Saturday soapbox

Saturday’s  soapbox is yours to use as you will – within the bounds of decency and absence of defamation. You’re welcome to look back or forward, discuss issues of the moment, to pontificate, ponder or point us to something of interest, to educate, elucidate or entertain, amuse, bemuse or simply muse, but not abuse.

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I chose life over death for myself and my friends . . . I believe it is in our nature to explore, to reach out into the unknown. The only true failure would be not to explore at all. – Ernest Shackleton.

3 Responses to Saturday soapbox

  1. Andrei says:

    In light of Will’s comment this seems appropriate on another post

    The words are from the Greek Poet Alkis Alkaios and is sung by Haris Alexiou – this is one of the greatest Greek songs of all time

    In a pirogue you set off and wander
    during the hours that the rain gets heavier
    you’re sailing to the land of the Visigoths
    and you’re fascinated by hanging gardens
    but you are gently sawing-off your own wings…

    Saltiness covered your naked body
    I brought you fresh water from Delphi
    you said your life would be cut in half
    and before i had time to deny you three times
    The paradise’s key had already rusted…

    The caravan is rushing through the dirt
    chasing after your demented shadow
    how can the mind find its peace in a bed-sheet..?
    how can the Mediterranean sea be tied with ropes…?
    …Love… who we used to call Antigoni

    Which string of nights has taken away your light ..?
    and in which galaxy shall i spot you..?
    This here is Attica, a dreary quarry
    and all I am is a cheap shooting range
    where foreign troops are cursing as they train…


  2. Will says:

    Thanks Andrei, that was exquisite. This is a lament, a song of loss, unless I am mistaken. But I am not ready for despair.

    There is a Kipling poem in my mind. An ugly, lumpen thing called “The Wrath of the Awakened Saxon.”

    It was not preached to the crowd.
    It was not taught by the state.
    No man spoke it aloud,
    When the Saxon began to hate.

    It was not suddenly bred.
    It will not swiftly abate.
    Through the chilled years ahead.
    When time shall count from the date
    That the Saxon began to hate.

    Our people’s patience has its limits.


  3. Andrei says:

    I wonder how many of the 21st century English are familiar with Kipling?

    In fact the British elites of today are probably embarrassed by him and the only exposure to his works for most come via the Walt Disney cartoon adaptions which of course are abominations

    When I read your comment on the “Labour’s poll lower” thread the song posted above immediately came to mind because it sums it up exactly


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