The Newtown Pentacle

Altissima quaeque flumina minimo sono labi

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- photo by Mitch Waxman

For the fullest sensation of joy, please check out this Newtown Pentacle post: “Weirdly Afar“, from March 25 of 2011.

Were it that just a day or two ago I hadn’t confessed publicly my fears of descending into some megalomaniacal state and an inevitable attempt to set myself up as a comic book villain, this new throne might have been the one. Black and silver are my personal colors, after all, and this would fit the macabre decor by which Newtown Pentacle HQ is known and remarked upon by the sturdy Croats which people this section of my beloved Astoria.

- photo by Mitch Waxman

Illumined by a shaft of emerald light, this throne would sit in the middle of a large room cloaked by shadow, located somewhere deep below Newtown Creek. My lackeys and henchmen, whom I would call the WaxMen, would kneel before this throne awaiting my biddings which they would then do.

(my friend Chris, by the way, claims these are supposed to be Lions- I think they look like surprised Baboons. Any thoughts, Lords and Ladies?)

- photo by Mitch Waxman

From this lair of mine, a nexus of absolute intent and malediction of wholesomeness, would my gloved hand reach out- and were the world to have just one throat…

…Sheesh…

This is why I can’t ever be allowed to have a throne.

Funny thing is that a couple of days ago, somebody emailed me asking where the store was. I think it was a fashion industry thing.

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Written by Mitch Waxman

May 28, 2011 at 12:15 am

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  1. The carved faces immediately reminded me of Patrick Ewing ( http://www.corbisimages.com/stock-photo/rights-managed/U85204011/parick-ewing-smiling/?ext=1 ). I mean, it does look like there’s a little nick in the one….

    Tom

    May 28, 2011 at 11:43 am

  2. I would respectfully submit to our narrator that perhaps it is by nature and talent you are best in the role you now play.

    A supervillain or darklord must of necessity be an imposing figure. A striking and menacing presence resplendant in a cape. He (or she to be more politically correct) struts about with determined, meaningful strides as he clenches his gloved fists fretting over some evil scheme.
    No respectable villain would scuttle about in a shabby overcoat bearing a handle like ‘Mitch and the Waxmen’ which instead of conveying menace makes one think of a 50’s Doo-Wop group.

    Alas, mere possession of a gaudy, ostentatious chair doth not a supervillain or darklord make. Our humble narrator must, by nature of being a learned, bookish gentleman with that macabre streak, remain at what he does best.

    P.S.
    If you want to make a more suitable purchase, here’s a vehicle that has classic style and elegance with a hint of vintage macabre (no, I am not trying to sell one):

    http://imperialclub.com/Yr/1941/McAtee/index.htm

    In black lacquer, the perfect automobile to cruise the Newtown Pentacle!

    Cav

    May 29, 2011 at 12:43 pm


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