Monthly Archives: April 2014

A Bundy Moment

Does art imitate real life?

My novel, Tea Party, weaves a fantastic tale of how radio and television talk show hosts are used by a scheming anti-federalist named Brigadier General Thompson to take control of the United States.

Using the canard of government overreach (much of which was created by his army of conspirators), General Thompson is able to rally millions of weekend Patriots, hot with the fanned flames of talk radio and television pundits decrying an oppressive government out of control.

Today’s anti-federalists have embraced Cliven Bundy – a scofflaw to the tune of over $1 million dollars – as their government-gone-wild spokesperson of the moment.

Herein lies the Bundy Moment (I’m hoping to copyright the phrase) of the anti-federalist movement spreading across conservative America.

As hundreds of news cameras aimed their lenses at the cowboy-hatted rancher, the inevitable War of Aggression soliloquy proceeded to spew forth causing more reasoned anti-federalists to back-peddle faster than Almira Gulch in a whirlwind.

Not Sean Hannity.

For him, the principle of the thing is at the crux of the debate, not the spokesperson’s prehistoric views on race in America. And on this, we can agree.

And, what is that principle?

Let me be honest. I very much dislike the types of programming that Sean Hannity’s producers shovel over the airwaves. Shouting at guests, hammering three word slogans over and over again and lingering on mistaken concepts long after they’ve been disproven on factual grounds is not how I envision enlightened discourse.

I do not hold Hannity in the same contempt I do the likes of Rush Limbaugh, because I think that Hannity actually believes in his heart that he has a moral imperative to evangelize his worldview, in much the same way a religious fundamentalist proclaims The Truth – as though the Truth is an abstract, fixed singular reality one can embrace without question, to the abandonment of all other worldviews.

Hannity is a disciple and true believer of the doctrine of white man’s rage that has made Rush Limbaugh a very wealthy man.

But, the kernel of truth these talk-show hucksters understand is that American citizens sense an overwhelming loss of control in the day to day operation and direction of our country. This is the thing that motivated Jensen Michaels in Tea Party to support General Thompson originally – and what ultimately [SPOILER ALERT]: empowered him to take him down.

Cliven Bundy is representative of that basic, core instinct that things have gone terribly wrong in our country – yet, we lack the words or a course of action to address it.

I say that this is a Bundy Moment because of what it reveals about the dark heart of the distrust of our Federal Government. At the core is the yet unresolved issues of the reason behind the American Civil War, namely; how far should the United States Government go in regulating the moral actions of her citizens?

Cliven Bundy may be no more than a racist, opportunist using the issue of State’s rights to graze his cattle on the taxpayer’s dime, but Sean Hannity is right – it goes much deeper than that.

Perhaps, rather than make this Hannity’s petard, we can make it a true Bundy Moment and come to a reasonable discourse in America.

The Farmer With a Dell

Ralph Farnsworth extracted himself from his king size, comforter strewn bed as the rooster alarm ringtone crowed on his cell phone. It was set to gradually get louder the longer it crowed. His dog, Rudy just burrowed his way deeper under the covers. It wasn’t his job to feed the pigs.

Ralph allowed the rooster to continue the 4 a.m. ritual as though he really believed Rudy would join him.

He didn’t.

Slippers and an oversized terry cloth bathrobe greeted Ralph at the doorway to his bedroom on the first floor of the Farnsworth family farm in Southeastern Illinois. It is a fallacy that real roosters will crow to greet each morning like clockwork. In reality, they crow at just about any change in their surroundings or environment – including the sun rise (change from dark to light) and even turning a light on in the barn. Some roosters crow for no reason at all. Those tend to live in cities where there is constant noise. And, of course, they crow to talk to each other.

The aroma of coffee begins to erode the drowsiness of slumber. Ralph pre-made the coffee the night before as he does every evening. It is the difference between getting up at 4 a.m. and 3:30. The pigs are unconcerned whether Ralph has coffee or not…

So begins the newest novel in the Jensen Michaels series, The Farmer With a Dell.

It tells the story of a southern Illinois pig farmer who become embroiled in a tug-of-war between government bureaucrats, environmentalists and what Ralph Farnsworth calls the industrial food complex.

More in future posts…stay tuned!

P. Cordell


Tea Party Time!

Norman here again.

Well, finally – Mr. Leiter has finished that bloody novel, and is in the process of navigating the waters of the Amazon. No, not THAT Amazon (unless you mean the website Amazon, in which case you would be right).

April 15th is kind of a special day for something called Tea Party, wouldn’t you say?

I don’t want to spoil the Amazon thunder, but here is a short synopsis of the book:

Major Jensen Michaels is a hero of 9/11 and the subsequent Afghanistan and Iraqi wars. He unwittingly becomes involved in a plot to overthrow the government with a member of an organization called the American Liberty League that goes back to an original plot to oust then president Franklin Roosevelt.

Tea Party is a tale of intrigue and moral struggle in an America sharply divided along political lines.

Of course, yours truly makes a cameo appearance – which I am certain will lead to more substantive roles in the future. Hey; maybe even my own novel!


OK, so look for some kind of link thingy to purchase your copy.


The Anti-Blog BLOG

Phil told me that I am required to write what he is calling a Blog post for his new web site. I think blogging is stupid. If you don’t have anything important to say, don’t say it.

So, I thought to myself; what do I have to say? I mean, what do I have to say that IS important?

As a person whose primary role is to help move a story plot along, I think it might be interesting to Phil’s readers to hear from my perspective.

It’s easy for a Returning Character to feel shortchanged. Often, the only reason for our existence in a particular storyline is because the writer is struggling for ideas. We Regulars are already fully developed characters, so; there we are. Convenient.

We are often thrown into  situations that are spiraling out of control. We are a source of stability – a calmness during the storm. We move the plot along.

What could be more important?

Norman Solomon Was Here

Who is Norman Solomon?

Norman is a character I developed who appears at random (seemingly) in my novels. For example, in my recently published book, Tea Party, Norman is the captain of a fishing vessel harbored in the Chesapeake Bay.

Look for updates on the latest sightings of Norman, and from time to time, he has promised to post to this site.