torsdag den 17. april 2025

The Rape "Game"

 

Now, what is this? Could it be a pamphlet AGAINST rape, warning men that that fantasy they have about abducting, binding, torturing, raping and maybe even killing women is not good for either them or said woman? Naaahhh, the wording is more like "have fun, doing sexy acts with "party girls" (whatever that is)"

As we know, Erotic transference is quite common. Many (?) women may dream of a situation like that, but how many - and whom - have acted out that fantasy? Almost nobody, whereas countless men have acted upon their fantasies of empowering women who somehow "tickle their funny bone", so to speak. Actually, these women may not even notice them, but that isn't obvious to the men who are caught up in fantasies of "girls lusting for their body". 

I would say that this particular case may look like a joke, but it's anything but funny if red under-wear is being seen as a sexual invite because of the color. After all, there is a reason why underwear is called under-wear: It's not being flaunted unless the clothes covering it is being ripped off. Not even if the rape victim had been stark naked, it would be an invitation to just everybody who might have a fantasy of her or someone like her. Men's fantasies don't oblige her in any way, just as her fantasies don't oblige them.

Even serial rapists and/or killers like e.g. Ted Bundy have said that porn sent them headlong into those erotic transferences of a non-violent and non-criminal sex urge into dreams of acts that grew more and more wild with the actual experience of rape and murder: The more women they raped and killed, the more they needed this stimulation to get sexual satisfaction. Without that, they were left with those "blue balls" all of them hate.

 

In a Patriarchy, girls are being taught from an early age that they should behave in a certain manner not to provoke the allegedly predatory male sex drive. It may be wise in certain cultures, but it shouldn't be necessary. However, new tricks are appearing everywhere, and it's annoying that women and girls aren't safe when they go out to have a drink or more. I'm glad to know that some bars, etc. see the problem and do their best to help the women.

 

 

https://www.eurekalert.org/news-releases/590549 

 

https://medium.com/@russellhowell86/mens-sexual-fantasies-26930278d8c5 

 

https://boobytrapec.blogspot.com/2024/06/blue-as-balls.html 

 

Wikipedia 


 

 

onsdag den 16. april 2025

The REALITY of the Assumed Reality

 

No, one doesn't turn into the person whose looks one borrows for a short spell, even though the new, "natural" silicon masks may make one feel that way. The same goes for digital AI-images that are able to turn one's true - i.e. GENUINE, NATURAL - persona into something quite different. To cheat by making oneself look like a beauty queen when on the net may not be all that seldom, whereas it would be to turn oneself into a sort of Quasimodo when one in reality is a beauty queen. People expect those they have romantic affairs with on websites, chat-rooms or whatever to be what they say they are and to look like they said. As we know - e.g. from the MTV-show "Catfish" - that's not always the case. Some get very offended that the one they declared to love wasn't a handsome hunk, but Quasimodo.


Charles Laughton as Quasimodo

However, the everyday transformation of women when applying make-up is considered more of an obligation than "cheating". It may be very obvious that a specific woman doesn't have eye-lashes that long, but somehow these additions to her looks become part of whom she is and thus what people expect her to look at all times - which she most certainly doesn't.

At what stage escapes one's true personality and turns into what is expected by other people? That moment is difficult to pinpoint, and I shall skip it for now and instead look at one special aspect with this make-belief-trap: Make-up signals that this specific and made-up woman adheres to her assigned role. That may not be what she herself wanted, but that is what most of those who see her think. Once I read that some women without make-up were harassed in Japan for being perceived as "feminist" which the fragile male egos couldn't take.



https://www.womenshealthmag.com/uk/beauty/skin/g38588295/celebs-without-make-up/



tirsdag den 15. april 2025

The Mental TrickleDown

 

Exaggerated danger of MENTAL TrickleDown? No, I don't think so, and we should be alert to the dangers of growing up as a "Trickler". 

What America has become may very well be a prelude to something much worse. Losing its innocence has made it turn into something that looks very different from what it was.


From this image of former greatness to what? Well, as a mirror of what it used to be at a special historical moment it might turn into something like this:

These men are symbols of certain actions and ideologies which some find innocent, but which more and more see as a threat to everything that America used to be and which it should become in the future. After all, no country can sustain its image without rooting out what these images represent.
 

Certain individuals might love to see this image as the new Mount Rushmore which really is a potent symbol of what's going on in the USA right now. However, others find the very idea a deadly stab in the back of the USA they want to see in the future, namely the one that's not wrapped in "DIPS", "Insider tradings", sheer "bluff and theft". 



mandag den 14. april 2025

Boobs Out In The Free!

 

Presumably "Tea Cup Sallie"

Yup, some women don't need trays, but even so, most women wouldn't endanger one of their best assets with hot liquors of any kind: No coffee, no tea should get too close to what's both a part of their sexual attraction and their natural "milk station" for babies.


I bet this isn't a baby girl, but a baby boy because that way he may represent the "double consumer" of female breasts without being coarse. To see the happy smile of a baby doesn't suggest that his Mom is a "hoe" - or something like that - for ripping out what nature gave her to feed her baby: It's "innocence" in something that might be called a "desexualized sexualization" of breasts.

This joke is a very fine summary of what might be called "the breast situation in modern times": What this young woman is doing is very natural and in full accordance with her role, as well as obligation, as a mother. She is breastfeeding her child, but lo and behold, it's done in the open which turns it into something that seems to be suggesting a sexual act. Oops!!!! Not her wish, but the mind of the not breastfeeding gender see it that way because they have been conditioned to do so: First and foremost, women "are" sex-objects, and their breasts have been symbols of many different things in the Patriarchy.
 

What to do when one is a conscientious woman who want to do good for her baby? Well, don't be too free with those female assets if you don't want to provoke the public, even though it should be possible to do so without misunderstandings of any kind. 


Yup, that should do it, although there will be loads of people - male and female - who resent that possibility of gaining freedom, even for one night.


søndag den 13. april 2025

Teachings By Rape

 

Well, firstly, "bitches" don't move on anybody like he is describing his actions. And, by the way, I bet he will call these actions "seductions" even though they technically are rape, or attempted rape. Because Don the Con has lulled himself into this strong belief in the rights of a "star" he has earned the nickname he likes the least: Felon. However, no matter what, he is, and he stays a felon for his assault on E. Jean Carroll. 

As is well-known by all/most of us, what happens may be interpreted totally different by two - or more - people who experience the same event. Something that may drive the police up the wall with annoyance when questioning several witnesses who don't seem to have seen the same crime they have. What tRump did, and was convicted of doing, to e. Jean Carroll was gross and demeaning of her as a woman. I'm glad she won her lawsuit, but I doubt she shall ever have the money he was to pay her for his assault on her - at least I haven't heard that she has got it yet, which doesn't bode well for her.

Now, why do I snigger involuntarily when reading about Olga, when I get fumingly angry when just thinking of Don the Con with E. Jean Carroll and the other 25 victims who have accused him over time? That doesn't seem fair, but that is how it is: I find the female sex offender "funny", maybe even cool up to a point, but the male offender I want to tar and feather or even worse. I think the cause of this is that the male's rape of a woman is sort of built into the Patriarchy, whereas the woman's assault on a man is a rare event, something that doesn't fit the general image of the sexes: Men are being suspected of doing something like that because the statistics tell that that's what they do now and then, whereas it's more seldom in women. We haven't got used to the idea of female rape yet, but it does happen now and then, for instance in older woman-younger men-constellations. 
 
Not that I find female rape a good idea, but maybe that's the only crime that may make it obvious to men that they should stop their all too common assaults on women.


lørdag den 12. april 2025

Virgin Birth


The so-called "Virgin" was a young woman who was engaged to get married to an older man. Nothing strange in that, as that was what many young women experienced - and still do - in The Middle East. The strangeness of her fate doesn't appear until she - THE VIRGIN BRIDE!!!! - gives birth to a boy before marrying her betrothed, Joseph, claiming that God himself is the father of the child.
 

As we know this legend started a mental as well as political process of changing the Jewish faith into a new religion of a "virgin" giving birth without having sex. In a way that turns the focus on Jesus onto his mother, "The Virgin", but that focus has only been kept by The Catholic Church and cthey don't take the next step: Could it be that Mary got pregnant on her own, with no assistance of anybody, Yahweh, Joseph or an anonymous goat herder?
Naahh, the believers will say, that's impossible, as it takes two to have a baby. Actually, such a belief of a virgin birth would be in concordance with some of the older religions, but that's not as interesting as the biological possibilities: Would a woman be able to give birth without having sex? Most people would say "NO!!!", but I'll say that with the use of artificial sperm, it's possible to skip sex to have a baby. Or, rather, that's what is about to happen in the future when science moves from e.g. mice to humans. As far as I know, nobody has tried to make a woman give birth after fertilizing her with artificial sperm, although the system is working in animals.

Mary and artificial sperm aside we still have one question: Could a female human - also known as a "woman" - become pregnant on her own? Naahh, it doesn't seem so, or it happens very seldom according to Wikipedia: "
In 1955, Helen Spurway, a geneticist specializing in the reproductive biology of the guppy (Lebistes reticulatus), claimed that parthenogenesis may occur (though very rarely) in humans, leading to so-called "virgin births". This created some sensation among her colleagues and the lay public alike. Sometimes an embryo may begin to divide without fertilization, but it cannot fully develop on its own; so while it may create some skin and nerve cells, it cannot create others (such as skeletal muscle) and becomes a type of benign tumor called an ovarian teratoma. Spontaneous ovarian activation is not rare and has been known about since the 19th century. Some teratomas can even become primitive fetuses (fetiform teratoma) with imperfect heads, limbs and other structures, but are non-viable." 
 

OK, if you say so - although you're a grandmother
 
Virgin birth - also called "parthenogenesis" - is common (List of taxa that use parthenogenesis) in some plants as well as invertebrates, and most often favoring female offspring which may be the exact copies of their single parent: The mother. As it is, in biology the male human may be put out of business, so to speak, but I've never heard any women suggest that as a solution to gender wars, misogyny, etc. - at least not yet ....
 
 
 
 
Wikipedia

fredag den 11. april 2025

Stealing The Money!!!

 

Basically, to be eaten by a dragon or by the political system of modern times is the same: Eaten you are and others are harvesting what you toiled to turn into the nest-egg that would save your Golden Years, yes, maybe even the lives of you and your family. In America a big part of this Eater-Free-To-Eat-system is what's called The TrickleDown, and it's nothing but a state established robbery of people who don't own much. The less you have, the more you're being robbed, and it's disgusting to watch how Americans are forced into paying for nothing.

Allegedly, the TrickleDown should go from the rich to the non-rich, but in reality that's not the case: It goes from the non-rich to the rich, and there it stays. I shall NEVER, for the life of me, understand why the American people don't revolt against such a system which I see as criminal. As an European I'm used to a system of governments which administer taxes from the people for the common good of the country, but not sort of direct it into the pockets of the wealthy by letting them off the tax-payer-hook. No taxes for billionaires mean loads of taxes for non-billionaires.


 
 

onsdag den 9. april 2025

Caught In The Trap Of Narcissism

 

What's wrong with enjoying a luxurious life with servants and a lot of money to pay for their service as well as everything else one wants? Something like that is the dream of many who toil on a daily basis without ever being able to just feel economically safe in a tumultuous world. The frustrations building up sap their lives of what might otherwise be seen as good features, something to be proud of or just enjoy. In my opinion, morally, it is wrong to live - or just long for - this kind of a life of leisure with no deep feelings of social obligations, simply because we are part of a society and shouldn't sort of hover above it like that's not the case. Also, I find it morally wrong to blind oneself to the life conditions of other people whom one, knowingly or not, may exploit. 

Well, what kind of individual would have no qualms at exploiting their fellow human beings? Without any hesitation, I would say a narcissist, someone who only have eyes for him- or herself.


Of course, being a narcissist, this guy will always prefer his own mirror image to anybody else, no matter what. Somebody like that would even trample whoever was in his way to get to that mirror in the hope of getting yet another chance of boosting his stupendous ego. They have a way of not seeing their own blemishes and get very upset when others point out that the six-pack of their imagination actually is flab.

tRump is so very easy to make fun of or to target for an excessive vanity. His claim that people have told him that he is the spitting image of Elvis Presley is ludicrous, unless it's about the singer a few years before his death. One may laugh, and then one might think a little bit of the reasons of Don the Con for this need of being considered handsome when the mirror - and his doctors - should be able to tell him the truth that he is and looks as the physically and mentally wreck he is. That said, looks or not, he is a malignant, narcissistic, pathologically lying conman, who has made $ billions by cheating his way through life with no concern for other people.

 

https://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/donald-trump-heart-disease-medical-walter-reed-us-president-health-birther-diet-doctors-a8165371.html 


https://thehill.com/homenews/campaign/4936068-omarosa-manigault-newman-trump-medical-history/?tb


Wikipedia


tirsdag den 8. april 2025

The Incel-"Hero"

 

Bianca Devins (2001-2019) was a lovely as well as gifted young woman. Although having had to fight depression, anxiety and post-traumatic stress disorder the life of this 17 years old girl was full of promises for a beautiful future, but her death was a scandal: She was butchered by an acquaintance, Andrew Clark, who wanted more than just friendship. Not the first time something like that happens, but this murder was different, as it became a sort of incel-manifesto when the murderer made photos and videos of her dead body public. Some embittered incels saw the murderer as a sort of "freedom fighter", revenging what they saw as an "unfair celibacy" of young men.


Somehow these young men feel "entitled" to have sex, also with girls and women who exhibit or have any interest in either them or sexual relationships as such. They feel "cheated" of an imaginary "right to" sex, and may turn into more or less criminal ways of getting what they want, e.g. by stalking, raping or, as in this case, murdering a woman. Bianca was stalked and harassed by incels for at least two years, but she may not have been aware that her "friend", Andrew Clark, might be one of the stalkers, and that he had designs on her that didn't fit her ideas of their friendship.

Nothing on this Earth gives a man the "right" to have sex with a woman at will, but those incels, who feel that way, may ignore that fact, demanding what's not theirs to demand. Women of former times have been brought up with a sense of feeling sorry and also protective of men, but that steep delusion may have been brought to an end with a better understanding of what's going on.

As to Bianca she may have lost her life because she kissed someone whom she really liked which her incel-"friend", Andrew Clark, saw as a grave insult because she wasn't into him in a sexual manner. Something she had tried to explain to him, but obviously in vain. After the murder, the police found proof that he had researched methods of killing people, which suggests that it was pre-meditated.


These angry and embittered incels seem to be all over the internet, accusing women of weird designs on the male happiness they feel entitled to. Some are discussing their own physical shortcomings as they feel that had they been taller, shorter, slimmer or whatever, but especially richer, women would choose them for sex. They overall-image of women is that the female gender is economic exploiters of men, also when the women they berate are their own breadwinners, maybe of a family with children. It's both stupid and unfair, but it's also harmful in another manner: It keeps the incels locked into their own false ideas, unable to change and learn.


 

https://www.zerotolerance.org.uk/news/blog/the-five-core-elements-of-incel-ideology/

 

https://www.bbc.com/news/blogs-trending-44053828 

 

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/bianca-devins-murder-family-targeted-online-community/

 

https://www.foxnews.com/us/new-york-teens-murder-photos-viral-prompting-mom-help-change-law 

 

https://www.rollingstone.com/culture/culture-news/bianca-devins-murder-brandon-andrew-clark-858874/ 

 

https://www.rollingstone.com/culture/culture-news/bianca-devins-murder-brandon-andrew-clark-858874/ 

 

https://crestresearch.ac.uk/resources/incel-and-the-incelosphere-an-overview-of-current-research-and-understanding/ 

 

https://boobytrapec.blogspot.com/2023/07/incel-ignorance-and-hatred.html 

 

mandag den 7. april 2025

Was Donald tRump Disqualified Under The 14th Amendment?


What did President tRump do when MAGA-hordes stormed the Capitol on January 6th, 2021? Did he, as the chief executive and commander in chief of the military, call for military help against those violent intruders? No, he just watched the criminal ongoings on television for 187 minutes, which is quite a long time, when his White House-staff are at danger. He must have felt very certain that nothing bad might happen to him, which speaks volumes about his commitment to the cause of the intruders: The first stage of the Insurrection was achieved because the president obviously was part of it. No other man or woman in his position would have sat it out and then, a couple of years later, have pardoned the MAGA-criminals. 
Yes, those men felt that they "were on a mission" which turns the event even more grotesque. A "mission" to back-stab the Constitution and thus the Democracy that even protects criminals? That sure is pulling the rug from under the feet of someone like these guys!
 
 
Somehow the investigations into The President, that should have been the first priority of several investigators, always was a bit too late. How come, when they knew that Don the Con most probably should have been put behind bars several years back in time for what looked like other crimes? For instance, did he steal and sell Classified Documents, thus committing High Treason? If so, why was he not brought to trial??????? That part of the historical DJT-episode I shall never be able to understand! It's too crazy for me to be able to wrap my mind around it.
 

As to The Insurrection, The Orange Conman wasn't an innocent bystander, watching television transmissions for 187 minutes, he was proved guilty by Jack Smith. According to The Constitution,
The President is not allowed to violate Federal Law as he, being the Chief Executive, is bound by oath to defend The Constitution and Federal Law. I remember how preoccupied tRump was with the idea of "immunity" at the time of the Insurrection. Well, as to "immunity", the ruling in the Nixon-case brought out an interesting wording: "Sovereignty remains at all times with the people, they do not forfeit through elections the right to have the law construed against and applied to every citizen." 
 

I find it a tragedy that Don the Con wasn't imprisoned long ago, not only because of his most recent antics, but also as a protection against what's next in his political agenda. 


søndag den 6. april 2025

Adoption


I kind of like the idea that humans may adopt babies and love these new additions to the family. Of course, I know that not all adoptions are successful. One of those less than successful adoptions happened when Muhammad adopted a young man, and - presumably - fell in love with his wife, sent him off to some less than safe place and married his widow. That story speaks volumes about the difficulties facing people in human adoptions.

Some adoptions in the animal world may seem stranger than strange. That goes for cats adopting what actually are on their natural menu. I understand cats adopting puppies, or dogs adopting kittens, but a cat which adopts birds seems very strange to me. 

By the way, that reminds me that many people talk of their pets as "adopted". Some also call cats and dogs "fur-babies", "daughters" or "sons". Well, I suppose that as many humans don't opt for human babies these days that figures, even though it does look strange to me. 

The not so eager parents may even suggest adopting their own children out of the family. It may be a solution in hopeless social circumstances, but still, it's sad.

Oops, that one is not for the weak of heart .......


 

lørdag den 5. april 2025

Short Story In Danish From My Collection "Magiske Øjeblikke" (2013)

One of my Danish short stories from "Magiske Øjeblikke" (SAXO, 2013)

 


Det højt elskede barn

Da Uffe blev født, følte hans forældre, Vivi og Christian, sig som jordens lykkeligste mennesker. De havde været gift i over tyve år, og denne kønne og sunde, lille dreng var deres første barn. Faktisk havde de opgivet håbet om nogensinde at få et barn, selv om de begge kom fra familier, hvor mange børn snarere var reglen end undtagelsen. Til familiefesterne vrimlede det med børn, og mange af dem var overordentlig kønne og intelligente. De havde næsten alle de flotte mørke farver, der gik igen i familien, og som man sagde stammede fra en fjern fransk eller italiensk forfader. Vældig romantisk og meget populært blandt de mere leverpostejfarvede efterkommere af jyske bønder, der var familiens anden grundstamme. Den gensidige tiltrækning gjorde, at der var mange ægteskaber mellem fætre og kusiner i familien.

F.eks. var Vivi og Christian ikke blot selv fætter og kusine, men også børn af et par fætter-kusine-ægtepar. Måske det var derfor, de studsede over Uffes udseende, for han lignede ingen anden i familien, da han var lyskrøllet og blåøjet, så hans udseende adskilte sig fra dem alle sammen. Det almindelige var og blev kulsorte øjne og nærmest blåsort hår. Selv som helt lille havde han dog familiens store, frodige hårmanke, der voksede fremad som skyggen på en kasket, bare i lys udgave.

“Som en engel!” sagde hans ældgamle farmor. “Ja, han kunne være selveste gud Amor, så dejlig er han!”

Begge hans forældre gav hende ret, men det pikerede dog Vivi en hel del, at der blev talt så meget om hendes barns udseende, for lå der ikke ligesom en mistanke eller ligefrem en anklage i de forskellige udbrud af overraskelse, som snart sagt hele familien kom med? Var det ikke, som om de antydede, at barnet nok ikke var Christians, siden han nu var så lys og så langt finere i det end sine fætre og kusiner? Det forekom hende nemlig, at alle kiggede en ekstra gang på ham for derefter at kaste et hurtigt blik på hende, som om hun lå inde med en forklaring og burde hoste op med den aldeles omgående.

Vivi havde ingen forklaringer på Uffes blonde skønhed, for hun havde såmænd ikke gjort andet end at blive gravid og føde barnet tyve år senere, end både hun selv og resten af familien havde forventet det af hende. Hun elskede sin mand og sin søn meget højt, så det var en ekstra kilde til irritation, at familien så ud til at nære mistro til hende og hendes ægteskabelige troskab.

Da lille Uffe blot var tre måneder gammel, var der en gammel tante, der fortalte, at han havde sagt noget til hende. Det morede de sig alle sammen meget over, for så små børn kan nu engang ikke tale. Noget, der gjorde det endnu morsommere for familien var den gamle dames påstand om, at det, han havde sagt, var “Vær velsignet”.

“Ja,” sagde hun, “og han nærmest råbte det, som om han virkelig mente det.” Hun så sig om i flokken af familiemedlemmer med et forstyrret blik og tilføjede derpå med høj stemme, “tænk, et Bibelord!” Det var sandt at sige meget mærkeligt, også fordi ingen i familien nogensinde satte deres ben i en kirke, undtagen ved dåb, konfirmation, bryllup og begravelse. Religion som sådan optog dem simpelthen ikke.

Alle familiemedlemmerne kæmpede for ikke at bryde ud i åbenlys latter, men det mislykkedes kun totalt for Vivi, der fik et voldsomt latteranfald, som hun dog forsøgte at camouflere som hoste. Bagefter, da hun sad alene med sin lille, yndige søn, strøg hun hans blonde kasket-pandehår tilbage og kyssede ham på den smukt rundede barnepande. “Uha,” sagde hun og vuggede ham i sine arme, “er du sådan en Bibel-kyndig, lille fyr, der velsigner folk.” Hun krammede og kyssede ham en ekstra gang for derpå endnu engang at stryge den genstridige pandelok tilbage, selv om den straks faldt fremover i den sædvanlige kasket-frisure. “Du virker nu også lidt som en fordægtig engel med den frisure.”

Den lille kiggede op på hende, og et kort øjeblik var det, som om han forstod, hvad hun sagde, for lige idet han løftede hovedet og så på hende, var der noget i hans stadig ufokuserede babyblik som hos en voksen. Et kort øjeblik virkede det lille, lyskrøllede englebarn langt ældre, end han var. I hendes ører lød det også, som om han mumlede et eller andet, og det forekom hende, at et af de ord, han ytrede, godt kunne være “fredhellig”.

“Hva’?!” udbrød hun. “Hvad er det dog, du siger?!”

Denne gang kiggede han på hende med det tågede baby-blik, der var normalt for et barn på hans alder, at hun følte det som en velsignelse oven på det kortvarige voksen-blik nogle få øjeblikke før. Det var lige før, hun udstødte et “puha”, så lettet blev hun, for selvfølgelig havde hun da taget fejl. Små børn kan nu engang ikke tale i den alder.

Nogle få måneder senere opdagede deres læge noget sært ved lille Uffes ryg. “Gad vide, om han har to bylder på skulderbladene, ja, for han er vel ikke faldet og har fået buler?” spurgte hun Christian, der var den, der havde fået hvervet med at bringe den lille til lægen til en almindelig helbredsundersøgelse.

Christian så forundret på hende. “Nej da,” sagde han, “men han er meget fremmelig, og forleden forsøgte han ligefrem at rejse sig op.”

“Det må jeg nok sige,” sagde lægen med en stemme, der tydeligt viste, at hun ikke troede ham. “Jamen, det har han jo slet ikke alderen til.”

“Nej, det undrede os også, ikke mindst fordi han allerede har sagt et par ord.”

“I må have hørt galt,” sagde lægen, nærmest forarget. “Det kan sådan et lille barn slet ikke.”

“Faktisk blev han beskyldt for at have sagt “Velsignet”, da han blot var et par måneder gammel.” Christian kunne godt selv høre, at det lød vildt, men han var fast besluttet på at fortælle om alt det, der var sket siden Uffes fødsel. “Forleden fortalte min svigerfar, at han havde hørt ham sige “Helligånden hos morfar”, og sidste uge skældte han hunden ud, og det lød, som om han kaldte den for et “Guds-dyr”.”

“Sikke dog nogle besynderlige påstande om sådan en lille engel,” sagde lægen og så strengt på Christian. Det var tydeligt, at hun ønskede var at få stoppet denne underlige samtale om noget, hun anså for rene fantasier.

Lægens hænder gled nærmest automatisk hen over barnets ryg, hvor hun endnu engang fandt de små knolde på skulderbladene, der undrede hende. Derefter undersøgte hun alt muligt andet ved den lille, og da hun også lyste ham ind i øjnene, så det ud til at at more ham enormt, for han kluklo og viftede med arme og ben. “Så-så, lille ven,” sagde hun og smilte uvilkårligt ad hans barnlige glæde, “man skulle tro, du forsøgte at flyve, sådan som du basker med armene.” Barnet bare så på hende, og et ganske kort øjeblik så det faktisk ud, som om han lettede et par millimeter fra undersøgelsesbriksen. Ingen af de voksne ville vedkende sig dette syn, så der blev ikke talt om det, men begge huskede det med undren.

“Hvornår opstod disse knolde?” spurgte hun Christian, der talte efter på fingrene.

“Vivi opdagede det sidste uge i fredags, og hun ringede til din sekretær og fik denne tid” svarede han med blikket stift rettet imod sin søn. “Vi forstår simpelthen ikke, hvordan det er gået til, at han har fået sådanne knolde eller at han allerede taler.”

“Nej,” sagde lægen, “og det gør jeg ærlig talt heller ikke, når du fortæller mig, at han ikke er faldet. Desuden er det mærkeligt, at de knolde, du fandt, ikke svandt ind, men tværtimod voksede. Vi bliver ganske simpelt nødt til at foretage nogle flere undersøgelser af ham, for jeg ved virkelig ikke, hvad det her går ud på, men det kan nogle blodprøver måske afklare.”

Barnet løftede hovedet med et sæt, som om han forstod, hvad ordet “blodprøver” betød. De to voksne studsede begge over hans reaktion, men kommenterede den ikke. I stedet sluttede konsultationen med, at de kiggede mistroisk på hinanden, og Christian besluttede sig i sit stille sind for at finde en anden læge snarest. Hans bekymring for barnet gjorde, at han følte sig svigtet. Lægen skrev en hel del ned, men fortalte ikke, hvad det var, hun noterede i den lilles journal. Det fyldte Christian med endnu større bekymring og mistro, men han sagde ikke noget og ventede bare på, at hun skulle blive færdig.

Til gengæld lød der pludselig en ligesom metallisk stemme, der sagde noget, der lød som: “Frels hende nu!” Endnu engang troede Christian ikke sine egne ører, da han så sit barns lille, yndige og fint formede mund ytre disse ord, samtidig med at han mødte hans blik i de himmelblå øjne, hvor blikket ikke veg. Han havde ikke troet sine egne ører, når barnet udstødte lyde, der kunne tydes som ord, og nu troede han heller ikke sine egne øjne, så han løftede uvilkårligt hænderne og befølte barnets ryg endnu engang. Under hans fingre var de to symmetriske knolde, der nærmest syntes at vokse ved hans beføling. Det forekom ham, at der sad noget ligesom hår inde under huden på knoldene, men han nævnte det ikke for lægen, da han ville føle sig til grin, hvis hun ikke kunne mærke dem.

Lægen, der nu var færdig med at skrive, rejste sig op og befølte endnu engang knoldene. Christians hænder fandt også tilbage til de sære gevækster, der var for store til at være bylder eller buler efter fald. Hver af de voksne, der stod med en hånd på barnets ryg var tydeligvis grebet af den ultimative forundring over det, de nu mærkede. Christian flåede tøjet af sin søns ryg, men hverken han eller lægen blev egentlig forundrede over at se det, som deres fingre allerede havde opdaget: et par små vinger på nogenlunde samme udviklingstrin som hos en daggammel dueunge. Ingen af dem blev særlig forbløffede over at se, at den begyndende fjervækst tydede på, at disse vinger var forudbestemt til at blive blændende hvide.