Thoughts about small people running a big country...and other personal musings.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Fragile Nothing
When man becomes his own god, he begins to believe he has the power to alter the course of nature and control the universe. In truth, man is a fragile nothing in the cosmos without even the power to control himself. --- William Fortner 2006 ---
I've been in the Navy all me bloomin' life! Me Mother was a mermaid, me father was King Neptune. I was born on the crest of a wave and rocked in the cradle of the deep. Seaweed and barnacles are me clothes. Every tooth in me head is a marlinspike; the hair on me head is hemp. Every bone in me body is a spar, and when I spits, I spits tar! I'se hard, I is, I am, I are!
I am an unrepentant independent conservative and a 30-year Navy veteran with little civilian experience thus unable to suffer fools graciously. I am a member of PETA [People Eating Tasty Animals], Southern Division, Beef Battalion, Prime Rib Brigade, Platoon Rare, Squad Au Jus and Horseradish (on the side).
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