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.
Hating Horatio, by Dr. Jack Wheeler in Free Republic. It begins thus:
Ancient Rome's greatest historian was Titus Livius, known to us as Livy (59 BC-17 AD). In the Second Book of his monumental history of Rome, Ab Urbe Condita (From the Founding of the City), he tells the famous story of Horatio at the Bridge.
In 510 BC, Rome was threatened with destruction from an invading army of Etruscans. All Romans living in the countryside had abandoned their homes and fled for protection inside the city. The city walls were heavily garrisoned, but the most vulnerable point was a wooden bridge, the Pons Sublicius, across the river Tiber and into Rome.
When Etruscan forces focused their attack on the bridge, the Roman troops guarding it fled in fear - save for one man, a soldier named Horatius, whom we call Horatio.
Great poem..I'll definitely have to look up the rest...do you have an address for it?
And can I supersize that order?
Listem I have an a pair of NASA undies signed by the entire crew of Nudes-in-Space Shuttle, that would be STS or is it STD, #69.....the things she must have done with that romantic, uh, I mean robotic arm .... gitty-up.
Say is she any relation to that bug eyed bride of a couple years back who freaked out and faked her own unknown whereabouts?
I mean check out the resemblance!
You are all very funny (Habu, "Astronaughties" was the best) BUT have some sympathy for the poor girl. It sucks to be rejected. She looks a wreck. Anyway, I could do my best schoolmarm and inquire icily "Whatever happened to our noble tradition of innocent until proven guilty?"
On the subject of heroism, here is a poem I loved growing up, that PC types tend to sneer at, but that used to thrill me:
The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit the battle's wreck
Shone round him o'er the dead.
Yet beautiful and bright he stood,
As born to rule the storm;
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though childlike form.
The flames roll'd on...he would not go
Without his father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
His voice no longer heard.
He call'd aloud..."Say, father,say
If yet my task is done!"
He knew not that the chieftain lay
Unconscious of his son.
"Speak, father!" once again her cried
"If I may yet be gone!"
And but the booming shots replied,
And fast the flames roll'd on.
Upon his brow he felt their breath,
And in his waving hair,
And looked from that lone post of death,
In still yet brave despair;
And shouted but one more aloud,
"My father, must I stay?"
While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud
The wreathing fires made way,
They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,
They caught the flag on high,
And stream'd above the gallant child,
Like banners in the sky.
There came a burst of thunder sound...
The boy-oh! where was he?
Ask of the winds that far around
With fragments strewed the sea.
With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,
That well had borne their part;
But the noblest thing which perished there
Was that young faithful heart.
Thanks for the compliment.
I should be more undertsanding and show greater sympathy. She did look a wreck but I guess we all would after driving 1000 miles in a wet diaper.
Her rejection is also a toughy. Sometimes people fall in love with people who are not their mates.
Each of us change every day. Taoist say you can never step in the same stream twice. Same with humans. We change. Sometimes we actually fall out of LIKE with our spouses which is far worse than losing the love aspect.
Try living with someone you don't LIKE. ugh