May 02, 2016
Not Going Quierly Into That Dark Night
A few brief political thoughts lurk below the fold. Here is a completely unrelated image.
Cyborg frankenfairy with 2-cycleSwiss army knife and epic zippers is by Katahira Masashi
See? It doesn't get any more unrelated than that.
One of several reasons that I like Cruz is that he engages and tries to persuade those he disagrees with. One of the best examples I've seen was here where he explained his stance on ethanol to a distraught farmer. Today he had an exchange with some Trump supporters, and while it seems likely that no minds were changed it is reassuring to see that civics is not dead.
I looks like it's time to break out the Kipling.
IF
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold onâ€;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
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"If" is the optimist's Kipling. These days, I'm in a "Recessional" mood.
Maybe Indiana won't break my heart like my own commonwealth did, but only because you can't break gravel, you can only redistribute it.
Maybe Indiana won't break my heart like my own commonwealth did, but only because you can't break gravel, you can only redistribute it.
Posted by: Mitch H. at Tue May 3 07:55:12 2016 (jwKxK)
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Yanno, she's put together very nicely.
Posted by: Mauser at Tue May 3 20:10:53 2016 (5Ktpu)
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