tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15231380.post1176076170372906254..comments2023-10-19T07:54:32.841-04:00Comments on Quod She: RememberDr. Viragohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03960384082670286328noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15231380.post-67588406844502248202008-11-12T10:44:00.000-05:002008-11-12T10:44:00.000-05:00Oh, OK. I can do this: The larks, still bravely si...Oh, OK. I can do this: <BR/><BR/><I>The larks, still bravely singing, fly...</I><BR/><BR/>It was a well-intentioned mistake that we turned this into "Veterans Day." To commemorate a specific civilizational trauma--even one nobody alive remembers--was appropriately solemn. But we Americans, we have to Universalize. And to just celebrate "veterans" always risks becoming another version of "the Old Lie; <I>Dulce et Decorum est / Pro patria mori.</I>"<BR/><BR/>(Today's Verification Word: <I>alisetim</I>. Seems like maybe garbled Arabic, like one of those Latinized star names. Aldebaran, et al.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15231380.post-14657358282259324872008-11-11T20:25:00.000-05:002008-11-11T20:25:00.000-05:00That mark our place; and in the sky...I'm reminded...That mark our place; and in the sky...<BR/><BR/>I'm reminded of the ending of the final season of BlackAdder, oddly, because I never would have expected such a show to have that ending, but what an ending...Bardiachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11846065504793800266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15231380.post-3962144397516471052008-11-11T14:40:00.000-05:002008-11-11T14:40:00.000-05:00Between the crosses, row on row...Between the crosses, row on row...Dr. Viragohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03960384082670286328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15231380.post-31084596893453996522008-11-11T11:32:00.000-05:002008-11-11T11:32:00.000-05:00In Flanders fields the poppies blow...In Flanders fields the poppies blow...Perry E. Metzgerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01676704499647730030noreply@blogger.com