Discretion v. Valor

By lex, on February 21st, 2010

So, today was the day I had chosen to attempt my first tailwheel solo in a club Citabria **, the like of which I was first checked out in on Tuesday after work. It was with some degree of trepidation that I made the trek down to Gillespie Field, for a ground loop with a CFI in the back seat is regrettable, but balling one up all by yourself is a disgrace.

Still, you’ve either got to light that candle eventually or else dwell in the darkness of paid instruction, so it was down to the airport that I putted.

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