Thursday, April 12, 2007
See the cat? See the cradle?
I'm going to try and remember, without looking in the book, the last bit from Cat's Cradle:
"If I were a younger man, I'd write a history of human stupidity. And then, I'd climb to the top of Mount McCabe and lie down with my history for a pillow and take some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men, and then I'd make a statue of myself, looking up, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You-Know-Who."
Rest in peace, old man. I for one did actually shed a tear.