“According to a Pendlebrook family journal that Dashwood Forrest also purchased,” Tanaka explained, “Lord Peter Pendlebrook the First acquired it in 1810 after seeing a woman jump off a Cornish cliff into the sea during a raging sea storm. Pendlebrook rushed to the cliff but saw no sign of the woman. However he discovered that she had left a lyre behind. This is that same lyre.”

“It appears,” Renfield commented, “that the Pendlebrook lyre is like a good Scotch whisky. It gets better with age.”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday June 8th
2021.

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Amphitrite Answers The Call of The Sea

June 6, 2021 at 10:29 pm (Folklore, Mythology, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, )

Greek goddess Amphitrite answers the call of the sea

The year was 1810.

The place was a cliff on England’s Cornish coast.

And Amphitrite the wife of Poseidon and the Greek goddess of the sea happened to be sitting on a cliff playing her lyre.

She had been doing her global daily swim across the world’s oceans and seas when she suddenly felt a new melody entering her mind.

She had left the salty waters deciding to compose this new melody on land.

As she sat there playing her lyre and composing her melody, the waves of the sea suddenly started pounding beneath her and a storm came up.

She could hear the dolphins and the mermaids of the sea calling for her.

Some undersea emergency had come up and the dolphins and the mermaids
wanted her help.

She jumped up.

And then dove into the sea.

Leaving her lyre behind.

Lord Peter Pendlebrook had been walking along the cliffs of Cornwall and had noticed the woman who he didn’t know was a goddess.

He had heard her playing her lyre and thought, “What a lovely melody.”

He then noticed the seas suddenly becoming stormy.

“A sudden change in the weather,” Lord Peter Pendlebrook commented as he checked the barometer that sat atop his hat.

Then he suddenly noticed the woman diving into the sea.

“No, no, no!” Lord Peter Pendlebrook cried, “Don’t end it all. Life is worth living. Let’s talk.”

He came to the edge of the cliff and looked down sadly.

The waves churned and roared beneath him.

“I don’t suppose she survived the fall,” Lord Peter Pendlebrook thought mournfully to himself, “If I dive in to try to save her, it will be two deaths instead of one.”

Pendlebrook picked up the woman’s lyre and then walked back to his carriage some distance away which returned him to the inn where he was staying.

As he sat in the carriage, Lord Peter (who had a very good ear for music) played the melody on the lyre that he had heard the woman playing before she jumped.

“Strange,” he thought to himself, “Such a joyful melody she had been playing before she jumped. Makes one wonder why she jumped.”

Far away Amphitrite had answered the call of the sea.

The problems facing the dolphins and mermaids had been solved.

Thus the seas calmed down.

The only problem was she had left her lyre behind on that cliff.

She returned to fetch it.

But it was gone.

“I hope whoever took it will be very happy,” she said and dove back into the sea.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday June 6th 2021.

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Xi’s Overindulgence In Egg Rolls Leads To Nightmares

June 4, 2021 at 10:38 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , )

Musicians at a Hong Kong concert for the victims of the June 4th 1989 Tiananmen Square Massacre.

Xi Jinping the despotic and genocidal Communist dictator of the People’s Republic of China had overindulged in egg rolls with extra sweet plum sauce this evening.

As the result of his overindulgence began to weigh on his stomach, Xi turned on the television.

To his horror, he stumbled across a channel that had the audacity to show an illegal concert being held in Hong Kong tonight to commemorate the victims of the June 4th 1989 Tiananmen Square Massacre.

The musician on the right was Xi’s notable enemy the vampiress Mei-ling Manchu.

The sight of vampiress Mei-ling Manchu a notable enemy of the Chinese Communist Party performing at an illegal concert in Hong Kong commemorating the 32nd anniversary of the Tiananmen Square Massacre was too much for Xi to handle.

After putting in a phone call ordering that the programming manager of the TV channel that had broadcast the illegal concert commemorating the Tiananmen Square Massacre be immediately shot by firing squad, Xi took a sleeping pill and went to bed.

In his dream, Xi dreamed that he was a captive of British MP Renfield R. Renfield.

“Now,” said Renfield, “I want you to sign this confession admitting that the Covid-19 virus was released by the Wuhan Institute of Virology.”

“Never,” Xi refused.

“That sleeping pill you took earlier was no sleeping pill,” Renfield grinned, “Mei-ling Manchu substituted pills designed to give one a heart atack. I won’t call an ambulance to help you unless you sign a confession.”

Xi started clutching his chest as he began to feel the onset of a heart attack.

“I got the idea from watching an episode of the American soap opera The Young and The Restless,” Renfield sipped a martini with two olives and a twist of lemon, “Ashlyn Locke tried to renege on a business deal with Victor Newman in the Newman home. He suddenly started having a heart attack in the Newman living room because he had found out a couple of hours earlier that his wife Tara had had an affair with Kyle Abbott. As Locke started keeling over from the heart attack, he asked Victor Newman to call him an ambulance. Victor said he’d only call him an ambulance if he signed the contract selling Xerxes Media to him Victor Newman. Finally Locke signed just before keeling over. And then Victor called the ambulance. I suggest you might want to sign this confession before that happens to you.”

“Never,” Xi fell on his knees to the floor.

At that moment, the body of Dr. Anthony Fauci is carried out on a stretcher.

“Look and beware,” Renfield pointed at Fauci’s body, “He refused to sign a confession admitting that he had funded gain of function research at the Wuhan Institute of Virology. And now he’s no more. No doubt there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth in the newsrooms of CNN, The New York Times and The Washington Post when they hear the news.”

“I shall never sign,” Xi keeled over and died of a heart attack.

The Chinese Communist despot then dreamed he was thrown into the fires of Tartarus.

“But wait,” Xi cried as the flames of Hell began licking his body, “The Irish-Jewish American science-fiction writer George Finneganburg said that there would be a void after death not this.”

Xi’s screams echoed through eternity.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday June 4th
2021.

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June Arrives

June 1, 2021 at 10:33 pm (Entertainment, Vampire novel) (, , , , )

It was the 1st of June and Set Enterprises in London was throwing a corporate staff party for its staff.

British MP Renfield R. Renfield had been invited to attend as he had once worked for Set Enterprises as Chief of Security and Intelligence Gathering prior to his election to Parliament in 2017.

Renfield was sitting on the grass playing his guitar and singing an old Irish folk song that had been made popular by Tommy Makem and The Clancy Brothers.

Sang Renfield,

One pleasant evening in the month of June
As I was sitting with my glass and spoon
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was “The Jug of Punch”

Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was “The Jug of Punch”

What more diversion can a man desire
Than to sit him down by a smug turf fire?
Upon his knee a pretty wench
Aye, and on the table a jug of punch…

Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster chose to do an Irish jig as Renfield sang the old Irish folk song.

The moment was captured on smart phones by several people and shared on social media where it went viral.

At around the same time Dr. Anthony Fauci was telling a TV interviewer, “I could no more be wrong than a lobster could dance an Irish jig.”

Set Enterprises secret agent Miranda Singh was likewise enjoying the June evening picnic.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday June 1st
2021.

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Dashwood Forrest Visits The Cornish Coast

May 28, 2021 at 10:32 pm (Folklore, Ghost Story, Horror, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , )

Dashwood Forrest the owner and curator of the Dashwood Forrest Art Gallery in London decided to spend a few days away from London.

He decided to visit the coast of Cornwall and checked into a comfortable Bed and Breakfast in a small village on the Cornish coast.

He had heard on the radio in his room that a ferocious storm was approaching the coast.

Instead of being frightened by it, Forrest was excited about the idea of watching a storm on the Cornish coast.

It brought back those old stories of pirates and cutthroats and shipwrecks and ghosts that he had heard about the Cornish coast as a child.

He put on his heavy rainjacket and headed down to the cliff near the village to watch the storm unfold.

As he sat on the edge of the cliff, Forrest watched the tempest begin.

Storm clouds turned from gray to fierce black.

The waves churned and roared with all the fearsome turbulence the angry sea had to offer.

A streak of lightning came down seeking to pierce and slice the waves while thunder roared its approval.

Forrest thought he heard a voice cry out, “It’s a long way from the Cape of Good Hope to the coast of Cornwall.”

Strange, Forrest thought.

And then he looked and saw that infamous ghost ship The Flying Dutchman being tossed to and fro through the combatting waves while an eerie green ghostly light surrounded the ship and its torn masts.

The ship crashed and was torn apart on the jagged rocks under the cliff below.

Bodies of men appeared on the beach.

Bodies that quickly became skeletons.

And then turned to dust.

The broken wood of the ship seemed to vanish among the sea foam that washed up on to the beach.

Forrest sat there petrified and staring in disbelief at what he saw.

Meanwhile in London, Dashwood Forrest’s good friend Sherrielock Holmes was looking after the gallery for him.

British MP Renfield R. Renfield entered the gallery.

“Where’s Dashwood?” Renfeld asked.

“He’s taking a well deserved vacation,” Sherrielock answered, “Down to the Cornish coast.”

“Good for him,” Renfield nodded, “So any new items in the gallery?”.

“In fact, a new parcel came in this evening,” Sherrielock replied, “Containing a most magnificent and unusual painting. I’ve already had it unpacked and put on the wall over there.”

Renfield went over to look at the painting.

“I have the feeling,” Renfield remarked, “that Dashwood will be very surprised when he sees this.”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday May 28th
2021.

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Orson Welles On The Orient Express

May 25, 2021 at 10:38 pm (Espionage, Film, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, International Espionage, International Intrigue, Movies, Spy Tales, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

The ghost of Orson Welles sat in a comfortable arm chair in the living room of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal London mansion.

He was sipping a spectral glass of spectral red wine.

He was reflecting on a dream he had as a young mortal man where he was contemplating directing a spy film set on the Orient Express.

Agatha Christie had published a Hercule Poirot novel called Murder On The Orient Express back in 1934.

The spy film set aboard the Orient Express that Welles was planning to make would have been done 20 years before Sean Connery’s 1963 James Bond film From Russia With Love part of which was set aboard the Orient Express.

However Welles’ idea for the film was rejected by film studio heads.

When Welles had the dream that became the basis for the proposed film, he dreamed he was back in the mid-1930s.

Soviet Stalinist agents had stolen the Spear of Longinus (the spear said to have pierced the side of Christ as recorded in the New Testament) from the Hofburg Palace Museum in Vienna, Austria.

They were now riding the Orient Express to Istanbul where they would then board a ship from Istanbul to Odessa.

And then from Odessa the Soviet Stalinist agents would head to Moscow and then to Stalin.

However Nazi spies were also on the trail of the Soviet agents as Hitler too desired to possess the Spear of Longinus for world conquest.

Britain and France had likewise sent their best agents to recapture the Spear of Longinus.

Welles played the British agent Sir Cyril Bellerophon.

He was to rendezvous with France’s top agent aboard the Orient Express.

All Welles’ Bellerophon knew was that the French agent’s initials were ML.

As Welles’ character of Sir Cyril Bellerophon sat in the empty dining car (as it was currently neither breakfast, lunch or dinnertime aboard the train), a beautiful woman entered the Orient Express dining car and approached him.

She walked up to Welles’ Bellerophon and said, “Bonjour Monsieur. Je suis Monique Labelle.”

Welles bowed and said, “Bonjour Mademoiselle. Je suis Sir Cyril Bellerophon.”

It had occurred to Welles that Monique LaBelle (whose intials were ML) was the French agent.

That turned out to be the case.

Welles thought it was a shame he woke up from the dream and had no idea how the whole scenario would end.

Still he had a chance to kiss Monique Labelle before he woke up.

And that Welles’ ghost reflected as he lit himself a spectral cigar was the important thing.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday May 25th
2021

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Amadeus and Athelstan Listen To Renfield’s Sunday Night Podcast

May 23, 2021 at 10:34 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Vampire novel) (, , )

British MP Renfield R. Renfield was doing his usual Sunday night podcast.

His friend Amadeus Emanon and Athelstan (the butler and valet to the London based billiinaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set) were watching and listening to the podcast on their respective mobile devices.

Read Renfield live on air at one point, “And here’s a couple of stories from the world of global military news.
North Korea is starting work on a new program of tactical nuclear weapons. And in the U.S., the U.S. Air Force has announced its plans to set up a Transgender Flying Academy to see how many drag queens they can get into the cockpits of B-52 bombers as quickly as possible.”

At another point, Renfield read, “Did you know that in terms of sheer percentage numbers, Covid-19 has a lower mortality rate than testifying (or threatening to testify) against the Clintons?”.

Renfield finished his podcast on a historical note, “Why was it a crime for President Richard M. Nixon to authorize a wiretap of the Democratic Party Headquarters at the Watergate Hotel but it was perfectly okay for President Barack Obama to wiretap Republicans at Trump Tower?”.

Both Amadeus and Athelstan reflected on the numbers of “woke” people who would wake up outraged by Renfield’s latest podcast.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday May 23rd
2021.

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