“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
Friday, October 12, 2012
A Progressive Primer for Disseminating Talking Points throughout the Blogosphere
"What? You search? You would multiply yourself by ten, by a hundred? You seek followers? Seek zeros!"
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