Weekend

By lex, on April 14th, 2008

Thesis work all day Friday, with the transmission repair crew come ’round to pick up the Ancient Caravan at noon. When it’s FMC again, we intend it to be the Biscuit’s main ride at least until she demonstrates a capacity to safely operate an underpowered behemoth (with anti-lock brakes and airbags) for an indeterminate space of time. She watched it go with a glow in her eyes unmatched by any similar fervor of my own, imagining instead the very likely diminishment of capital accounts intended for other improvements, not to mention the potential for mayhems great and small. Freedom, she thinks and I silently agree, adding only a plaintive, “to do what?”

But they will grow up. You can’t stop them.

Credo

"Sign on, young man, and sail with me. The stature of our homeland is no more than the measure of ourselves. Our job is to keep her free. Our will is to keep the torch of freedom burning for all. To this solemn purpose we call on the young, the brave, the strong, and the free. Heed my call, Come to the sea. Come Sail with me."

— John Paul Jones

"Pardon him, Theodotus; he is a barbarian, and thinks that the customs of his tribe and island are the laws of nature"

— George Bernard Shaw, Caesar and Cleopatra

"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music."

— Friedrich Nietzsche

"A kind Providence has placed in our breasts a hatred of the unjust and cruel, in order that we may preserve ourselves from cruelty and injustice. They who bear cruelty, are accomplices in it. The pretended gentleness which excludes that charitable rancour, produces an indifference which is half an approbation. They never will love where they ought to love, who do not hate where they ought to hate."

— Edmund Burke

"Μολὼν λαβέ"

— Leonidas

"Blogito Ergo Sum"

— Neptunus Lex