And though I had slain a thousand foes less one,
The thousandth knife found my liver;
The thousandth enemy said to me,
'Now you shall die,
Now none shall know.'
And the fool, looking down, believed this,
Not seeing, above his shoulders, the naked stars,
Each one remembering.
--John M. Ford, The Final Reflection

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"The only thing I was fit for was to be a writer, and this rested solely on my suspicion that I would never be fit for real work, and that writing didn't require any." - Russel Baker

Friday, February 22, 2008

Observing The Human Pack Animal



Human pack behavior.

Such an interesting thing to observe. There's very little in the world that entertains my inner Social Darwinist and Nietzschean than watching human pack behavior in action. Provided I can safely stay on the sidelines and observe with as much objectivity and neutrality as possible. Thankfully, this little conflict hasn't drawn me in, nor has it managed to cause me to have a personal interest in it.

So I can safely sit back, and watch.

It also tickles my fancy a little that I may have a better view of what's going on than either side of this does. Sometimes, being the spectator is the only way you're ever going to understand how to win a game.

And now, to lighten the mood, an AMV of my current favorite song, "Stalker," by Goldfinger:
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