Boustrophedonia

A cartoon, probably from the New Yorker, shows several men standing about wearing togas. The background contains columns and laurels and is thoroughly Roman. Two of the men are face-to-face, each on the edge of a group of his respective friends. "Ubiquitus! Are you here, too?"

But if need be, he stands alone, against all the "smelly little orthodoxies which are now contending for our souls."


I am Austin Hastings. I am loyal neither to the so-called 'left', nor to the 'right'. In fact, I am finding more and more to disdain about both. I would that the above quotation were written about me, rather than George Orwell. I am older than I ever thought I'd be. I am dismayed by my own ignorance. (I am frequently even more dismayed at the ignorance of others.)

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Badger sandwich, anyone?

Any friend of badgers is a friend of mine, but, well...

This speaks for itself, really.