Monthly Archives: November 2024

Dispatches From A Brave People: Fortunate Sons – 3

Posted on November 9, 2024 by nathanalbright

As I expected, it was a few weeks later when the young man Musa Ben Eleazar returned with a couple of associates of his own to the audience room of the Exilarch. When he came into the room, the Exilarch … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: Fortunate Sons – 2

Posted on November 8, 2024 by nathanalbright

One of the habits I have acquired over my months here in the capital of Bravia is to sit and thoughtfully observe the audience that the exilarch of Bravia holds six days a week–every day except the Sabbath, when he … Continue reading →

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To Engage In Soul Searching, One Must First Have A Soul

Posted on November 8, 2024 by nathanalbright

It has been a couple of days since the 2024 US Election, and on the whole I am pleased but not particularly surprised by the results. I would have liked a more decisive victory and to have seen Republican pickups … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: Fortunate Sons – 1

Posted on November 8, 2024 by nathanalbright

October 8, 3014 Most Dread Sovereign, I have sought to be both diplomatic as well as candid about the difficulties that I have faced seeking to honor your wishes both for peace and, if possible, a military alliance with the … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: The Living Dead – 5

Posted on November 6, 2024 by nathanalbright

“How did your time go at the camp?” one of the grandchildren asked. “It worked out surprisingly well. At first it seemed more like boot camp or a military prison, but eventually it became more of a regular work camp … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: The Living Dead – 4

Posted on November 5, 2024 by nathanalbright

“I am glad to see you, my boy,” my grandmother said, kissing my head. “I’m glad to see you as well,” I replied. “I thought we were going to lose you. It was hard work raising you for all those … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: The Living Dead – 3

Posted on November 4, 2024 by nathanalbright

“How was jail?” one of the grandchildren piped up. “I did not spend much time in jail, thankfully. It is not the way in Bravia for people to be imprisoned for long periods of time. Jail is a short-term thing, … Continue reading →

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The Only Thing About Me Is The Way That I Talk

Posted on November 3, 2024 by nathanalbright

Yesterday, as I write this, I attended church services in Tampa for the first time in more than thirteen years. The last time I lived in Tampa was in early May of 2011, before I moved to Thailand, and after … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: The Living Dead – 2

Posted on November 2, 2024 by nathanalbright

“Even though it was more than 60 years ago, I remember it as if it was yesterday,” the old man said to the grandchildren who huddled around his bed. I remember how excited I was when I was invited by … Continue reading →

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Dispatches From A Brave Land: The Living Dead – 1

Posted on November 1, 2024 by nathanalbright

October 7, 3014 Dread Sovereign, Before I begin the tale recounted to me by an old man about his youth in which he became part of what is one of the more unusual and distinctive phenomena among the people of … Continue reading →

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