Squatch’s Open Thread 01/12/2015 - I have been out much of the day and felt compelled to get my knee elevated, which turned into a cat nap. That explains the lateness of this post. Part of...
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There were some real shenanigans going on in the South Carolina primary, I don't know if he was a Republican plant; he was someone's plant."
"Who is a greater fool....The Fool or those who follow him?"
"I turned to go, and as I did, nearly stepped on someone's hand. 'Excuse me', I began to say, but then I saw it was an unattached hand, or rather a detached one. It lay there alone- open, palm upwards, clean, capable, solitary. I could not tear my eyes from it.The hand is the artisan of the soul. It is the second member of the human trinity of head and hand and heart. A man has no faculty more human than his hand, none more beautiful nor expressive or productive. To see this hand lying alone, as though contemptuously cast aside, no longer part of a man, no longer his help, was to see war in all of its wantonness; it was to see the especially brutal savagery of our own technique of rending, and it was to see men at their eternal worst, turning upon one another, tearing one another, clawing at their own innards with the maniacal fury of the pride-possessed."