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The degree of our worthiness to become a free people shall be determined by our ability to respect a lawful leader, to agree to the existence of an opposition, to listen to its arguments, and especially to put the nation’s good above all party prejudices and private interest.  Liberty is not one of man’s inalienable rights’.  It is a desirable but difficult acquisition, and must be contended for constantly.
   —    André Maurois
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On This Day In:
2012 Journalism And Fantasy
Known Knowns
Jerk, n.
2011 Love Questions

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Resumé

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren’t lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
   —   Written By:  Dorothy Parker
[Dark humor or hidden optimism?   —    KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2012 The Long And Short Of It
2011 Bravery

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On Limited Warfare

Don’tcha worry, honey chile,
Don’tcha cry no more,
It’s jest a li’l ole atom bomb
In a li’l ole lim’ted war.
It’s jest a bitsy warhead, chile,
On a li’l ole tactical shell,
And all it’ll do is blow us all
To a li’l ole lim’ted hell.
   —    Anonymous
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On This Day In:
2012 I Hear A Distant Thunder
2011 A Poison Tree

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My life has been the poem I would have writ,
But I could not both live and utter it.
   —    Henry David Thoreau
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On This Day In:
2012 For However Short A Time…
2011 Take A Deep Breath And Continue (Or Not)
2010 Tootsie-Roll Day

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When I Awoke
When I awoke, she said
Lie still, do not move.
They are all dead,
She said.
Who?
I said.
The world,
She said.
I had better go,
I said
Why?
She said,
What good
Will it do?
I have to see,
I said.
    —    Written by: Raymond Patterson
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On This Day In:
2012 Recipe To Write: Start With One Aching Urge
2011 Ip And Rib
Real Things
2010 Final Competition

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Paradox

The joy that’s felt within a heart
Can never be explained
To those who’ve never felt it
And those who’ve known no pain,
For Only he who knows remorse
Can feel deep tenderness,
And only he who’s once been sad
Can once again feel bliss.
   —    Written by:  Beth Biderman
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On This Day In:
2012 Needs
Damned
2011 Potter & Prejudice
Blink, Blink

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Veterans Day 2013

Veterans Day 2013

Let no vandalism of avarice or neglect, no ravages of time, testify to the present or to the coming generations, that we have forgotten, as a people, the cost of a free and undivided Republic.
   —     John A. Logan
[To all who have served and to all those who have waited patiently for their return, “Thank You!!”    —     KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2012 Monkey Business
Veterans Day – 11 November 2012
In Others
2011 Veterans Day – 11/11/11
Deeply Confused (Still)
2010 We are not from fearful men and I Am Not Afraid!!
Veterans Day – 11 November 2010
2009 Narrowly missed first weight goal, but still happy…

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Today, I took Hil and my mom to my sister’s so I could watch the football game with her husband, while the ladies went out for some wine tasting.  On the way home, my mom asked me if I remembered “Old Uncle Joe”.  Joe wasn’t really our uncle.  He was just an elderly man who lived in the same apartment building we did.  Joe was a World War I veteran.  He used to sing us little songs from the early days of radio and phonographs.  My mom’s comment was that not many people can say they grew up actually knowing someone who fought in World War I (tomorrow is Veterans Day).
I said that I did remember Joe and I asked if she remembered that little song about the Irishman which he taught us.  She said she did not.  After a few minutes, some of it came back to me and I started singing it for them.  I didn’t remember all of it.  Just the part after “rigged him out so gay”…
As usual, curiosity got the better of me and I looked the song up on Google…  The first verse and chorus follow:
Jim O’Shea
Was cast away
Upon an Indian
Isle
The natives there
They loved red hair
They loved his
Irish smile
They made him
Chief Panjandrum
The Nabob
Of them all
They called him
Jij-i-bob Jhai
And rigged him out
So gay
He wrote
To Dublin Bay
To
His
Sweet-
Heart,
Just
To
Say  
Sure,
I’ve got
Rings on my fingers,
And bells on my toes
Elephants
To ride upon,
My little Irish
Rose
So come to
Your Nabob,
On next
Patrick’s Day
Be
Missus
Mumbo
Jumbo
Jij-i-bob
J.
O’Shea  
Song Title: “I’ve Got Rings On My Fingers
Written by: F. J. Barnes and R. P. Weston
Originally written in 1909
I didn’t know this was a “proper” song or that it was fairly popular in its day.  I also didn’t know there were other verses.  At least I don’t remember ever hearing them or singing them.  You can Google the song title and the lyrics are available on multiple sites and a couple of recordings are available on YouTube – including one version on a scratchy gramophone.
Hil commented (while we were in the car) she was surprised I remembered so much of the song since I obviously learned it quite young.  I admitted I was pretty surprised too.
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On This Day In:
2012 Still Trying
2011 Not Deserving

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What shall we know of our death?  Either the soul is immortal and we shall not die, or it perishes with the flesh and we shall not know that we are dead.  Live, then, as if you were eternal, and do not believe that your life has changed merely because it seems proved that the Earth is empty.  You do not live in the Earth, you live in yourself.
   —  André Maurois
Quoted by Will Durant
From his book: “On the Meaning of Life
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On This Day In:
2012 Still Trying
2011 Not Deserving

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Happiness is not something you experience, it’s something you remember.
    —    Oscar Levant
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On This Day In:
2012 Sustained Fear
2011 Commitment

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I want to know what everything is, and what nothing is; the beauty of a note and the silence which surrounds it.  I like to know and understand myself, and those whom I meet, or nearly meet.  I am conscious that I will not always be conscious.  That my curiosity is unlimited but my time is finite, and I cannot waste a moment of it in acquiring things which will not make me richer in a way I understand.
The amusing thing is many would consider me as living in la la land, where poetry is a secret form of currency, and music a mode of transport which might carry me to lands and vistas invisible to the naked eye.  To where angels might dwell and we might begin to forgive and truly understand the love which passes all understanding.  I can live with their opinion, but I cannot live without my imagination.
    —    From the blog: “Counting Ducks“, located at:  http://countingducks.wordpress.com/
The specific post is at:  http://countingducks.wordpress.com/2013/09/20/who-inspires-you/
[Maybe not “poetry”, but as close as prose can come to it!   —    KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2012 Something Which Did Not Exist Before
2011 True Magic

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A prudent man should always follow in the path trodden by great men and imitate those who are most excellent, so that if he does not attain to their greatness, at any rate he will get some tinge of it.
   ―    Niccolò Machiavelli
From: “The Prince
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On This Day In:
2012 Reason Against Reasons
2011 The 1% Rule Of Large Groups
2010 Going, Going, On…
Expect Mike
Wasted Again?
You Did?
Reflecting Plenty
Old Math
Mental Images
Here’s Lookin’ At You, Kid
Learn
Nothing Feared Today
I Had Other Plans
Ratings…
Really?
Encourage Greatness

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…What drove me to teach were two sparks.  The spark in a student’s eye when they grasped their way with confidence; and the spark in my eye when a student revealed a different perspective to mine.  That’s why I loved being an English teacher.  It was all about sharing different interpretations, perspectives and nuances that lay within a landscape of words speaking truths only made real in someone else’s mind.  My role was to enable that thought freedom and to nurture tolerance.  My job was to allow people unique views in on the worlds we studied each day and for my eyes to be widened by their perspective.  Learning happened all round and, if I ever did my job right, on all levels too.
  —  From a blog I follow: “The Bamboo Principle“, located at:
http://thebambooprinciple.wordpress.com/
The specific post was:
http://thebambooprinciple.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/a-job-of-it/
[Another great blog to check out if you haven’t already…  And, yes, back in 2010, I still didn’t know about scheduling posts.  In a way, it’s nice to be reminded we’re all beginners at some point.   —   KMAB]
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On This Day In:
2012 Election Day – Please Hear What I’m Not Saying
2011 Mostly Strange, Always Blue
What Is It You Want?
2010 MSNBC, Bring Back Keith !!!
Value..
Worse Still…
Afraid So…
Making It
Don’t Jump Small
Time
Push!!
I’m Still Here… (A Message To Keith Olbermann)
Choose
Not Yet…
Mean Too
Still Building (and Planning)
Hangin’ High
Always…

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Aristotle wrote: “The virtues arise in us neither by nature nor against nature, but we are by nature able to acquire them, and reach our complete perfection through habit.”  Acquiring virtues is how character develops.  Only when one develops the knowing habit of right action, does one become good.  One learns, one does, and one becomes.  Habit eventually forms the person one has educated oneself to become.
  —   Lt. Col. Peter Fromm, U.S. Army, Retired; Lt. Col. Douglas Pryer, U.S. Army; and Lt. Col. Kevin Cutright, U.S. Army
From their article: “The Myths We Soldiers Tell Ourselves (and the Harm These Myths Do)
Found at: http://usacac.army.mil/CAC2/MilitaryReview/Archives/
English/MilitaryReview_20131031_art010.pdf
Originally found via one of the blogs I follow: http://carryingthegun.wordpress.com/
The specific post is: http://carryingthegun.wordpress.com/2013/10/05/
the-ethics-of-the-marine-corps-urination-case/
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On This Day In:
2012 Remember To Vote Tomorrow
2011 It Sounds Like Chaos Theory To Me

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My love
Is like the grasses
Hidden in the deep mountain:
Though its abundance increases,
There is none that knows.
   —    Ono No Yoshiki
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On This Day In:
2012 Yet
2011 No End In Sight
2010 Back At It…

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