We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Road Song of The Ban-Dar-Log (from The Jungle Books. h/t, reader. The Bandur-log are Langur monkeys)
Here we go in a flung festoon, Half-way up to the jealous moon! Don’t you envy our pranceful bands? Don’t you wish you had extra hands? Wouldn’t you like if your tails were–so– Curved in the shape of a Cupid’s bow?
Now you’re angry, but–never mind, Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
Here we sit in a branchy row, Thinking of beautiful things we know; Dreaming of deeds that we mean to do, All complete, in a minute or two– Something noble and wise and good, Done by merely wishing we could.
We’ve forgotten, but–never mind, Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
All the talk we ever have heard Uttered by bat or beast or bird– Hide or fin or scale or feather– Jabber it quickly and all together! Excellent! Wonderful! Once again! Now we are talking just like men!
Let’s pretend we are ... never mind, Brother, thy tail hangs down behind!
This is the way of the Monkey-kind. Then join our leaping lines that scumfish through the pines, That rocket by where, light and high, the wild grape swings. By the rubbish in our wake, and the noble noise we make, Be sure, be sure, we’re going to do some splendid things!
HAR! One of my favorites from a man who followed his genius. I've pasted this poem into numerous blog comments in response to a wide variety of articles regarding personal responsibility, entitlement, work ethic, the meaning of wealth, OWS, "where food comes from", and the misadventures of our elected representatives in D.C. It used to be fun, but I never got any feedback and wonder if anyone even at sensible blogs made the connection between the Ban-Dar-Log and the daily displays of lunacy we are exposed to.
I homeschooled my son through 10th grade and used Kipling extensively that year, in coordination with the relevant history ... all the analysis that I found rips Kipling as a philistine imperialist, but I've always read him as ironic ahead of his time ... thank you