Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away".
Brought to mind by this.
You know, absent the Indian cotton shirts and pants, the Russian AK-47s, the British camouflage jackets, the Sony video cameras, the Phillips mics, etc., these Muslims would be doing their work wielding stones and bone knives, and dressed in nothing but camel-hair underpants.
Still, I'm sure they have a very light carbon footprint.
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away".
Brought to mind by this.
You know, absent the Indian cotton shirts and pants, the Russian AK-47s, the British camouflage jackets, the Sony video cameras, the Phillips mics, etc., these Muslims would be doing their work wielding stones and bone knives, and dressed in nothing but camel-hair underpants.
Still, I'm sure they have a very light carbon footprint.
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