I know, I know. I'm relatively feeble; I'm too sensitive, and not too sharp.
AND - worst of all! - I'm spoiled; I've "had it too easy". That is all I ever hear from Right-wingers, Left-wingers, hot-shots, malcontents, as well as my OWN conscience.
"You're not extreme! You're not courageous!"
But I am near 60 years old and NOT likely to improve a whole lot in this area.
Besides, I'm one hundred percent MORE courageous and able to get by than I was at age 16 or 20. That counts, even if it doesn't make me into a war hero or a brilliant, hard-nosed academic.
Just needed to say that.
And also: Down with Hitler, up with Léon Blum! Atque etiam Carthago retinenda est....
Friday, March 21, 2014
Posted by Old Mr. Still Struggling with Ceaseless Chaos at 3:21 PM
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