“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
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Life without Love is Living Death.
Don't forget tonight's Zizek vs. Peterson / Socialism vs. Capitalism debate...
Spoiler alert: it's pay per view. Socialism lost.
https://youtu.be/eL94sCAsPPg
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