And again the night comes and the day breaks and the story unfolds. And again the parties interact and the trends trend and at the bottom of the pile is that long lamented world gone by. It was different then. In ways that were special. In ways that were good and sincere, lovely and tenacious. Charm rang us awake. Hope put us to sleep. Things were better then.
The sun was brighter then. The days drifted with the clouds then and there was a smile in the air. Bonds were stronger then. Fabrics were tougher, more prone to endure. Thoughts were more thoughtful then, more rational. Principles were more principled . The honorable were more honorable.
The laments of past foolishness hurt much deeper, then. The pangs of past regret ran stronger. The path from then to now was much clearer then, much clearer. The virtues were more virtuous then. The then was not as good.
Two from Harper’s Index
Harpers Index Feb 2011
Harpers Index April 2011
http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/04/page/0013
http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/02/page/0013
http://bschiff.com/ the rancid bastards ….. the true…..the dumb …… the honored creed…..
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Dominance Games: The pangs of past regret
And again the night comes and the day breaks and the story unfolds. And again the parties interact and the trends trend and at the bottom of the pile is that long lamented world gone by. It was different then. In ways that were special. In ways that were good and sincere, lovely and tenacious. Charm rang us awake. Hope put us to sleep. Things were better then.
The sun was brighter then. The days drifted with the clouds then and there was a smile in the air. Bonds were stronger then. Fabrics were tougher, more prone to endure. Thoughts were more thoughtful then, more rational. Principles were more principled . The honorable were more honorable.
The laments of past foolishness hurt much deeper, then. The pangs of past regret ran stronger. The path from then to now was much clearer then, much clearer. The virtues were more virtuous then. The then was not as good.
Two from Harper’s Index
Harpers Index Feb 2011
Harpers Index April 2011
http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/04/page/0013
http://www.harpers.org/archive/2011/02/page/0013
http://bschiff.com/ the rancid bastards ….. the true…..the dumb …… the honored creed…..
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