A Day In 186O

November 18, 2022 at 10:37 pm (Film, Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, History, International Intrigue, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , )

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  • Two women stood talking to one another on a day in 186O
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  • The extremely tall thin and lanky man stood looking at the two women who stood there talking.
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  • He smiled.
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  • For he could see the woman facing his left hand was black and the woman facing his right hand was white.
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  • This he thought was how America should be.
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  • And yet how America wasn’t.
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  • The black woman from her style of dress was obviously a free woman.
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  • And she seemed to be friends with the white woman she was talking to.

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  • Strange to see this in the American South.
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  • For though the tall thin lanky man was born in a log cabin in Kentucky, he resided in Illinois.
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  • And was currently visiting the South incognito.
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  • The man heard a sound to his own right.
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  • He turned to look.
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  • Standing there were 2 ₱ersons from the future.
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  • One was Canadian vam₱ire hunter Dracul Van Helsing and the other was the ghost of Orson Welles.
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  • They had just sto₱₱ed a ₱lot from a Havana Cuba based billionaire Neo-Nazi named Robur ₱ike (who was a direct descendant of Albert ₱ike the Confederate Brigadier-General who was the head of American Scottish Rite Freemasonry, author of the Masonic textbook authority Morals and Dogma, worshi₱₱er of Lucifer and one of the co-founders of the Ku Klux Klan) from a time-travelling ex₱eriment (involving the CERN Large Hadron Collidor) where a Nazi vam₱ire was sent back in time to assassinate Abraham Lincoln before he became ₱resident.
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  • Van Helsing sto₱₱ed the ₱lot by staking the Nazi vam₱ire with a hawthorn stake and then burying the vam₱ire’s ashes (after the vam₱ire had crumbled into dust) in a crate of tobacco that coincidentally enough was bound for the Albert ₱ike estate.
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  • The ghost of Orson Welles watched the staking while drinking a s₱ectral glass of s₱ectral red wine and reminiscing about his love life with various Hollywood starlets of the 194Os.
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  • The ₱air vanished into the night.
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  • And the extremely tall thin and lanky man thought it was just a trick of light that he had seen the ₱air.
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  • He turned his attention back to the two women.
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  • That a₱₱eared to be reality.
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  • And he ho₱ed someday it would be a reality that would s₱read all across this land.
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  • -A vam₱ire novel cha₱ter Written by Christo₱her
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  • Friday November 18th 2O22.

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  • Renfield: No Abraham Lincoln Available To Tackle Today’s Seditionous Treacherous U.S. Democrats

    August 30, 2020 at 10:51 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Politics, Vampire novel) (, , , )

    British MP Renfield R. Renfield was doing another one of his Sunday night podcasts.

    Renfield: 160 years ago in the year 1860, the U.S. Democratic Party favoured slavery for African-Americans. They ran against Abraham Lincoln of the recently formed U.S. Republican Party who wanted to eventually do away with slavery for African-Americans.
    The Democrats lost the 1860 Presidential election to Lincoln and being the seditionous treacherous lot of scoundrels that they are promptly formed the Confederacy and tried to break away from the American Union- an historical fact lost on today’s brainless mainstream Marxist media (The New York Times, The Washington Post, CNN, MSNBC, Global News Canada and all other disinformation branches of the New World Order Ministry of Propaganda) with their abysmal ignorance of history (and every other field of study for that matter).
    Today the Democrats say they’ve always been opposed to the Confederacy (a crock of crap if there ever was one!).
    It was Democrats who enacted Jim Crow laws in the south and Democrats who founded the Ku Klux Klan.
    However slowly within the veneral disease infested underbelly of the U.S. Democratic Party, a desire for a new form of slavery was gradually unfolding – Marxist-Leninist slavery.
    You had Alger Hiss an advisor to FDR giving away atomic secrets to Josef Stalin.
    You had the Neo-Menshevik Zbigniew Brzezinski being named National Security Advisor to U.S. President Jimmy Carter back in the late 1970s.
    As the Dominican priest Father John O’ Connor said about the Neo-Menshevik Brzezinski, “He may have been anti-Bolshevik but he wasn’t anti-Communist.”
    Within the Kennedy family of U.S. politics, there were two noted anti-Communists John F. Kennedy and RFK Bobby Kennedy.
    That anti-Communism was not passed on to the youngest of Joe Kennedy Sr. ‘s sons the “fat slob Neo-Communist Teddy Kennedy” as he was called by a geopolitical analyst friend of mine on a blog of his back in the early 2000s.
    Fat slob Neo-Communist Teddy Kennedy whose idea of saving a drowning woman was to roll up the car windows and swim away.
    Fat slob Neo-Communist Teddy Kennedy who, when he was at his heaviest and most obese, could have used Greenpeace’s Save The Whale posters on his Senate re-election campaign signs in Massachusetts.
    So in 1860, the U.S. Democratic Party favoured slavery for African-Americans.
    Today in 2020 (160 years later), the U.S. Democratic Party favours slavery for everybody regardless of race, creed or colour. Today the U.S. Democratic Party is an equal opportunity enslaver. They want everyone to live under the slavery of a global Marxist-Leninist tyranny.
    For those with eyes to see and ears to hear, who today’s Democrats really are can be seen by the way most Democratic Party Mayors and Governors in the U.S. have reacted to the Chinese Communist Party Wuhan virus pandemic when they have enacted the most draconian measures imaginable against their populations and forbade freedom to worship.
    The sheer glee with which most of these Neo-Communist despots have closed houses of worship from California’s Gavin Newsom to New York City’s Castro admiring Commie Mayor Bill de Blasio shows the inherent militant atheist Marxists today’s Democrats have become.
    Sadly there is no Abraham Lincoln in the Republican Party to confront today’s equal opportunity enslavers and Slavery For All political despots in the contemporary Neo-Marxist Democratic Paety.
    It appears God’s judgement has fallen upon America.
    For those who think it’s bad living under the rule of the 1% elite in a capitalist society, just wait until they find out what it’s like living under the rule of the 1% elite in a Marxist socialist society.
    At least living under the rule of the 1% elite in a capitalist society, one is allowed to say “This sucks.”
    In a Marxist socialist society to say that the Hell On Earth the Commies have created is anything less than Heaven On Earth is to leave one open to the possibility of torture, imprisonment and death.
    Just ask the long suffering people of the world’s now oldest Communist state- North Korea.


    Renfield R. Renfield playing a young Abraham Lincoln in a stage production in London many years ago.

    -A vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher
    Sunday August 30th
    2020.

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    A Demon Virus and The Resulting Fiery Winds of Change

    April 17, 2020 at 10:35 pm (Culture, Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, International Intrigue, News, Politics, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

    A Demon Virus and The Resulting Fiery Winds of Change 

    The ghosts of Abraham Lincoln and Confederate General Robert E. Lee (once old enemies in their mortal lives) sat on the steps of the U. S. Capitol.

    “And so it begins again,” Lee and Lincoln remarked sadly both at the same time.

    In the Oval Office, Donald Trump was firing off Twitter tweets LIBERATE MINNESOTA, LIBERATE MICHIGAN and LIBERATE VIRGINIA with the same level of enthusiasm as the forces of Confederate General P.G.T. Beauregard fired on Fort Sumter on April 12th 1861.

    Washington state’s Governor Jay Inslee accused Donald Trump of “fomenting domestic rebellion and spreading lies”.

    The spectral ghostly figure of an 8 foot tall giant mammalian bat with the head of a Thanatotheristes (the name meant Reaper of Death in Greek and referred to a new species of T-Rex that had been discovered in the Western Canadian province of Alberta in 2010) who was the demon of the Covid-19 Coronavirus strolled down the streets of Washington DC.

    Remarked Lincoln with more than a hint of that melancholy that had affected him his entire mortal life, “What God and my earthly work has joined together, a virus will now put asunder.”

    . . .

    “So you think a 2nd American Civil War is coming?” Amadeus Emanon asked his friend British MP Renfield R. Renfield via Skype.

    “It looks like it,” said Renfield, “and the lines this time around will be blurry and not distinct. In the original civil war you could tell who was who by the uniform they were wearing – blue or grey – and the flag they were flying – Union or Confederate. They say sickness can sometimes be the final straw that ends family relationships. And now a pandemic will end a national relationship. The political and ideological divide among Americans has been growing for decades and particularly accelerated in the last decade. This pandemic is just finally pushing that divide over the edge and beyond the point of no return.”

    “So, what is basically going on?” Amadeus ate a potato chip.

    “You’ve got Donald Trump who thinks of himself more as a Caesar and a Roman Emperor than a President. You’ve got a whole bunch of Democratic Party state governors who are Menshevik or Antonio Gramscian cultural Marxists at their best or outright Bolsheviks at their worst. Many of them have been taking extra draconian measures in this pandemic particularly when it comes to persecuting people for their religious beliefs. One California county is even telling churches they’re not allowed to sing on their livestream services after they had already shut down their public worship services. A lot of U.S. Democrats show the same hostility towards belief in God as the old USSR did in days of old and as Xi Jinping’s Communist China does today. So a lot of Americans are fed up and have taken to the streets in protest. Trump as the new American Julius Caesar (who is not as intelligent as the old Roman Julius Caesar) is hoping to use his popularity with the plebs against the old elites (which was the same with the original Big Julius) to smash the Menshiviks and the Bolsheviks and make himself Emperor – something the original Big Julius failed to do and it was left to his nephew and adopted son Octavius to become Emperor as Caesar Augustus.”

    “This whole thing could become quite the cataclysmic event then,” Amadeus noted.

    “And the only real winner would be the current regime in Beijing,” Renfield reached for his home delivery Chinese food order that sat on plates in front of him.

    -A vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher 
    Friday April 17th
    2020

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    Wilkie The Cat Plays Abraham Lincoln On Broadway: A Poem

    February 18, 2019 at 11:56 pm (Arts, Celebrities, Comedy, Culture, Entertainment, Humour, Poetry, Satire, theatre, Theatre Arts) (, , , , , , , , , , )

    Wilkie the feline thespian decided to celebrate Presidents’ Day 2019
    By not drinking his own urine as proposed in AOC’s deal New Green
    Rather he would play the role of Abraham Lincoln
    and he did so after much heavy drinkin’.

    Now Wilkie the Cat fancied himself the Orson Welles of Broadway
    even though he was a bigger flop than a halibut caught in a codway
    His proposal for a Presidents’ Day play
    which drove theatregoers away
    Was to play the role of Abraham Lincoln
    with his catty whiskers, he’d be winkin’ and blinkin’
    And his girlfriend would play Mary Todd
    while the audience would play the part of Nod
    which in their seats would be what they’d be doin’
    As great theatre lovers underwent a serious screwin’

    With encouragement from the ghost of that junior Ed Wood
    Wilkie would put on the best show he could
    which meant that turkey from outer space Plan 9
    would when compared with Wilkie’s Lincoln look like Casablanca sublime

    Wilkie fancied a play within a play like weeping over Hecuba within Hamlet
    or Pyramus and Thisbe looking for rooms to let
    all for the benefit of Midsummer’s wet dream
    As Puck causes mortal aspirations to come apart at the seam

    Wilkie’s idea was to have John Wilkes Booth as an actor on stage
    appearing in Our American Cousin an 1865 theatrical rage
    and have Booth shoot Lincoln from the stage rather than the Presidential Box
    And allow John Wilkes Booth time to wipe the blood off his socks

    Needless to say the idea sounded so much better over 10 bottles of gin
    as Wilkie regaled the cast with his own peculiar historical spin
    taking dramatic license to the seeming level of a mortal sin
    Which it was pre-Vatican II
    As Fishy Fridays
    gave way to beef stew.

    Sean Connery would play Our American Cousin
    His line, “Miss Moneypenny, my head is abuzzin’
    I have swiped the Army’s budget for the building of a wall
    Because doing so I must admit makes me feel rather tall
    As wearing this wee tartan kilt has me in its thrall
    And the blasted neighbours won’t pay for this fine looking wall
    Can you imagine their sheer arrogance and gall
    And Congress won’t let me shut down government until way next fall
    so I’m forced to declare an emergency even though there’s none at all.”

    And Johnny Depp playing the fairy godmother of walls would appear in pink tights
    giving LGBTQ members of the audience severe nocturnal frights
    As Depp waves his magic wand, lo and behold
    From one of his mix matched socks, a gun he does unfold
    For the fairy godmother of walls is John Wilkes Booth
    his night day job of exchanging nickels for a tooth
    the Shakespearian actor did kindly forsooth

    But Wilkie as Lincoln was eating a tuna fish sandwich
    And Baphomet in the next booth was eating roast ostrich
    And as William Shatner appeared as Captain James Kirk
    It turned out both patrons’ food allergies were at work
    With the force of a mid-Atlantic gale breeze
    Wilkie and Baphomet let out a ferocious sneeze
    And the wall came a tumblin’ down
    right on the Statue of Liberty’s crown.

    The play is over
    The day is done
    And Wilkie from his creditors
    is now on the run.

    -A Wilkie The Cat poem
    written by Christopher
    Monday February 18th
    2019.


    Theatre goers smiling because they haven’t yet seen Wilkie The Cat’s Broadway play about Abraham Lincoln.

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    Pan Goatee’s Twin Sister, Edgar Allan Poe, Robert E. Lee, The Mermaid and The Kraken: A Poem

    January 19, 2019 at 11:58 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, History, International Intrigue, Literature, love, Mystery/horror, Mythology, News, Poetry, Romance, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )


    DARPA Contract assassiness Panty Goatee disguised as the Dragon Warrioress Crown Princess Lenora of Lemuria appearing to Edgar Allan Poe on the day of his death October 7th 1849

    ‘Twas the night before the Super Wolf Blood Moon
    and all through the earth, strange creatures were stirring
    and at the CERN Large Hadron Collidor in Switzerland
    Shiva and Kali danced the Dance of Death
    because of the foolishness of foolish mortals
    DARPA and CERN had teamed up to send
    Pan Goatee’s genetically cloned twin sister
    the beautiful Panty Goatee back in time
    to Baltimore Maryland on October 7th 1849
    disguised as Poe’s immortal love
    the Dragon Warrioress Crown Princess Lenora of Lemuria

    They were sending Panty back as Lenora
    On this date of January 19th 2019
    on what would have been Poe’s 210th birthday
    if he had been still alive or had become an immortal

    So as the full moon cast a mysterious looking lunar rainbow
    Down upon a cloud as snowflakes fell to Earth
    Around the Swiss countryside
    And Kali and Shiva danced a frozen version of Swan Lake
    as the Greek god Zeus choked on the drumstick of Leda’s
    duck a l’orange
    and the Chinese moon goddess Chang’e laughed heartedly
    while sampling the delicacy of Peking Duck sprinkled
    with a little Soma lunar elixir of life
    As her snow white jack rabbit hare friend ate carrots
    and developed superior night vision.

    Why was Panty going back in time as Lenora
    to Poe on his death day?
    It was a plan conceived by DARPA’S new AI robot
    Built by a DARPA employee under the mentorship of Sophia
    The Greco-Egyptian Gnostic goddess of wisdom
    Unbeknownst to both DARPA and CERN however
    the AI robot had come up with the idea
    after being shortcircuited
    when DARPA’s mascot Jefferey the otter
    had poured a 40 ounce bottle of bourbon
    down the AI’s metallic throat
    because Jefferey thought the robot could use a drink.

    As such both the drink and the plan
    would spell doom to the best laid plans
    of CERN and DARPA
    Both should have stuck to building better mousetraps
    And making plans to celebrate Robbie Burns Day
    later this month.

    Panty as Lenora approached Poe
    The writer looked at her and whispered “My long lost love Lenore”
    Then he whispered “Reynolds” as he saw the genetic clone
    That the immortal Egyptian scientist Imhotep
    had made of the writer and named “Reynolds”
    Poe then croaked
    and a raven outside the window wept bitter tears
    As Poe would say “Lenore” nevermore.

    Inside a Rome coffee shop
    Abraham Lincoln’s ghost
    And the ghost of Gen. Robert E. Lee
    celebrated the Confederate General’s 212th birthday today
    January 19th 2019
    As the Egyptian god Osiris watched
    Lincoln raised his cappuccino in a toast,
    “Here’s to old enemies becoming friends again”.

    And on a marble floor inside the Vatican was a gold ashtray
    containing the gold plated figures of a mermaid and a Kraken
    who were very much in love
    The Kraken told his beloved mermaid,
    I want this moment to last forever

    His wish came true when King Midas touched them both.

    -A poem and vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher
    Saturday January 19th
    2019.

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    Abe Lincoln’s and Jefferson Davis’ Ghosts In Vatican

    March 20, 2017 at 3:51 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, History, International Intrigue, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

    The ghostly figure in the top hat looked around.

    He didn’t recognize the place.

    But President Lincoln knew he was back on Earth.

    A place he hadn’t been in some 152 years.

    Lincoln looked and saw another ghostly figure approaching.

    He recognized it as the ghost of his arch enemy Jefferson Finis Davis the President of the Confederate States of America.

    As Lincoln saw Davis’ specter approach, he reflected on something he often felt when he looked at Davis’ photos when alive, “It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing oneself reflected- the reflection of one’s dark side.”

    Abraham Lincoln Jefferson Davis

    “Is this some sort of cosmic joke you’re playing, Abe?” Jefferson Davis asked, “Rubbing salt into the wounds of the defeated Confederacy?”.

    “I have nothing to do with this,” Lincoln answered, “I thought this was some sort of black magic conjured up on a soulless run plantation in the Deep South.”

    The spirits of both men remained silent as sudden strong gusts of wind came up and dark clouds blew over the gardens where they were standing.

    Pope Francis and a group of Cardinals walked by and through the spirits of the two men.

    “I think we’re probably in the Vatican in Rome,” Abe Lincoln finally spoke.

    “I’d have to agree,” Jefferson Davis answered.

    From one of the rooms overlooking the Vatican gardens, two intruders looked down- two intruders who could see the ghosts of Abraham Lincoln and Jefferson Davis.

    The intruders were Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing and Peter Whitstable the man they called the Fox Mulder of Interpol.

    “Who do you think summoned the ghosts of Abe Lincoln and Jefferson Davis to the Vatican?” Whitstable asked Van Helsing.

    “Probably someone who hasn’t read the Biblical account of what happened when the Witch of Endor managed to actually summon Samuel’s spirit from the realm of the dead for King Saul of Israel,” Van Helsing answered.

    “And who might that be?” Whitstable inquired.

    “Most likely a Vatican Cardinal,” Van Helsing answered.

    “Probably Cardinal JM,” Whitstable raised the ancient grimoire volume of necromancy he held in his hands- a volume whose autographed inscription read, “To Cardinal JM my personal favourite amongst all my devotees in the Vatican Curia of Cardinals, yours with love, Hecate, Hellenic goddess of witchcraft, sorcery and necromancy.”

    “Undoubtedly,” Van Helsing nodded.

    Whitstable’s wiretap sounded an alarm.

    “Who is that?” Van Helsing asked.

    “It’s George Soros text messaging Pope Francis,” Whitstable replied.

    Van Helsing’s own Samsung Galaxy 7 smart phone went off.

    “Who is that?” Whitstable asked.

    “The Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec,” Van Helsing replied.

    -A vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher
    Monday March 20th
    2017.

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    Aztec Vampiress Qonzilqointec Meets Abraham Lincoln

    March 19, 2017 at 3:27 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, History, International Intrigue, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

    President Abraham Lincoln stopped when he opened his bedroom door and noticed a beautiful woman standing there.

    The President was taken aback.

    What would his wife Mary have to say about this?

    “Um…” Lincoln decided to be diplomatic, “who are you?”.

    “I am the Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec,” the woman replied.

    “I see,” Lincoln thought the woman must be crazy.

    When she suddenly turned into a bat and flew around the room, Lincoln then decided there must be something to the woman’s story.

    She turned back into a beautiful woman again.

    “What do you want?” Lincoln asked.

    “To thank you for opposing the Mexican-American War as a Congressman from Illinois,” she said.

    “Well, you’re welcome,” Lincoln smiled.

    “And for doing what you can to help Juarez against the French and the Hapsburg Emperor of Mexico Maximilian despite the fact that you’re fighting a civil war of your own,” Qonzilqointec smiled at him.

    “Again you’re welcome,” Lincoln bowed.

    “It’s that bitch the Egyptian vampiress Isis who’s behind the French Emperor Napoleon III and all his plans for dominating the world,” Qonzilqointec seethed.

    “I did not know that,” Lincoln had to admit.

    Qonzilqointec smiled, “Did you know that the Transylvanian Count Dracula is a big supporter of Confederate President Jefferson Davis?”.

    Lincoln was really taken aback by that last remark.

    “That,” the President said, “I definitely did not know.”

    “Although,” Qonzilqointec laughed showing her pearly white teeth and incisors, “for the wrong reasons. He had heard that Jefferson Davis is an alumnus of Transylvania University totally oblivious to the fact that the Transylvania University that Jefferson Davis attended is a private university in Lexington Kentucky founded back in 1780.”

    “I guess it pays to have a knowledge of history and geography,” Lincoln reflected, “even for vampires.”

    “It does,” Qonzilqointec agreed.

    “What are you doing here?” Lincoln asked

    “I’m here to turn you into a vampire,” Qonzilqointec stepped towards him.

    Lincoln stepped back.

    “Only if you’d like,” Qonzilqointec stopped her approach, “You’re a great man. It would be a good thing if you could live forever.”

    “I have no desire to live the life of a vampiric existence,” said Lincoln.

    “Very well,” Qonzilqointec looked sad.

    She bowed and left the room.

    A few minutes later, Lincoln’s wife Mary Todd Lincoln entered the room.

    “I hope you remember we’re going to see that play Our American Cousin at Ford’s Theatre on Friday.” Mary looked stern.

    “Yes, dear,” Lincoln nodded, “I remember.”

    -A vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher
    Sunday March 19th
    2017

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    Abe Lincoln’s Shooting 150 Years On: Renfield’s Commentary

    April 14, 2015 at 8:22 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, News, Satire, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

    Abe Lincoln’s Shooting 150 Years On: Renfield’s Commentary

    Amadeus Emanon was listening to the radio because his friend Renfield R. Renfield was doing a guest editorial commentary on a local London radio station.

    Said Renfield on the radio: For those too young to remember, it was 150 years ago tonight that Abraham Lincoln was shot while attending a performance of Our American Cousin at Ford’s Theatre in Washington D.C.

    I don’t know if the audience received refunds when the rest of the evening’s performance was cancelled.

    Today no doubt they’d be selling their tickets on eBay or Craigslist.

    -A vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher
    Tuesday April 14th
    2015.

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