Well, That Went Over Like a Lead Balloon

By lex, on November 23rd, 2008

Broke the news to the Kat that your correspondent was heading to Texas next weekend for to discuss a potentially lucrative opportunity. Resettlement involved of course, but a day’s work for a day’s pay, summat to call my own and none of your confiscatory taxation. Intimated that there might be horseflesh in it for her, not to mention a severe reduction in the amount of paternal angst seeping through the floorboards. What with the crushing burden of debt, and that.

And acreage. I did not neglect to mention the acreage. Asked if she’d like to join me, just to have a look around. See for herself. Make an informed decision.

Her response?

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