Review: ian rankin fleshmarket close

Review: ian rankin fleshmarket close
(Plot Spoilers ahead)

Glasgow
Edinburgh
Old cities with many visible ruins of ancient conflict
A murder mystery
What kind of story is that?
A death
A hunt
Clues
Resolution
What symmetry within does it mirror to resonate?
During grade 3 or 4 I read hercule poirot, nero wolfe, and sherlock
holmes and others
Always I've seen the lie in whoring as being the oldest profession
Or at least not as performed by the fairer sex
Nay
I saw the parade today
The proto soldiers whoring for roger's santa parade or was it for
collecting for the food bank or to add an inch when they look in the
mirror - I know snide remarks are not becoming but here they are
Murder
Murder is the oldest profession
And whores are flies to its sepulcher [sic]
Everytime I hear a snigger about the oldest profession
Stop
Imagine dying tomorrow
But before dying I will eat better than those who are not soldiers
But before dying I will wear ceremonials robes
And I will kill and rape
Before I am sent to my grave
For that is my pay
(And perhaps visit the temple's brothel, the comfort women, the instant
city sprung up around the barracks - and still in india daughters are
sold to temples - yet here I am certain unwanted daughters are treated
worse)

And in edinburgh a refugee, an ayslum seeking, a turkish kurd, a
journalist is stabbed 7 times.
He wanted to save his family that were being held in detention. He
discovered a gangsters plan and tried to bargain with the gangsters for
his families freedom.

Gangsters have illegal immigrants hidden working for little money but
safer than where they came from?

Economic refugees will not stop coming.
Heroin addicts will not stop fixing.

We can reduce the flow and minimize the pain and suffering of the ones
we have here.

Of course it is ironic
I interview programmers looking for work
1. Here in vancouver, recent immigrants
2. And there in beijing
Capitalism is such

But it is so old
And too many people have walked this way
The path is the same - it is through the eye of the needle we must go

For all its youth
Vancouver is cruel
But we have no death camps
Where did we send the japanese?
But we have no genocide
Did we not kill them all with smallpox?
But we have no hiroshima
But we have no vietnam
No josef mengele
But we have robert picton and clifford olson
But we have systematic sexual abuse at residential schools
And We have chinese bodies beneath the railroads

Only the ruins are gone
The weapons are missing
Where is the testament to their blood sacrifice?
No castles to remind us of the ancient conflict
Clues for future detectives to learn the truth

In the fleshmarket close, the mastermind is old and untouchable, an
ancient sea serpent, who we find in his outside jacuzzi preying on the
sick and the weak.

Which is my indictment.
I do not like the way I am raising my son and daughter
At first I believed that carrot and stick was best
But I do not want obedience
I love them and they know not how much
But if I were them what is it I hear?
Too much of what I remember saying is conditional on doing what I want
in exchange for something they want.
Do your homework and you can play nintendo.
Eat your lunch and you can have a candy cane.

After reading fleshmarket close, I see that this maybe the way of the
gangster. The dark side. The way of fear and power.

The storm troopers knew they were doing the right thing. They did not
think they were monsters. They were doing good work, ridding the world
of evil, one jew at a time.

Is this the horror we see in the scream? Or when Neo comes out of the
matrix? Or of christ nailed to the cross? Or the self immolating
buddhist monks?

To see myself revealed, as sinner, as murderer, as Cain.

To be Cain.

And I killed him. And I know. I am the detective of the murder I myself
have committed. I have killed my brother.

To be caught. To be punished. To be absolved.

To have the blood of the innocent lamb of the world, the son of god, my
brother, dead at my own hand, yet washed clean because of it.

This is the mystery.

And yet, as a father, I give my body to feed my children.

Thank you.

Joshua Paul
Neo Code Software
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