Saturday, November 8, 2025

The Journal of John Woolman: Final Thoughts

 This whole thing definitely didn't need to be in T5FSOB. I think if you were making an anthology with shorter pieces/excerpts, you could probably sneak in one chapter (I'd say 2, where he's refusing to write the wills, or 8, where he's dealing with the Indians), but as a whole it's very repetitive, not very well written, and kind of pointless.

1/5 on the pretentious classics scale. Next up, William Penn! (This entire volume is Pennsylvania adjacent.)

Friday, November 7, 2025

The Journal of John Woolman: Part 11

 The Journal of John Woolman: Part 11

Bonus: 

I couldn't find an actual TONIGHT... SOMEONE DIES! tv promo, but this song is pretty good.

Summary: THE END

Commentary: It's kind of weird to end a journal with someone else dying...

About a Quarter before six, the same Morning, he seemed to fall into an easy Sleep, which continued about Half an Hour; when, seeming to awake, he breathed a few Times with more Difficulty, and expired, without Sigh, Groan, or Struggle!


End of the Journal

Woolman probably killed him. 

 

Thursday, November 6, 2025

The Journal of John Woolman: Part 10

 The Journal of John Woolman: Part 10

Bonus: 

Rum: Bad. Sodomy and the Lash: TBD

Summary: John Woolman goes on a boat.

Commentary: 

Now, concerning Lads being trained up as Seamen; I believe a Communication from one Part of the World to some other Parts of it, by Sea, is, at Times, consistent with the Will of our heavenly Father; and to educate some Youth in the Practice of sailing, I believe, may be right: But how lamentable is the present Corruption of the World! how impure are the Channels through which Trade hath a Conveyance! how great is that Danger, to which poor Lads are now exposed, when placed on shipboard to learn the Art of sailing!

I was expecting more about why it's so corrupt and stuff, but we don't get a ton (other than that they drink a lot). 

Rising to work in the Night is not commonly pleasant in any case; but, in dark rainy Nights, it is very disagreeable, even though each Man were furnished with all Conveniences: But, if Men must go out at Midnight, to help manage the Ship in the Rain, and, having small Room to sleep and lay their Garments in, are often beset to furnish themselves for the Watch, their Garments or something relating to their Business being wanting and not easily found, when, from the Urgency occasioned by high Winds, they are hastened and called up suddenly, here is a Trial of Patience on the poor Sailors and the poor Lads their Companions.

It is cold and miserable, though.

I miss Two Years Before The Mast.

Tuesday, November 4, 2025

The Journal of John Woolman: Part 9

 The Journal of John Woolman: Part 9

Bonus: 

I WAS PROMISED JUGGLING!

Summary: John Woolman hates juggling.

Content: 

This Man, at the Time appointed, did, by slight of Hand, sundry Things; which, to those gathered, appeared strange.

The next Day, I, hearing of it, and understanding that the Shew was to be continued the next Night, and the People to meet about Sun-set, felt an Exercise on that Account: So I went to the Publick-house in the Evening, and told the Man of the House that I had an Inclination to spend a Part of the Evening there; with which he signified that he was content. Then, sitting down by the Door, I spake to the People as they came together, concerning this Shew; and, more coming and sitting down with us, the Seats of the Door were mostly filled; and I had Conversation with them in the Fear of the Lord, and laboured to convince them that, thus assembling to see those Tricks or Slights of Hand, and bestowing their Money to support Men, who, in that Capacity, were of no Use in the World, was contrary to the Nature of the Christian Religion.

Man, fuck John Woolman. Why you hatin' on juggling, man?

 

Monday, November 3, 2025

The Journal of John Woolman: Part 8

 The Journal of John Woolman: Part 8

Bonus: 

This wouldn't happen if we were all Quakers.

Summary: Selling Indians rum is bad! (Also slavery bad)

Commentary: I'm just happy John's writing about something else. 

I perceived that many white People do often sell Rum to the Indians, which, I believe, is a great Evil; first, they being thereby deprived of the Use of their Reason, and their Spirits violently agitated, Quarrels often arise, which end in Mischief; and the Bitterness and Resentments, occasioned hereby, are frequently of long Continuance; Again, their Skins and Furs, gotten through much Fatigue and hard Travels in Hunting, with which they intended to buy Clothing, when they become intoxicated, they often sell at a low Rate for more Rum; and afterward, when they suffer for want of the Necessaries of Life, are angry with those who, for the Sake of Gain, took the Advantage of their Weakness: Of this their Chiefs have often complained, at their Treaties with the English. 

Quakers are mostly anti-drinking as a whole, but I think he takes special offense on selling to Indians. Partially because he probably thinks they can't handle their liquor (as most people did at the time) and partially because they're already poor, which makes tanking advantage of them worse. Honestly, the parts about the Indians have been the most interesting in this whole piece so far.

Sunday, November 2, 2025

The Journal of John Woolman: Chapter 7

 The Journal of John Woolman: Chapter 7

Bonus: 

John Woolman getting his certificate.

Summary: John Woolman visits other Quakers and says slavery is bad.

Commentary: These chapters are all the same.

Saturday, November 1, 2025

Evilution is Trash

 I was going to move the Doom posts over to the other blog, but it felt weird to have the first one there be this one, so I'll finish it out on here.

I finished Evilution. It's garbage all the way down (I think there's maybe 1 decent level in the back third) ending with an Icon of Sin (ughhhhhh) fight that's not even set up properly.

Apparently, there was a lot of drama when Final Doom came out over the fact that what was going to be a free wad got bought out at the last minute. The drama should've been that id paid for this shit and allowed it to be published under their name.

I'd be willing to bet you could put together 30 better levels from the pile in Maximum Doom.

Good riddance to bad rubbish, never touching these again.

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