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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , David McCullough, , flight, France, , , , , , , Orville Wright, , , rhymes, , Wilbur Wright, William Howard Taft   

    LET US TURN BACK TO THE WRIGHT, BROTHERS AND SISTERS 

    PROLOGUE:
    We had to go ahead and discover everything for ourselves.
    –Orville Wright, 1901

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    Friends, Readers, Countrymen —

    If you have spent many a sleepless night
    tossing and turning ’til dawn’s early light,
    wondering if I’d e’er host another post,
    take such worries off thy plate — they’re toast.

    Yes, Brothers and Sisters, thy long wait is o’er.
    I’m back, and who of you could ask for more
    although I must confess
    that most may ask for less. 😦

    Never-the-less, Brothers and Sisters,
    it is written in the stars that I must return to the scene of my rhymes and other crimes. It’s Kismet.

    Notwithstanding the never-the-less, Brothers and Sisters, I digress.
    I come here not to berhyme the Wrights, but to praise them.

    Thus this follow-up to my May 17 post, THE DAY THE WRIGHTS DONE ME WRONG, because, by ancient axiom, it’s the Wright thing to do (If at first you don’t succeed, fly, fly again). And if this discourse has the unintended consequence of being the sleep-aid you need to catch up on those zzzzz, the added benefit comes at no extra charge.

    But I doubt that will be the case with THE WRIGHT BROTHERS, which, it so happens, is the title of a book I just finished reading (by my favorite historian, David McCullough). It’s no less than you’d expect from a Pulitzer Prize winning author: a masterful biography which (quoting from the dust cover) “draws on the immense riches of the Wright Papers, including personal diaries, notebooks, and more than a thousand letters from private family correspondence, to tell the human side of a profoundly American story.”

    The Wrights spent years of trial and air working to construct the world’s first ‘aeroplane,’ but as reader Don Frankel noted on May 17, America paid scant attention even after their successful first flight Dec. 17, 1903 at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina (and Don wasn’t just whistling Dixie in his comment). Finally, in 1906, after numerous improvements (including a more powerful engine) and many test flights, “much of the scientific world and the press [began] to change their perspective on the brothers”, and they started to attract commercial and government–especially French, not American– interest.

    To the latter point, President (and fellow Ohioan) Wm. Howard Taft spoke as follows in presenting the two brothers with Gold Medals on June 10, 1909, in Washington D.C.:

    I esteem it a great honor and an opportunity to present these medals to you as an evidence of what you have done. I am so glad–perhaps at a delayed hour–to show that in America it is not true that “a prophet is not without honor save in his own country.” It is especially gratifying thus to note a great step in human discovery by paying honor to men who bear it so modestly. You made this discovery by a course that we of America like to feel is distinctly American–by keeping your noses right at the job until you had accomplished what you had determined to do.

    There are many stories within the story of THE WRIGHT BROTHERS, many twists and turns and mishaps along the way. The Wrights weren’t ‘stick’ figures with no interests and little to commend beyond their mechanical genius. Wilbur, for example, wrote home from France in 1906 of long walks and “the great buildings and art treasures of Paris, revealing as he never had–or had call to–the extent of his interest in architecture and painting.”

    Read this bio and you will surely be taken along for the ride, as was I, by “the human side of a profoundly American story” of two men most of us know only from dry history books.

    So fasten your life jackets and come fly with me.

    EPILOGUE:
    We dared to hope we had invented something that would bring lasting peace to the Earth. But we were wrong. We underestimated man’s capacity to hate and to corrupt good means for an evil end. –Orville Wright, 1943 (during WWII)

     

     
    • Carmen 12:50 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      A timely subject, Mr. Muse. . I’m flying from Melbourne, Australia to Halifax, Nova Scotia on Friday. :). Those Wright Brothers started somethin’, eh?

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      • mistermuse 1:15 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        It certainly sounds Wright that from Down Under, there’s hardly anywhere to go but up…so have a safe flight home, Carmen. I’ll look forward to reading all about your trip if you post it on your blog.

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    • calmkate 4:31 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      lol love your opening poem and your review sounds interesting but … 🙂

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      • mistermuse 11:53 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        No buts about it, Kate — my reviews are always interesting (except when they’re not). 😦

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        • calmkate 7:26 pm on June 13, 2018 Permalink

          except the topic holds no interest for me .. but as you wrote it I still read it 🙂

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    • Silver Screenings 10:12 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Re: Orville Wright’s 1943 quote – ain’t it the truth! As I read your last post on the Wright Bros., I thought, “In a few short years, folks would be arming this marvellous invention in an effort to kill more people.”

      The biography sounds fascinating. Thanks for the recommendation!

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      • mistermuse 12:28 pm on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        You’re more than welcome, SS. As for the quote, “ain’t it the truth” indeed.What an ugly and beautiful mixed bag of a world this is!

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    • arekhill1 11:02 am on June 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Isn’t that last quote the truth? And the brothers Wright never even heard of Facebook.

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    • Don Frankel 8:49 am on June 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      That’s a great book Muse. I was amazed at all the things they had to develop in order to figure how to take flight. It is an amazing story. But I still can’t get over how they are flying just about everyday in Dayton and the only person who wrote about it was a traveling bee salesman in his little magazine which would be a the equivalent of a blog today.

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      • mistermuse 9:29 am on June 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        I’m glad you mentioned the bee magazine, Don — it’s the perfect example of how under-appreciated and almost ignored the Wrights were when you consider the game-changing nature of their accomplishment. The failure to recognize what seems so obvious reminds me of the old saying, IF IT WAS A SNAKE, IT WOULD HAVE BIT YOU.

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    • chattykerry 9:21 am on June 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I am going to work at the airport today and I will consider the amazing achievements of the Wright brothers as I attempt to deal airlines and passengers who think they are riding a Greyhound bus…😁😁

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    • barkinginthedark 6:51 pm on August 11, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Orville’s regret is too sad…to see your marvelous invention being employed to kill…too sad. continue…

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    • mistermuse 9:08 pm on August 11, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      “We underestimated man’s capacity to hate and to corrupt good means for an evil end.” Today, Orville’s 1943 quote has an even wider application than airplanes, as (courtesy of Donald Trump) democracy itself is being corrupted for an evil end.

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on November 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Blackbeard, coffee breaks, , fifteen minutes of fame, France, , , pirates, , , , Treasure Island   

    15 THINGS 15 IS FAMOUS FOR 

    There is nothing I like more than a challenge (well, there is probably something I like more, but I needed a lead-in). After my posts “FIVE DAYS HATH NOVEMBER” on Nov. 5 and “TEN” on Nov. 10, it occurred to me to keep the gambit going with a “FIFTEEN” post on Nov. 15. However, other than the famous “Everyone will be famous for 15 minutes,” it’s hard to figure what else 15 is iconic for that I could build a post around. So I challenged myself to compile a list of 15 famous fifteens, knowing that although most of what I come up with may not yet be famous, the mere mention of them here will make them so — thanks to you, my many adoring readers and viral instigators.

    Without further ado, then, here are 15 things that 15 has been (or soon will be) famous for:

    1.  15 minutes of fame
    2.  15 minute coffee breaks
    3.  15 humble politicians (coming soon to a universe near you)
    4.  15 days of darkness beginning, coincidentally, Nov. 15 (another of those social media apocalyptic rumors, apparently started by someone who had been out in the sun too long)
    5.  15 gun salute (for credentials rated six guns beneath the warranting of a 21 gun salute)
    6.  15 things that look like Donald Trump:
    http://onemorepost.com/donald-trump-hair-look-alikes/
    7.  15 flavors of prunes
    8.  15 minutes of unforgiving flatulence
    9.  15 temptations (Satan’s answer to God’s 15 Commandments, of which Moses dropped five, while Satan’s temptations have multiplied like wildfire)
    10. Etcetera
    11. And so forth
    12. And so on
    13. And the like
    14. Whatever
    15. Last but lust, pure gold — this 15 from Robert Louis Stevenson’s TREASURE ISLAND:

    NOTE: The Dead Man’s Chest referenced in the song is DEAD CHEST ISLAND (aka DEAD MAN’S CHEST ISLAND), a small, uninhabited island in the British Virgin Islands. The pirate known as “Blackbeard” is said to have punished his mutinous crew by marooning them on the island, each with a cutlass and a bottle of rum, with the expectation that they would kill each other. But when he returned after 30 days, he found that 15 had survived; thus —

    Fifteen men on the Dead Man’s Chest–
    Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
    Drink and the devil had done for the rest
    Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!

    Robert Louis Stevenson, by the way, was born on November 13, 1850 — two days shy of coming to this post on his 165th birthday….a shortcoming for which I absolve posthaste the author of such admired works as the STRANGE CASE OF DR. JEKYLL AND MR. HYDE, KIDNAPPED, and TREASURE ISLAND.

    ADDENDUM: I was writing the first draft of this post when I heard of the terrorist attacks in Paris. To my friends/readers in France, may I express solidarité. In the aftermath, humor can seem out of place — but life marches on through (and past) the madness that does not know how to laugh. We cry at the mindlessness of it all, but we are human; we will laugh again….and we’ll always have Paris.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     
    • arekhill1 10:47 am on November 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Is that fifteen minutes of flatulence really unforgiving? Shouldn’t it be unforgivable? Or possibly unforgettable?

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    • mistermuse 11:31 am on November 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Definitely unforgettable, but also unforgiving, in the sense that 15 minutes of hiccups is unforgiving if you can’t stop doing it. Unforgivable? Only if the 15 minutes of flatulence and hiccups are simultaneous.

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    • Tosha Michelle 8:54 pm on November 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      15 minutes of my life i can never get back. I’m a slow reader. I’m kidding. I enjoyed this post immensely. Here’s looking at you, kid.

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    • Don Frankel 9:00 pm on November 15, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      15 minutes are the amount of time in one quarter of a football game. 15 is also the number worn by Yankees Thurman Munson and Tom Tresh. 15 in French is Quinz. In Rugby 15 is the number of players on the field at any given time. And, why I don’t know but a whole lot of Jewish holidays are on the 15th.

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    • mistermuse 12:35 am on November 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Don, I must admit I should’ve included the 15 minute quarters in a football game, but I have a good excuse — I didn’t think of it.

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    • Mél@nie 2:31 am on November 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      1st of all: I thank you for “la Marseillaise”… ❤ Paris has always been THE symbol of FREEDOM – by definition and "Tossed but not sunk!”, it will prevail over all evils…

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      2nd of all: I also used Andy Warhol's famous statement @ https://myvirtualplayground.wordpress.com/about/

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      my very best, oceans of inspiration & have a serene week! respectful regards, MNB

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      • mistermuse 7:57 am on November 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        To me, the “Marseillaise” as performed in CASABLANCA is one of the (if not THE) most emotionally stirring scene(s) in film history. All the best to you as well, and liberté, egalité, fraternité forever!

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        • Mél@nie 2:49 am on November 19, 2015 Permalink

          thanx! merci, Monsieur! Paris will always be THE symbol of FREEDOM – by definition and by excellence… I’ve been deeply impressed and emotional with this: La Marseillaise résonne au Metropolitan Opera de NYC… ❤
          http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVj4KrBE26Q

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          as a cultured gentleman, I'm sure you've read Hemingway's novels… 🙂

          "A Moveable Feast" – "Paris est une fête" by Ernest Hemingway

          “If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast… When we came back to Paris it was clear and cold and lovely… There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it… You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me…

          Paris was never to be the same again although it was always Paris and you changed as it changed… You expected to be sad in the Fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason. In those days, though, the spring always came finally but it was frightening that it had nearly failed…”

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      • mistermuse 7:38 am on November 19, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Merci, Mél@nie, for the La Marseillaise/Metropolitan Opera video, which I couldn’t watch because “This video contains content from iTele. It is not available in your country.” However, the same clip is available on many American sites via Google, so no problem.

        The essence of the Hemingway quote, I think, is captured beautifully by Woody Allen in MIDNIGHT IN PARIS – a truly magical film and reminder of why “We’ll always have Paris.” 🙂

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    • Jane 6:03 am on November 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for making me laugh! Humour provides such release. 15 humble politicians? Now wouldn’t that be something! Fifteen was never a significant number for me but after your post, I think it will be my favourite for some time to come. I won’t be able to hear it or see it without remembering your clever post. You are to blame if someone says 15 in a serious conversation and I giggle because I am thinking about flatulence! 😉

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    • mistermuse 8:22 am on November 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Jane, mistermuse (though not a politician) humbly appreciates your comment so much that I will willingly accept blame for any giggling episodes caused by thinking about flatulence. To keep such giggling in check, however, I suggest you not think about simultaneous flatulence and hiccups (as expressed in my reply to arekhill 1’s opening comment).

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    • inesephoto 5:48 pm on November 16, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Your list is hilarious 🙂
      Thank you for the video. French people will smile again, evil will never prevail.

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    • mistermuse 10:36 am on November 17, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for the comment. Though it may be argued that evil will never prevail (in the big picture), there is no denying that it does prevail in thousands of small pictures (over each individual who has been murdered by barbarians, not just in Paris, but in many places). When will we learn the lesson of Hitler, and take out the bad guys in the early stages of their power trips, before defeating them comes at the cost of thousands – even millions – of “small pictures?”

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    • moorezart 4:27 pm on November 17, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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    • mistermuse 5:02 pm on November 17, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Merci beaucoup.
      I in turn recommend checking out the speaks-to-me pix and arresting artwork on your blog – well worth a visit in any language!

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    • RMW 10:16 pm on November 17, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      When I clicked on the comments box you had 15 comments so I hesitated to add a comment to break the “15”… too late now. Enjoyable post.

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    • mistermuse 12:11 am on November 18, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      No problem. They say fame is fleeting, so why should 15’s fame be any different? Thanks for the comment.

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  • mistermuse 4:05 pm on February 2, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Arrivederci Roma, Chamfort, France, , , Nice, , , , Rome   

    FRENCH LICKS / ROMAN WRINKLES 

    PARIS IS NOT NICE, & NEITHER IS NICE*

    If we would please in society, we must be prepared to be taught
    many things we know already by people who do not know them.
    –Nicolas Chamfort, French writer

    Beg pardon, Monsieur Chamfort, but since when have the French (even the
    Nice* French) had a reputation for giving a damn about pleasing anyone?

    *Nice (a city in France) is pronounced “NIECE” in French

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    NOSING AROUND THE HILLY ROMAN EMPIRE

    The Eternal City of Seven Hills
    Has more holy grounds than a catacomb.
    But — be it ever so rumpled —
    “There’s no place like Rome.”

    Ah….Roma!

    Arrivederci Roma!

     
    • arekhill1 6:59 pm on February 2, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Sounds like you’ve been roamin’ around, Sr. Muse.

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    • Michaeline Montezinos 8:43 pm on February 2, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      If you are in Roma don’t forget to send me a cardoma but leave the stoma on the statue, please.

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    • mistermuse 9:35 pm on February 2, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Been to Paris, but didn’t make it to Rome when I was in Europe, which is too bad because I was Catholic at the time, and it would’ve been nice to stop by the Vatican for a friendly little papal bull session.

      I never heard of cardoma, Michaeline, and I can’t find it online or in my dictionary, but no matter — my long distance travel days are over until I’m summoned to the pearly gates. Maybe they’ll have cardoma there, but until then, I can’t help you.

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    • Don Frankel 7:30 am on February 3, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      This is why I never leave New York. I’ve never been to Paris but I’ve heard there not nice there. And, from what I understand you can’t even get a slice of Pizza in Rome, so what’s the point?

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      • Mélanie 11:52 am on February 3, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        @”I’ve never been to Paris but I’ve heard there not nice there.” – I do confirm: Paris, Texas is neither nice or interesting… 😀 btw, I love NYC… 😉

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    • mistermuse 11:30 am on February 3, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Hey, Don, there’s a Rome in upstate New York which is large enough to have a number of pizza joints, so if you want to be able to say you’ve been to Rome and got pizza, just hop on your dog sled and head northwest….or you could wait for the April thaw and enjoy the Roman Spring with Mrs. Stone (that’s only funny to old movie & Tennessee Williams fans, and probably not even funny to them).

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    • Mélanie 11:50 am on February 3, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I love Italian, it’s been easy to learn it after Romanian, French and Spanish… 🙂

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    • mistermuse 1:37 pm on February 3, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’m glad at least one of my readers was able to understand the Italian tenor Vittorio Grigolo singing “Arrivederci Roma” – but no matter the language, he sounds good, and the youtube video (with its scenes of Rome) looks good. As for the smells: Ah…Roma (or so my poem imagines).

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      • Michaeline Montezinos 12:13 pm on February 8, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        mistermuse, I chuckled when I read you did ot know what is a “cardoma.” I had to look up “epherma” in the dictionary since I had read that word you wrote. With my vision and the small type in thae dictionary, it took me 10 minutes to find epherma.

        You wrote about not going to Rome when your were Catholic. So I just use the Italian Roma for Rome in my reply. By cardoma I invented a word for a post card. I wanted it to rhyme. Perhaps it was wrong for me to make you wonder about that word.

        Ivana Trump, who we know was Donald’s first wife, said after the divorce, “The best revenge is served cold.” I didn’t think you would take my cardoma so seriously and I hope I didn’t chill you, mistermuse.

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    • mistermuse 2:07 pm on February 8, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I’m just relieved that “cardoma” isn’t Italian for carcinoma, Michaeline. Beyond that, it’s no skin off my nose – hahaha.

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  • mistermuse 8:12 am on June 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: 72 virgins, France, , Lady Liberty, , , Statue of Liberty, Trojan Horse   

    BEWARE OF GEEKS BEARING GIFTS 

    Yesterday I read in USA TODAY that the Statue of Liberty was not a gift from the government of France to the people of the United States. In an article headlined “Unmasking the myths behind Lady Liberty” (expounding on a new book by Elizabeth Mitchell titled Liberty’s Torch: The Great Adventure to Build the Statue of Liberty), it was further revealed that French sculptor Frederic Auguste Bartholdi “did not like most Americans. He thought that they were more interested in money than art.” Can you imagine that!

    Like you (assuming you are like me), I am of course highly insulted by such an insinuation….especially coming from a man who, as he was building it, “put parts of the statue on display with an admission charge” and “copyrighted the statue’s image, intending to get paid every time it was used in ads, postcards and trinkets.” A French artiste should be rich enough to finance such a work with his own funds, just like an American artist.

    In any case (no thanks to the French government), sufficient funds were raised and the rest, as they parlez-vous, is history….speaking of which, the above revelation got me to thinking about how many other celebrated “gifts” haven’t been all they seem on the surface.

    The legendary Trojan Horse story is undoubtedly the most famous of them all, hence the well known saying, Beware of Greeks bearing gifts. In a more general sense, of course, what can top politicians promising anything to get elected? And, not to beat a dead horse, many religions promise eternal bliss in heaven for behaving yourself while going through hell on earth. ‘Twas ever thus.

    Satirical geek that I am, my favorite has to be the 72 virgins promised to Islamic martyrs by Muhammad/the Koran — 72 “young, full-breasted” virgins, no less. I must admit that this one is the most persuasive of all. At my age, this holds the future promise of being as good as it gets.

     

     

     

     

     
    • arekhill1 10:02 am on June 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      The 72 virgins dilemma represents all our contradictory thinking about Heaven. The decision when admitted and then confronted by all these full-breasted teenagers, of whether to assault them all at once or only to deflower one every several thousand years or so to extend one’s eternal pleasure, is hardly an easy one. Makes being an Islamic martyr seem even less appealing to me.

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    • mistermuse 11:07 am on June 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      American virgins should thank their lucky stars that they don’t have to take male chauvinism (which is from the French “chauvin”) lying down, as they would if they were Islamic. Frankly, if I were a deceased Islamic virgin, I would demand more say in the matter; what could an Islamic martyr do to her if she won’t cooperate – she’s already dead.

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    • Don Frankel 8:45 am on July 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I like you am highly insulted by this news. I have decided to stop eating French fries and French toast from now on. And, I hate to be the guy who throws the monkey wrench in here but the virgins get to paradise because they are virgins. That’s their claim to fame or ticket in. So why would they give up being virgins once inside? Ah ha. Now imagine spending eternity with 72 virgins.

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    • mistermuse 9:50 am on July 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      So much for converting to Islam. Guess I’ll stick with Deism, a non-prophet organization.

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    • Don Frankel 6:56 pm on July 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      arekill1 makes the same mistake that I guess every terrorist makes. He assumes that they are young and nubile. But just where does it say that? It just says virgins. There is no age listed and no pictures.. They are not on facebook. And, I don’t think you can complain much when you’re on the other side. As Muse points out you’re already dead. They sort of got you by the short hairs.

      Muse does a no-prophet organization mean there are no mottos or sayings? You know seek and ye shall find, maybe?

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    • mistermuse 8:31 pm on July 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, for the answer to your first question, I turned to http://www.straightdope.com – with a name like that, you know you’re getting the straight dope (as opposed to homo dope, I presume). It turns out that, like the Bible, there are various versions of the Koran, one of which says, “Verily, for the righteous, there will be a paradise; gardens and grapeyards; and young full-breasted maidens of equal age.” Naturally, that version is just the ticket to the martyr’s afterlife that fundamentalist Muslims are hot to ride….it’s known as the Raging Hormones version (OK, I made that last part up, but the rest is the straight dope).

      As for non-prophets, the likes of Mark Twain may not be prophets, but with wise men like him and many others whose sayings I’ve quoted, who needs prophets?

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      • Don Frankel 4:44 am on July 2, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        Muse always, I mean always read the fine print. It says “full-breasted maidens of equal age”. That only means they are large and the women were born around the same time. Also it doesn’t say anybody is going to do anything just that they’ll be there.

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    • mistermuse 7:17 am on July 2, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, I’m glad you pointed that out, because it just goes to show how different interpretations of Holy Books screw people up. What that Koran passage means to you sounds logical to me, but I’m betting that an Islamic fundamentalist reads “equal age” as meaning “equal to HIS age.” And if those maidens are going to “be there” – well, what else would they be there for but to make righteous whoopee happily ever after?

      Logic versus hot male hormones/religious fervor? No contest!

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