Strong Men and Cabbage

A strong man makes a particular, funny kinda noise when he falls apart.

As many intellectual fields have been scourged by cabbage, as by mis-information.

Along his verbal way the speaker mentioned: “It would be my opinion that a Real Revolutionist would no longer discuss his plans.”  And in the crowd he addressed was a kid who tugged on his ole man’s sleeve and asked, “Pa pa, would that be because a Revolutionist has no plans, or no discuss?”

A guy who’d been hanging around a certain Revolutionist for awhile, listening to his talk, considering his analysis, and attempting to actively pursue some of his maps, one day, apparently contemplating a move, asked the Rebel, “Could I continue this work without you?”  And the response said, “Better yet, look at it this way; can you do it even WITH me?”

This one chap over in the Vector Sector, who I had not seen in quite a while, (at least by Vector reckoning), after warm salutations and the expected asking-about-the-health-of-my-planets, told me that even though he was moralistically and economically opposed to them, that if he ever did adopt a personal motto it would be, “Nothing is lacking till said ‘tis lacking.”

J.