Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.

Ch.11 HATE THY NEIGHBOR Jeremy realized he was almost in a trance, circling the burning wreck, his gaze fixed in horrible fascination on the results of his action. Dismay and guilt was giving way partly to another emotion that shocked him in its growing intensity. A savage satisfaction. It was as if two voices were…

Ch.10 THAT OTHER WORLD The old farm was getting on her nerves. How she missed Paris! The days were dragging by. She enjoyed her new horse, and called him ‘Pecadillo’, which means ‘small sin’. It seemed appropriate. Her father had chosen well, and Pecadillo was healthy, lively, good natured if a trifle unpredictable when the…

Ch.9 FIRST BLOOD Jeremy stood stiffly before McAllister’s desk. Beside him, Owen too stood to attention. More or less. The atmosphere in the office was tense. McAllister looked up from the report he had been reading, and studied the two men. He sat back, and folded his finger tips together under his chin. When he…

  Ch.8 GENEVIEVE Sleepily, she stretched a tanned, smooth, well shaped leg out from under the bedclothes, and yawned voluptuously. The room was cold, but it worried her not the least. Tough, as well as beautiful, she would soon be flouting convention, and galloping around the bridle paths of Paris, training to become an even…

Ch.7 A STRANGE WHITE WORLD The next three patrols were eventful in that Jeremy learned a lot, but no enemy machines came near. He discovered the anti-aircraft artillery in earnest, which seemed to him to vary enormously from one location to another. He had been told not to worry about it, and this advice he…

  Ch.6 NO HUNS TODAY Jeremy slept badly, and awoke to the sound of aircraft taking off. He peered out the window in time to see four SE5’s climb up into the sky. No one had called him, and he wondered what to do. He was in low spirits by the time he entered the…