Also my great great uncle wrote this poem!
History does not mold
Until someone is told
Of bygone deeds and the doers of same;
Whether it be of war or peace or acts of State,
Which merit Posterity’s acclaim,
Or some political ploy of world renown,
None of this would be ours to relate
Unless someone put it down.
It behoves us then to record and date
These things as they happen along
On paper and stone, on film and tape,
Else they succumb to oblivion.
Before the ranks of those who knew or heard
Have crossed their mortal boundaries
Preserve their lore, their authentic word
Or face these certain quandariest:
Whom do you ask about a thing of the past
When all who were there are gone?
Whom do you nudge for a memory budge
‘Bout a name or a place or a song?
When the words of mouth have echoed out
Thru the dunes of no recal,
Whom do you ask? Alas! Alas!
When there’s no one to answer back?
And the history of our past
Must be made to endure and last
Unto each succeeding generation,
In prose, pagentry and song
It must be passed along
With ample annotation,
Lest memories fade and facts grow dimmer
And Posterity faces this sad dilemma:
Whom do you ask about a thing of the past
When all who were there are gone?
Whom do you nudge for a memory budge
‘Bout a name or a place or a song?
When the words of mouth have echoed out
Thru the dunes of no recal,
Whom do you ask? Alas! Alas!
When there’s no one to answer back?
My Great Great Uncle Was Awesome.
“John Marshall MUNDY became a lawyer after “reading” law in the offices of several of the older lawyers of the time. He interrupted his law practice in 1892, to become Clerk of the Superior Court. He held this position, with exception of an intermitten term until 1920, when he retired. He also was involved as a Democrat in the hot two-part Democratic and Populist Campaigns. And incident is told of an occasion when there was to be joint debate between John and a political opponent. In discussing the rules of the debate, his opponent in a gesture or good will, suggested that John speak first and take all the time he wanted; therefore, giving the opponent the conclusion. Accepting, John began his speech in the early afternoon, concluding at dark after everyone had gone home.”
GOT ME A LIVEJOURNAL
If I ever use Tumblr again, it’ll be for cute cats and stuff. I’m not posting the link here because I kind of hate some of my followers, but you guys should get livejournals and send me your links and we can be fri3nds
- Obama: I like Coke
- Fox News: Obama Declares War on Pepsi
So my ex-best friend added me on Facebook today.
wut.
I have a confession to make.
I don’t think Neil Patrick Harris is attractive at all. Or funny. Or worthy of watching in anything.
So fucking excited for the Avengers.
I’m a terrible girlfriend.
My baby has food poisoning and I can’t even take care of him because puke grosses me out so much. Every time he throws up I have to leave the dorm entirely and go to the community room. He understands though. But still. I brought him some ginger-ale and that was all I could do :(
I miss the days when I liked more than one of my roommates.
lolololol can’t wait until I move out.
