A wounded deer leaps highest,
I've heard the hunter tell;
'Tis but the ecstasy of death,
And then the brake is still.
The smitten rock that gushes,
The trampled steel that springs,,
A cheek is always redder
Just where the hectic stings
Mirth is mail of anguish,
In which its cautious arm
Lest anybody spy the blood
And, you're hurt exclaim.
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The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came read more
The shriek was followed by another, louder and yet more agonizing..for once started upon that journey, the hog never came back. One by one the men hooked up the hogs and slit their throats. There was a line of hogs with squeals and lifeblood ebbing away.. until at last each vanished into a huge vat of boiling water (some still alive). The hogs were so innocent. They came so very trustingly. They were so very human in their protests. They had done nothing to deserve it.
in the book THE JUNGLE.
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar
Abuse is the weapon of the vulgar
Government is force, legalized plunder.
Government is force, legalized plunder.
There is no greater breach of the public trust than knowingly misleading the country into war. In a democracy, we read more
There is no greater breach of the public trust than knowingly misleading the country into war. In a democracy, we simply cannot tolerate the abuse of this trust by the government.
Wars damage the civilian society as much
as they damage the enemy. Soldiers never get over it.
Wars damage the civilian society as much
as they damage the enemy. Soldiers never get over it.
The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha suffocates no creature.
The zen of flyfishing is that zen masters
don't fish.. the Buddha suffocates no creature.
I do not waste my time in answering abuse; I thrive under it like a field that benefits from manure.
I do not waste my time in answering abuse; I thrive under it like a field that benefits from manure.
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, read more
I never yet heard man or woman much abused that I was not inclined to think the better of them, and to transfer the suspicion or dislike to the one who found pleasure in pointing out the defects of another.
The Cincinnati policeman was using his nightstick
like a posthole digger.
(in reference to the death by ruptured kidney
and read more
The Cincinnati policeman was using his nightstick
like a posthole digger.
(in reference to the death by ruptured kidney
and other factors after the clubbing of Nathaniel Jones
by 2 Cincinnati policemen).
