“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
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And by a prudent flight and cunning save A life which valour could not, from the grave. A better buckler I can soon regain, But who can get another life again?
Archilochus
Contrary to the standard idealist argument that conceives ugliness as the defective mode of beauty, as its distortion, one should assert the ontological primacy of ugliness: it is beauty that is a kind of defense against the Ugly in its repulsive existence -- or, rather, against existence tout court, since . . . what is ugly is ultimately the brutal fact of existence (of the real) as such. - Slavoj Zizek, "Ugly Jouissance"
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Contrary to the standard idealist argument that conceives ugliness as the defective mode of beauty, as its distortion, one should assert the ontological primacy of ugliness: it is beauty that is a kind of defense against the Ugly in its repulsive existence -- or, rather, against existence tout court, since . . . what is ugly is ultimately the brutal fact of existence (of the real) as such. - Slavoj Zizek, "Ugly Jouissance"
BALLS! };-)>
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Strive
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Sorrow
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Sow
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Sanity
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Stew
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Sadism
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Shriek
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Surrection.
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