Ordinary Expectations

Sometimes too-tight, Human lineal-reason falls upon the City like a damp wool blanket, like a certain anxious businessman who tells all new employees to, “Be here on time the first Monday of each week.”

Ordinary expectations are like cold tomato paste left over from tomorrow.

So what IS the Revolutionist’s overall task…to make the Bushes a fit place to live, or perhaps to make the City an unnaturally fit place for heroes to live?

Heard a pretty famous City philosopher recently state, “The only dignity of Man, lies in his ability to despise himself.”  If that guy ever opens a dry cleaners, go somewhere else.

There was once a king who spent most of his time in doubt over his plans and duties, and his Prime Minister finally asked, “My Liege, are we to spend the rest of our lives in this quagmire of indecision, or shall we put it behind us and move on as a rightful ruler should?”  And the king said, “So, shall we continue thusly, or shall we not – that is the question, eh, Prime Minister?”  “Yeah,” said the P.M., “that is the question indeed.”  “And, ah hah, replied the king, “that is, perhaps is it not, also the answer?”  “Yeah, my Lord, it is the answer also, indeed.”

J.