17 March 2009

South Dakota

When Saint Sebastian was buried they made sure the coffin was mostly transparent so you could look in and see all the arrows and wonder what that must have felt like. "Here lies Jack Williams. He done his damnedest." I always thought that was the best epitaph that a man could have, Harry S. Truman said, and with tears in his eyes. The S stood for nothing, he later admitted to LIFE. The patron saint of archery inherited Roosevelt's nuclear program and none of his cigarette holders. Later, as the clouds rose higher, and the arrows and their silvery wingtips reflected a wonderful orange. "What is the cause of historical events? Power. What is Power? Power is the accumulated will of the masses, transferred to a given personage." Even Tolstoy couldn't stop himself from humming along, and with tears in his eyes, when the chorus of angels appeared behind him, singing "The White Cliffs of Dover."

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