Spent the morning of July 19th, 2014 read-searching St. Paul’s letter to the Romans, the Marquis de Sade’s Justine, and P.J. O’ Rourke’s All the Trouble in the World. Man, does writing fiction takes you to strange places.
All…cultures…are founded on myths….The economic interpretation of history is for the birds. Economics itself is a function of aspiration.
The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary.
The terrorist punks who waved this flag a hundred-some years ago got their arses walloped. The banner survived as an expression of “pride,” though in what, God knows. “Pride” is one of those vague euphemisms folks chant at each other when they’ve done, are doing, or are fixing to do something awful.