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    “The only sure bulwark of continuing liberty is a government strong enough to protect the interests of the people, and a people strong enough and well enough informed to maintain its sovereign control over the government.”

    —Franklin Delano Roosevelt
  • Of All the Men

    By Lester | May 27, 2010

    by Thomas Moore

    Of all the men one meets about,
    There’s none like Jack—he’s everywhere:
    At church—park—auction—dinner—rout—
    Go when and where you will, he’s there.

    Try the West End, he’s at your back—
    Meets you, like Eurus, in the East—
    You’re call’d upon for ‘How do, Jack?’
    One hundred times a day, at least.

    A friend of his one evening said,
    As home he took his pensive way,
    ‘Upon my soul, I fear Jack’s dead—
    I’ve seen him but three times to-day!’

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    Walking Wind Sculptures

    By Lester | May 26, 2010

    This artist’s work came up during our last Alliterates meeting. Once Steve Sullivan passed along the link, I just had to share the video here!

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    $#*! My Dad Says

    By Lester | May 25, 2010

    Love the Twitter account! That made me skeptical about conversion to a TV show. But this clip sold me! See what you think…

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    Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard

    By Lester | May 25, 2010

    by Leigh Hunt

    We, the Fairies, blithe and antic,
    Of dimensions not gigantic,
    Though the moonshine mostly keep us,
    Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.

    Stolen sweets are always sweeter,
    Stolen kisses much completer,
    Stolen looks are nice in chapels,
    Stolen, stolen, be your apples.

    When to bed the world are bobbing,
    Then’s the time for orchard-robbing;
    Yet the fruit were scarce worth peeling,
    Were it not for stealing, stealing.

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