Thursday, 29 September 2011
Saturday, 24 September 2011
It is the dead who govern.
Look you, man, how they work their will upon us!
Who have made the laws?
Who have made the customs that we obey and that form and shape our lives?
And the titles to our lands? Have not the dead devised them?
If a surveyor runs a line he begins at some corner the dead set up;
and if one goes to law upon a question the judge looks backward through his books until he finds how the dead have settled it-and he follows that.
And all the writers, when they would give weight and authority to their opinions,
quote the dead;
and the orators who preach and lecture-are not their mouths filled with words that
the dead have spoken?
Why man, our lives follow grooves that
the dead have run out with their thumbnails!
M.Davisson Post, Uncle Abner
Posted by Crisologo at 4:20 pm
Saturday, 3 September 2011
The slow crowd has the form of a train. Sometimes it includes from the beginning everyone who is going to belong to it. Their goal is the Promised Land and they are a crowd so long as they believe in this goal. The story of their wandering is the story of their belief. Often the difficulties are so great that they begin to doubt. They hunger and thirst and, as soon as the grumble, they are threatened with disintegration. Again and again must the man who leads them strive to re-establish their faith. Again and again he succeeds, or, if he does not, the threat of enemies does.
Posted by Crisologo at 7:35 pm
Thursday, 1 September 2011
The slow crowd is characterized by the remoteness of its goal. It is composed of people who move with great persistence towards an immovable goal, and who keep together in all circumstances. The road is long, the obstacles un known and dangers threaten them from all sides. No discharge is permitted before the goal has been reached.
Posted by Crisologo at 10:09 am