"you had such vision of the street, as the street hardly understands" --T.S. Eliot--
Monday, August 27, 2012
luster
in my very limited view, i can only assume,( there are tons of versions penned by various columnists and writers), that there are two kinds of people in this world -- those who like to party and those who retreat into their shells and would rather read a book. there's no prize for guessing my preferred category. the third in line to the british throne is clearly in the other one -- playing strip billiards with strangers? i'm too useless with a pool stick to even attempt playing a normal game. yeah, i'm such a sad case.
this piece doesn't tell us anything we don't already know but why was the 400 IM Olympic champion mentioned as the party companion? the swimmer was with his own wingmen and guests celebrating his 28th birthday. while as documented, the prince was hanged around with his public school chums. they have the money and the cache to party in vegas, so let them party in vegas. they don't have to worry about where to get their next meal.
all the stories on neil armstrong is of course, heartwarming. here was a person who achieved so much yet remained private. in today's world of reality television, the first man on the moon is the epitome of human accomplishments. his passing only reminds us of those fantastic achievements. discovering new frontiers, doing good, imparting knowledge, amongst other pragmatic endeavours should be the foundation of human existence.
meanwhile in the universe of biblical idioms, i shouldn't be reading too much between the lines. but certain familiarity breeds contempt.
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blogging,
culture-divide,
sports,
words
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