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.
A beautiful Portuguese word that has no English translation: the "...vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist ... a turning towards the past or towards the future."
The image quality is poor, but the background singer on the left could be Jobim's daughter, Beth, and the guitar player could be his son, Paulo.
They frequently backed him up.
How I wish I could have seen him perform.
His music was the sophisticated background music of the 1960s, and what a legacy.
--sounds like 'acceptance' --in the spiritual lifting sense rather than the grinding bootheel sense.
PRJ's 'once great' description, really, that was basically the fifteenth century, the age of the great navigators and the great navigator state Portugal --but so short in duration it's almost cruel to make it the 'standard' from which the Portagee must be forever fallen.
The word's sense of elegy shaded with aspect of a 'turning toward the future' combine in --an elegy for the future? Hmm, not very anglo-saxon, that! I'd bet the Iron Duke never much used it during his Peninsular Campaign against the Little Corsican.
I used to live in Austria, and the country was forever yammering about Maria Theresa and the 18th-century Hapsburgs. She not only gave Austrians pride, but she shifted the focus from other, less-admirable Austrians, like Herr H.
This nostalgia for lost glory seemed be true of every European country I visited, except Germany.
Heaven forefend that we Americans should be reduced to such nostalgia. It will be our choice in November.
--bone-dread deep i hear ya. 'Nostalgia' is another odd word --sounds like a sinus or allergy problem, or that tingly feeling in the nose when a person is feeling sad and full of regret. It's 'spose to refer a warm & fuzzy emotion --and it does, it does, if there's not too much of it going around.