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The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
Gerard Van der Leun
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HARRY! 😉
Clint Eastwood- what a helluva great guy.
And Dirty Harry Callahan- what a helluva great movie character. That movie is responsible for inspiring my interest in collecting Smith & Wesson revolvers. Heck, I might as well blame Eastwood for my owning the ’58 Remington and the Colt Walker, too!
Nice video above, but it appalled me to see Eastwood compared to the despicable libtard Carroll O’Connor and his role as Archie Bunker- a racist played by a Socialist.
Best performance Eastwood ever did? His RNC speech attacking the Kenyan Kommie, known as the “Empty Chair” speech. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=933hKyKNPFQ
Waiting for my previous comment to appear.
I just posted a comment on another article here, and it posted right away.
Weird.
Clint Eastwood joined the ranks of John Wayne, Steve McQueen, Sam Elliot, Tom Selleck, as well as a few others a few decades ago. Mostly because of who they were/are as people which I think is exemplified in the characters they chose to play. Unfortunately they are becoming a thing of the past, as we all must. For the generations coming up I don’t see or hold out much hope, with the nonsense and quality they all subscribe to.
Send-ups&remakes of cartoon characters and ‘60s half-hour television comedies are what the market is worthy of.
We lost the writing when they stopped teaching real English- where the depth was.
Dear enn ess: You can get your Tom Selleck fix by watching the “Jesse Stone” series on Prime. Highly recommended.
Another great series with Tom Selleck is “Blue Bloods.” It has a cast of great actors like Donnie Wahlberg and Bridget Moynahan- whose delicate, feminine beauty is astounding. Matter of fact, all of the major female cast members are gorgeous, each in different ways.
Well done. That was fun, Best 8 minutes of the day, so far.
“Dyin’ ain’t much of a livin’ boy.”
–ojw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86Nk4Fo2I9k
Probably the best movie saying ever.
That scene sold thousands of “fired once” Model 29 S&W’s…
(35% hearing loss speaking)
That scene sold thousands of “fired once” Model 29 S&W’s…
Mine is not a “fired once”. I have shot the hell out of that gun and love the hand-load I’ve worked up for it. Big Wampum! I like the caliber so much I bought a Mod. 629 (stainless). Great hunting weapon, but not what you would pack around for EDC….unless you are Harry Callahan, of course.
After a particularly vivid dream illustrating the inadequacies of a 38 SPL, I carried a a 29 and a 629 the last 10 years of my LE career.
No more bad dreams.
I’m a light frame at 6 ft. 1 in. and I’ve had hip replacement surgery. Much too much for me to gimp around with….but you are absolutely correct about .44 mag being adequate to push away any bad dreams.
My wife Susie has a complete collection of Clint Eastwood movies neatly arranged in a book case.
EX-Cali Pete
I agree, The Empty Chair speech was a keeper. I would love to see a Biden mock by Clint.
For Biden , Clint could do an “Empty Hat” or “Empty Skull” routine.
How serendipitous. Yesterday, Adrienne posted about moral injury, a subject of great interest at this time. Harry Callahan is the Patron Saint of Getting the Job Done Despite the Rules. Were there moral injuries involved, for example when he tortured the “Scorpio” killer? Possibly…but in which direction?
It teases at the moral/ethical center of the brain: Is it ever morally compulsory to torture? Hearken to legendary NHL coach Don Cherry:
“If hooking up one rag-head terrorist prisoner’s testicles to a car battery to get the truth out of the lying little camel shagger will save just one Canadian life, then I have only three things to say: Red is positive, black is negative, and make sure his nuts are wet.”
I find myself in agreement…but there’s always that nagging doubt: “What if I’m wrong?”
When things get bad, and it looks like your not gonna make it, you gotta get mean. I mean plum mad dog mean. – ojw
Poretto writes: “…but there’s always that nagging doubt: “What if I’m wrong?”
Kurtz answers: “And then I realized…like I was shot…Like I was shot with a diamond…a diamond bullet right through my forehead…And I thought: My God…the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters…These were men…trained cadres…these men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love…but they had the strength…the strength…to do that. If I had ten divisions of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral…and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordal instincts to kill without feeling…without passion…without judgement…without judgement. Because it’s judgement that defeats us.”
Oh my.
Yes, the moral people suffer the frailty of the fear of judgement, because we believe in justice, fairness, and that “…for it is written, vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.”
Dear god, I pray that your vengeance comes swiftly and decisively, for we have been betrayed. The has leadership of the nation is utterly corrupted and drunk on power. These leaders care not for their citizens, but only for the love of money. They are rotten in their soul. Lord above, I do not know how much longer men in our country can refrain from seeking vengeance. Deliver us from this evil.
Lord, if I am wrong please tell me.
Amen.