Nibbles ‘n’ Tidbits (XVI)

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Something to munch on; click for a full meal.

Each morning in public school, from primary through junior high, we began the day with the Lord’s Prayer.   Jew and Gentile, churched and unchurched, we all -- we each -- recited it with folded hands.

Now here is a new bleb that has appeared upon the body politic -- perhaps it is not yet too late to lance it.  I refer to the phrase,   “Well, again, …”

The most highly prized are made from the horn of a unicorn:  but these have not been seen since the time of Solomon.

Predicting human events at any granularity finer than that of the Kondratieff cycle  finds little support in the laws of Marx.    To discern the trigger of events (as opposed to their full background), we almost need to stand Marx on his head:  A man will not revolt because he is poor, but he may well take to the streets from resentment of his better-off neighbors.  

He sensed a touch upon his clout,

and felt some virtue going out.

"Who touched me?" cried the Christ aloud,

and sternly stared  among the crowd.

"Riddle this me, a thing that's three, and yet is only one.""That is the blessed Trinity,Father, Ghost, and Son."