Mama in her 'kerchief and I in my madness: a visitation of Sog Nug-hotep
Last year I introduced the world to the fruits of preliminary research conducted by myself on the early works of Ernst Haeckel.

This year I have delved deeper still! Haeckel’s early Christmas card designs proved not the end of my investigative line but—as is so often the case with Haeckel!—the start of another even more writhing thread. He worked, for a time, for a London firm, Raphael Tuck & Sons, allegedly founded by a German immigrant in the mid 19th Century. This ‘common knowledge’ is subject to doubt. Tuck House was razed during a Christmas-time blitz, in 1940, but whether German bombs could have been responsible for curiously “shadowless columns of flame”—to quote an eyewitness account by a London civil defense worker—is likewise subject to doubt. Was ‘the mad Cherub’, as Tuck was known, for his designs and demeanor, really Raz-al Tariq, or a descendant of that notorious ‘Mad Arab’? The question begs an answer. Was ‘Tuck’ a corruption of ‘Puck’, “the oldest Thing in England,” to quote Kipling’s admittedly fanciful and pretty-pretty accounting of that elder Entity. Tuck, the man, could hardly have been Puck. But perhaps there is a lineal link to stories of greeting cards traded at Solstice, before the time of the Romans; of cards as old as Stonehenge, even dark hints that Stonehenge itself is but a collection of ‘greeting stones’? I leave as an exercise to the reader the consideration of the implications of the latter thought!

UPDATE: Dec 8, 2010. Hey, I finally made the book. "Mama In Her Kerchief and I In My Madness: A Visitation of Sog-Nug-Hotep - A Truly Awful Christmas Volume".

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