Tuesday, September 8, 2026

Words And Pictures - What A Couple!

As we know, when one wants to communicate something, one may chose different ways of doing so. For a very long time "The Word" itself was what brought insight. It's a recognized, strong tool, and according to The Bible (Genesis I) it was the tool of "God" himself: Yahweh spoke, and Woopsy, the Universe came into existence, actually out of nothing.  So this transformation was brought about by a command in words. However, what ended up in the written words we know today must have started out in spoken words, e.g. by priests or so. And, of course, before these spoken words became written, they have changed and changed as well as been elaborated on through many centuries. Nothing wrong or strange in that, because that's how fables and fairy-tales worked in the early times of the human history.

  Yahweh on a winged chariot 

However, later on the strong tool of Yahweh, the word, was reused by not always all that godly humans, both for ordinary communications, but also for inventing their own "universes" in form of stories. Still, the word stayed strong and magical. As it is, it didn't get challenged until humans started to use more pictures for communicating reflections and ideologies. Religious pictures, like for instance the one of Yahweh on his winged chariot, developed into much more intricate formations, as did the word. 

Such a picture, as e.g. this one from "The Middle Ages", tells an intricate story with several layers of understanding. Actually there are so many that we in our time period may not get to understand all of them, as neither words nor images may age well. To mediate everything in this picture would be difficult for the word to do on its own - strong or not. And what's more, the word works with making pictures, so why not elude any intricazies by aiming directly at the picture that one's words were to mediate? I would say, that that's only possible when the message is simple or a good representation of a very well-known phenomenon. In that case it's more like an illustration than anything else. 

(Artist: Jens Galshiøt) 

This crucified, pregnant woman gets its most potent symbol from the cross which alludes to the crucifiction of Jesus, but if we didn't know that story, it would be a strange piece of art indeed. There would be many different interpretations, and none of them would cover all of the implications of this specific artwork. The need for words would be felt very strongly by those who really, really wanted to know what this was about. Others, who saw it, might end up in 1) Disgust at the cruelty or 2) Disgust at the nakedness of this poor murdered woman, and both of that kind of disgusts would only be part of the message of this specific piece of art. 


Sunday, September 6, 2026

tRump And Some Non-Loving Cartoons


OK, I admit it, I just love cartoons like this one: Evil, but in a somewhat subtle manner. As much as I despise The Orange Conman, I prefer the subtle when it comes to him. Instead of Hell, Satan, eternal fires  and brimstones, a kind of fiasco of one of his ridiculous projects is more fitting. Not because I've turned soft on him, but because I think that shall hit harder. Bad EC? Maybe, but that's OK with me because I feel that whatever not-so-pleasant that may happen to him is well-deserved. His idea of renaming a Canadian lake into "Lake America" looks like a joke, but that may not even be the case as he over and over has proved to be totally without any feelings for the appropriate when it comes to the belongings of other countries. 


I'm sure many both in and out of America have dreamt of seeing something like this Ai-drawing turning real. Not that I can blame them as my wishes for getting him to stand trial for crimes that should have sent him behind bars many years ago, may be even more cruel. After standing trial, he should get jailed, but also being sent on a hot date with Old Sparky - a very hot date, that is .... 


When I see cartoons like this one, I find it difficult to un-see, so to speak, because that seems to be his attitude to everything and everyone who need help - or just an act of justice that is unpleasant for him. It's touching that some of his deluded voters, who have lost a lot, e.g. by his cloaked extra-taxes, (also called tariffs), write him, asking for help, but it's sad that they expect to get it.


The "Growth", such as it is, is for the 1% who are rich beyond belief, and there it stands. If there is a "TrickleDown" it hasn't been felt yet, and it's the same with those enormous number of new jobs that the voters were promised. Most of the vanity projects may be laughable, like for instance the totally undeserved "Arch of Triumph", that is being built for tax-payer-money. What covers that idea is best described by Hans Christian Andersen in his fairy-tale about the vain emperor who buys new clothes, but ends up naked.


 

Tuesday, September 1, 2026

"Bravery Supreme", Poem By Else Cederborg


 

Poem from my book, "Knees Bent", Author House 

    

Bravery Supreme


Doing as much as one can

hoping against hope

that's bravery supreme


All Rights Reserved©Else Cederborg

Saturday, August 29, 2026

Tancrede Dumas (1830-1905)

 

I've often seen, and noticed, this photo of a remarkable couple of close friends from The Middle East: A blind man carries a paralyzed man on his back, thus making a workable unity. By helping each other as best they can, both of them are able to move along, one being the eyes of both, and the other one the feet. One of the interesting things about this solution to the difficult lives of disabled men in the Middle East is that one of them is a Christian and the other one is a Muslim, but still they are able to work together. The photo is tagged "Tancrede Dumas", and somehow I got the impression that that was the name of one of these men, but it's actually the name of the photographer who took the photo.

Tancrede Dumas (1830-1905)

His parents were fervent supporters of Napoleon, who had to leave their native France to seek refuge in Italy. That's why Tancrede Dumas most often is called an Italian. He was some kind of adventurer, who tried his luck in several different professions. For instance, he was also a banker, but at the same time he offered pianos to buy or hire. His job as a photographer must have started some time in the middle of the 1860ies when he founded a studio in Constantinople with some others. However, in 1866 he started his own studio in Beirut, actually in the consulate quarter. That, I suppose, must have been valuable to him as it must have given him good opportunities with the so-called "elite". For instance, he accompanied The Archduke of Mecklenburg on his journey to the Orient, thus attaining the right to introduce himself as "Photographer To The Imperial And Royal Court of Prussia".  


The journey with The Archduke must have been of value to Tancrede in several ways. For instance, he also had the opportunity to follow The American Palestine Exploration in 1875 as the assigned photographer. His published collections of photographs from this kind of expeditions must be of high value to e.g. historians, as they tell about life as it was lived in the Orient at that time. As a photographer Tancrede was a witness to a world of yesterday. This, for instance, is a photo of snake charmers:


It seems that it's well-known that his work included several more albums or portfolios which have not been found yet. However, when he died in 1905 his legacy was - and is - impressive.

 

https://www.gettyimages.no/photos/tancrede 

 

https://luminous-lint.com/phoenix.php/photographers/single/Tancrede__Dumas/biography/ 

 

Wikipedia 

Wednesday, August 26, 2026

Some Considerations About The Uses of Religion

Some people will be horryfied at the implications of such a statement, but others will nod in agreement. However, as it is, the latter group may be the one which consists of more true believers than the first one. "How come?" you may ask, not believing your own ears. The first group are confirmedcChurch-goers, which the second one isn't, so how are they maybe more true believers than people who attend sermon after sermon? Well, to attend sermons and bleat religious hymns without much understanding of what they are about, is not a religious act, but it certainly is a social one: Religion is a way of bringing  "order" to a society in the conformity-manner. "Bend your knees, bleat with me and remember the religious slurs of our community. When doing that, you shall be fine."

Those ardent Church-goers often seem to be beset by thought, ideas and even plans which not exactly equal devotions. The so-called main-religions - and maybe even others - have attained a suppression function in society that has nothing to do with spirituality or a deeply heart-felt wish of "getting close to God, whoever this particular deity is". On the contrary, it's more like a "I shall twist you arm until it breaks if you don't come to see eye to eye with me when it comes to religion". The arm-twister may even see him-/herself as a true believer, a "swordsman" for God which is totally crazy. 

 


Yup, that's how it has been used for ages, but humans are the ones who enslave other humans, not "God" and not "Satan", who are nothing but figments of the imagination of numerous generations of humans. No matter what, it's interesting how these intricate fantasy-figures have grown into tools for suppression, but it makes one wonder at how it shall be in the future. The "2025-project" in the USA set out to turn a thoroughly Capitalistic society into what they see as Christian, but which we know is anything but that ....



Saturday, August 22, 2026

No Legs, Arms or Hands? James Gillingham Will Fix That in A Whiff!!!

 

In Danish, we have an old saying that goes like this: "Shoemaker, stay with your trade!" If James Gillingham (1839–1924) had done so he would not have been able to help William Singleton when he lost an arm in a weird accident in connection with the celebrations of the wedding of the future King Edward VII and the Danish princess, Alexandra. However, being a shoemaker, must have taught him what he needed to know about this very young art of making prosthetics in leather. It brought him fame, and he and his works is a main subject in the museum of Chad, situated in Somerset, where he lived and worked. 


He started his new trade in 1863, and from then on that was what he did for a living. As it is, he was an absolute artist, making beautiful and usable artificial limbs. Of course, he also was a pioneer, and the medical journal "The Lancet" complimented him for his work in 1868. They called his artificial limbs, which for the most part, took 10 days to make, "strong, light, and durable". Also, they wrote that they were "easy wearing and not likely to get out of repair; simple in construction, and as beautiful as life in appearance."


From the Chard Museum 

Modern day prosthetics seem to accept that the disfiguring aspects of being an amputee isn't hidden or camouflaged. Actually, nowadays one often sees artificial legs or arms looking like robotic limbs with no skin like coverings. They are all steel-constructions and don't look like natural limbs. To me, it almost looks like as if this kind of artificial limbs have become a trend. Anyway, I doubt it shall go on forever, as I suppose people will want to look as little conspicuous as possible: They will want to blend in, so to speak.


Maybe the future will bring much more advanced prosthetics. I shouldn't wonder if the experts have started to work on something that might be entirely new limbs, integrated with the body, yes, sort of "melting together with it". That might have been good for this little, Victorian girl:


Victorian prosthetic made by James Gillingham (1839–1924). Photos circa 1880s-1900s.


https://www.dearrailway.in/artificial-limbs-center/

 

https://steelbone.co.uk/types-of-prosthetic-limbs-on-the-nhs-for-amputees/ 

 

Wikipedia 


Monday, August 17, 2026

Mother Pretended to Be The Son She Murdered

 

This case undoubtedly defies some of the most common beliefs about mothers and children. We wouldn't find it hard to understand a woman who defends her children like a bear mom, risking her life in fightings to hold her cubs safe, but a mom who kills her son "on the spur of the moment", is unfathomable to most of us. The fact that she at one point also "borrowed" his identity, pretending to be him, holds such a lot of "how could she"-moments that it's almost as if this tragedy turns into some kind of sick joke. Almost, that is because all of this is tragic ....  

 

John Gaither: The Victim

According to his mother, her 42 years old son, John, was depressed, and that's the reason why she "put him out of his misery". He was living with her in her house, and he may have had problems of various art, but presumably not something that might call for her kind of euthanasia. Actually, she may have been depressed herself. Anyway, her actions don't strike one as what she called them, namely "a spur of the moment"-killing, as she handled his dead body in an almost professional gangster-manner, by hiding it in the wall. Not until relatives of the mother-son-couple made a report of John's disappearance that started an investigation was he found and retrieved. Before that happened she had sent text messages in his name, as if he were still alive.

 

The police found out that she had bought 15 bags of sand, straw, tape and dumpster bags at a certain Home Depot. All of it had been for hiding her dead son behind the fake wall she had built. Also, the police found out that she had a prior conviction of killing her drug dealer in 1993 and hiding his body in her car trunk. Strangely enough he wasn't found until several months later, and when he was, she attempted to kill herself. So she did, when her son's body was found, but both times she was saved. Her first murder landed her with a sentence of 17 years, and the second one, namely of her son, lead to a life sentence without any possibility of a parole.  


 

https://www.themirror.com/news/us-news/mississippi-mom-killed-son-hid-1951561