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First, Teddy Roosevelt
Speak softly but carry a big stick.
|I’ve always heard that attributed to TR: till now: now I heard TR himself attribute it to an old West African proverb.|
To be neutral between right and wrong is to serve wrong.
Sounds good, sounds very good; but do humans really have any authority when it comes to distinguishing right from wrong? I don’t trust us one micron.
TR: “the monstrous embodiment of unprecedented and resounding noise.”
You must always remember “that the president is … about six.”
When compared with the suppression of anarchy every other question sinks into insignificance. The anarchist is the enemy of humanity, the enemy of all mankind, and his is a deeper degree of criminality than any other. No immigrant is allowed to come to our shores if he is an anarchist; and no paper published here or abroad should be permitted circulation in this country if it propagates anarchist opinions.
I’m enjoying Ken Burns’ doc on the Roosevelts.
Please know that I normally can’t stand Burns’ work: the boring Beatle, and his editing mixer. Like suffocating in a bucket of shit.
When Burns clips in his archive footage, does he leave the cobwebs delibarately? Couldn’t he blow them off a little?
I’ve long hated TR: hated FDR for decades; worship Eleanor as a child: am now coming to love her again.
I’ll never forget going to Tanglewood as a child, Serge Koussevitzky to conduct Prokofiev, Eleanor Roosevelt to read Prokofiev’s Peter and the Wolf. Neat, late 1940s.
I was a kid in a culture that worshipped Roosevelt: the crippled one. The adults were mostly Republicans but awash with FDR and his federal interferences. Lincoln slashed and burned his opposition all the way to Atlanta; Franklin put the husks of the survivors on welfare, made them show up on Monday morning.
The Depression was horrible, sure, but didn’t we ask for it? When Columbus arrived the peoples here were multiple. They mixed gathering and hunting and a little bit of agriculture. With the stock market crash of 1929 it was a little bit late to start looking for a squirrel to shoot. And if you went to where there were elk, TR had already put a fence around it.
Without the fed sure we’d have already destroyed the natural wonders: just in time to see a bigger natural wonder: a poisoned earth, natural disaster, a species sliding headfirst away from sensible survival, or sentience.