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  • JollyJ Offline
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    Anybody read it?

    “Cry havoc and let slip the DOGE of war!”

    Those who cheered as J-6 American prisoners were locked in solitary for 18 months without trial, now suddenly fight tooth and nail for foreign terrorists’ "due process". — Buck Sexton

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      Never knew about it. I'll bet it's fascinating. The concept has potential at least

      "You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from."
      -Cormac McCarthy

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        From the Preface: On September 18, [1865], Lee, riding his horse Traveller, arrived in Lexington, Virginia, to take up the appointment of President of Washington College, which he had accepted at the invitation of the rector and trustees.

        <snip>

        Though his experiences were extraordinary and his stamina and intelligence well above average, Traveller must have shared the basic psychology common to all horses. His fears and pleasures, his eternal hopefulness, his striving to interpret events beyond his comprehension, and his convinced misunderstandings , will be as familiar as the smell of a horse to any rider.

        (The story opens in the setting of Washington College. It is nighttime. Traveller is asleep in his stall. He is dreaming.)

        The Blue men! The Blue men! They've got round behind us, they're in among those thick trees! The guns -- the guns -- I shall go mad! The ground's shaking. Run! Run! A horse that's afeared has to run, what else?

        Pressure of Marse Robert's knees; steady hand smoothing my neck. "Easy, Traveller, easy."

        <snip>

        The smoke! I can't see anything! Stand still! Must stand still! The Blue men are coming! No, it's the Yell! The Yell! Over there in the trees! It's Cap-In-His-Eyes is coming!

        Oh, I -- my legs, this straw -- Where am I? I'm in the stable! It's just another of those dad-blamed dreams! No Blue men -- not anymore. No guns. I'm all a-sweat. Better stand up.

        https://www.amazon.com/Traveller-Richard-Adams-ebook/dp/B00Q8KXQUM/ref=sr_1_7?dchild=1&keywords=Traveller&qid=1626684729&s=books&sr=1-7

        Success is measured by your discipline and inner peace. – Mike Ditka

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