Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Friday by Heinlein

Novel : Friday by Robert A. Heinlein

Friday, January 6, 2012

Catholics vs. Libertarians

Why are we fighting against each other ?

6 Myths Catholics Tell About Libertarians

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Maybe I should read some St. Augustus.  I like this story told by Horn via Raico and Chomsky.

In the "The City of God" St. Augustine tells the story of a pirate captured by Alexander the Great. The Emperor angrily demanded of him, "How dare you molest the seas?" To which the pirate replied, "How dare you molest the whole world? Because I do it with a small boat, I am called a pirate and a thief. You, with a great navy, molest the world and are called an emperor." St. Augustine thought the pirate's answer was "elegant and excellent."



Thursday, January 5, 2012

I Will Fear No Evil by Robert A. Heinlein

Coulda used a few re-writes.

Friday, December 16, 2011

Dedicated To ...

.... the late Mel McDaniel.


Sammy Kershaw's version (channeling "The Man Show")

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Glory Road by Robert A. Heinlein



Glory Road @ Amazon.com I was twenty-one but couldn’t figure out which party to vote against.





I object to conscription the way a lobster objects to boiling water.

One of my neighbors had a terrible asthma that lasted till his twenty-sixth birthday.  No fake--he was allergic to draft boards.

I wanted the world to be what they had promised me it was going to be--instead of the tawdry, lousy, fouled-up mess it is.

“Ever play water polo, Rufo?”
“I invented it.”

A hundred feet below the reception committee had gathered.  
It looked like an asparagus patch.  Of bayonets.

“Darling, there is black-widow blood in every woman.”







“Rufo, were you really at Omaha Beach?”
“Hell, yes, Boss.  I did all of Eisenhower’s thinking.”

For the one thing that stood out as this empirical way of running an empire grew up was that the answer to most problems was: Don’t do anything.

“It is the incidence of heroes that counts, not the pattern of zeros.”

“You know I would never draw against you.
“I know no such thing,” he said querulously. “There’s always that first time. Scoundrels are predictable, but you’re a man of honor and that frightens me.”