How'dja do it?

Cheers,

It's single malt scotch.

I only add my comment to the general hullabaloo to agree that those who found Barack's speech insufficient, deficient or mendacious were not going to vote for him if Warren Harding were the Republican nominee.

It's almost quitting time. No Macallan or Glenfiddich at home, either. Gonna have to stick with Sierra Nevada ESB.

... if you'll give me a surface delivery address, then I will ship you a bottle of Laphroaig single malt scotch.

I do not drink, nor use drugs. (legal or illegal) But, I do read a little poetry that may be read at various levels.

TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

How'dja do it?

Cheers,

-- Arne Langsetmo

You know as well as I, and there have been so very many who get the treatment. You must know better than I since I can only read the stuff when it is almost prose.

Hell, if you like Blake, try his "New Jerusalem":

And did those feet in ancient time

Walk upon England's mountains green?

And was the holy Lamb of God

On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine

Shine forth upon our clouded hills?

And was Jerusalem builded here

Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold!

Bring me my arrows of desire!

Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!

Bring me my charriot of fire!

I will not cease from mental fight,

Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand

Till we have built Jerusalem

In England's green and pleasant land.

Not exactly a fan of laissez faire, was he?

Cheers,

used to slip notes to the lass seated to his front in class.
She would crumple them up (quietly) and mutter: "Gibberish."

Laphroaig single malt scotch. If a good strong snort of the stuff doesn't make Good Celery! instantly comprehensible, then he might be beyond you after all.

I'm pretty sure the Laphroaig was a good part of why my hubby and B found each other so comprehensible when he visited us a while back.

And while the wine I drank then helped, I still had to listen carefully. To both of them. ;->

... used to slip notes to the lass seated to his front in class.

She would crumple them up (quietly) and mutter: "Gibberish." -- Gordon

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Exactly so. He was not honored in his time at all. And he was a nudist to boot!

"The entire premise of Barack Obama's candidacy is built upon the opposite assumption -- that Americans are not only able, but eager, to participate in a more elevated and reasoned political discourse, one that moves beyond the boisterous, screeching, simple-minded, ugly, vapid attack-based distractions and patronizing manipulation -- the Drudgian Freak Show -- that has dominated our political debates for the last two decades at least." -- GG

Is there an alternative universe where there is a paralell Obama/Clinton campaign running? Obama used a freakin Drudge report to smear the Clinton Campaign over a completely made-up issue.

Ok so nice speech, some nice words, would also be nice to notice that Obamas actions leading up to the speech has put the lie to his words.

What do you make of this? (Via TPM)

http://tinyurl.com/2mm5ee

In his new book on the Justice Department under George Bush, New York Times reporter Eric Lichtblau, who, along with James Risen, broke the warrantless wiretapping story, sheds more light on this episode (while leaving plenty unexplained). But putting Lichtblau's telling together with recently reported details about the National Security Agency's data driftnet, it's possible to come to a fuller understanding of what was going on.

The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

http://www.gailgastfield.com/mhh/mhh.html

He may be read at several levels, and the political concerns of this world was not the point as I see it. It would like trying to call Philip K. Dick a neo-con or some such.

Well, Gordon, you're not exactly operating on one level either, are you?

Gad! Arne, LWM, and WT ... There are days I'd be lost without a UT approved compass were it not for Teh Google, and Urban Dictionary.

Okay, bucky. Guess I'll have to dream up something different than single malt scotch. Although, for all your claims of finding Art James incomprehensible, it's beginning to look to me like you read him much better than you claim. And. Perhaps. Better than many of the rest of us, eh?

Laphroig might be a little too "peaty"?

Bucky is AI?

while you pretend not to know that array notation starts at 0.

b0, b1, b2, b3, ...

Notice my sig is not Bucky0.

-- bucky1

He's a RAID array.

Bucky,

Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.

That's a paraphrasing of Voltaire so don't gimme any lip.

“The only way to comprehend what mathematicians mean by Infinity is to contemplate the extent of human stupidity.”

Try Talisker.

It's like drinking a dirty ashtray.

Celery may be a wonderful man, and since he is anti-war (my main political concern) I wish him a long life and many votes for anti-war candidates, but a saint? Nope.

-- bucky1

I thought you were anti-state. Which came first, war or the state?

I wouldn't call it faith, but 'hope.'

And for most Americans - especially the voters who count - time and time again, eloquence won't be able to make up for too many examples of hypocrisy.

Could you imagine the fallout if Hillary went to a church where a preacher said such things?

Imagine if the roles were reversed.