Men in dresses aren’t ‘brave’ and they certainly ain’t Masculine.

If you haven’t seen Harry Styles in a dress, well – you aren’t missing anything. It’s a man in a dress. Or more accurately, it’s a singer-songwriter in a dress. If that matters. (It doesn’t.)

And of course, the celebrities, politicians, and general leftists are going nuts over this. So stunning and brave, rah rah. And posting stupid things like this:

No. How about you be the man your effing chromosomal pairing makes you be?

And this is where some people say things like, “What’s your problem? Why does this bother you? Why can’t you be more accommodating towards others? Are you transphobic?”

I’ll tell you why this bothers me. And why it should bother you.

It’s belittling and insulting to real men.

Men with dirt under their nails. Men with blood on their boots and bayonets. Men who sweat, provide, and defend. Men who lead families, or small arms units, or construction crews. Men who built and created new civilizations with nothing but an axe, a horse, and a map. Men who are descended from ancestors who slaughtered mammoths and saber tooth tigers and invaded countries and defeated weaker civilizations.


It’s pathetic.

And if we don’t stand up and say, “No. Bullshit. THAT’S not a real man – My GRANDPA who used a flame thrower on a Japanese beach at 18 was a REAL MAN” then the weakening of our culture and the emasculation of our young boys will continue.

I was going to write more, then I discovered this excellent PragerU video which I think perfectly sums up my arguement.

Got my first International Review. That’s pretty cool!

And it’s a good one, by the Australian author of Guns of Perdition herself, Jessica Bakker.

Oh. My. God. This book, West of Prehistoric, by Erik (Tracer) Testerman was BRILLIANT. The highlight of my 2020 reading journey. It came out of nowhere – I hadn’t heard anything about it – and perhaps that’s why I had no real expectations going in, but within two pages, I was already blown away, and knew this was going to be a helluva book.

What’s it about? Well, think Red Dead Redemption 2 meets Planet of the Apes, then has a threesome with Jurassic Park. The resulting love-child, is West of Prehistoric.

Ex-outlaw turned rancher, Jed Smith, is minding his own business working on his ranch, when he’s suddenly (and brutally) attacked by a dinosaur. From that moment on, the weird, the west, the carnage, and the awesome, don’t stop.

An excellently fleshed out cast of characters join Jed as he seeks to first understand the dinosaur/ape menace that threaten the west, and then to stop them slaughtering every human they come across. Action is crammed into these pages, but there’s still room for fantastic character development, wry humour, and yes, some romance. You know an author has a great handle on character development when he makes the reader love and care about the main character’s horse!

Though West of Prehistoric is Testerman’s debut novel, he feels like an old-hat at writing – there’s nary a jangled sentence or misplaced word to be found. And while the premise of West of Prehistoric might seem simplistic on first glance, it’s actually absorbing, engaging, and addictive. I had trouble putting this one down.

It’s pretty clear this is a setup for a sequel or possible trilogy, and I can only hope Testerman draws this saga out for a few more books – I for one, will be lining up to get the next instalment when it comes out.

Yes, it’s weird western. Yes, there’s gore. However, even to those of you who aren’t into this genre or gore, I’d suggest grabbing a copy and giving it a go, because at the end of the day, this is just a wonderfully told, greatly entertaining story.

Purchase HERE


Did you see that? She called it BRILLIANT… in all caps. (I added the bold.)


Guns of Perdition (The Armageddon Showdown Book 1) – A Review.

In one word – WOW.

So, here’s a book review. I don’t think I’ve ever done one of these, although maybe I should more often. Because sometimes I come across books that simply rock.

And this book has pretty much everything that rocks. Gunslingers, Indians, Shape Shifters, Demons, Booger Monsters, and Poker Hands.

Did I mention Biblical Prophesy as the book name implies? Should have… because the FOUR HORSEMEN of the APOCALYPSE are in this book! And they carry guns!

As for characters – First off, we’ve got Grace, the anti-heroine. She carries a pair of guns named Justice and Mercy, and isn’t afraid to put a bunch of holes in things that get in her way. She’s callous, hardened, and chasing after the Darksome Gunman who murdered her parents, leaves a stack of bodies everywhere he goes, and is more than he seems. Then we got Jessie. The poor, shy, naive, innocent kid that gets picked up at the beginning like a stray puppy and attempts to restore some humanity to Grace. The story is told from his point of view.

The closest thing this book reminds me of is the Dark Tower series by Stephen King, which I personally couldn’t read. Because the first time I ran into lobster people I thought it was so freaking weird that I put it down and never picked it back up. And honestly, Mr. Stephen “Aww screw it, it was ALIENS ALL ALONG!” King doesn’t do it for me anyways.

But Guns of Perdition – Yup. It rocked my eyeballs.

The plot twists are fantastic, and the final twist, oh man… The book was good, real good. But once you hit that final twist, it solidifies the book as one of my favorites. (Now I’m going to re-read it to apply what I know to see the trail of breadcrumbs I missed all along.)

The only con that I came across, is the lingo. The first couple of chapters tripped me up trying to adjust to it. But the story was good enough that I pressed on and I’m glad I did. Because it didn’t take to long to get used to the way the characters spoke and enjoyed the rest of the book.

If you need something to read, and love westerns and horror, I highly recommend Guns of Perdition.