Thoughts about small people running a big country...and other personal musings.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Uniform Misery of the Masses
The elite say socialism is the answer for the poor and middle class, but the elite, who would be their masters, station themselves above the uniform misery of the masses comfortably insulated from their suffering. --- William Fortner 2007 --
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).