
Italians and Englishmen
The Note-Books of Samuel Butler (1912), Part XIII - Unprofessional Sermons
1770s, African Slavery in America (March 1775)
Italians and Englishmen
The Note-Books of Samuel Butler (1912), Part XIII - Unprofessional Sermons
“I do not argue with obstinate men. I act in spite of them.”
Hercule Poirot
Source: The Mystery of the Blue Train (1928)
(J. Hudson Taylor. Fruit Bearing. Philadelphia: Overseas Missionary Fellowship).
On the need for testimonies by Clinton White House staffers Fox News Sunday http://thinkprogress.org/2007/04/01/fox-catches-mcconnell/ (June 16, 1996).
1997
“Every tone was a testimony against slavery, and a prayer to God for deliverance from chains.”
Source: 1840s, Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, An American Slave (1845), Ch. 2
In New Orleans, Louisiana, 1814. As quoted in The Life of Andrew Jackson https://web.archive.org/web/20111029143820/http://home.nas.com/lopresti/ps7.htm (1967), by John Spencer Bassett, Archon Books. p. 156-157.
1810s
Sir Thomas Munro, in his letter to the Governor-General Lord Hastings in 1817, quoted in "The Monarch musician"
About Swathi Thirunal
Chen Shih-chung (2017) cited in " Taiwan’s minister of health to attend bilateral meetings during WHA http://www.taiwannews.com.tw/en/news/3169404" on Taiwan News, 22 May 2017
A rant about stupidity... and the coming civil war... (2009)
Context: Step back for a minute and note an important piece of psychohistory — that every generation of Americans faced adversaries who called us "decadent cowards and pleasure-seeking sybarites (wimps), devoid of any of the virtues of manhood."
Elsewhere, I mark out this pattern, showing how every hostile nation, leader or meme had to invest in this story, for a simple reason. Because Americans were clearly happier, richer, smarter, more successful and far more free than anyone else. Hence, either those darned Yanks must know a better way of living (unthinkable!)... or else they must have traded something for all those surface satisfactions.
Something precious. Like their cojones. Or their souls. A devil's bargain. And hence — (our adversaries told themselves) — those pathetic American will fold up, like pansies, as soon as you give them a good push.
It is the one uniform trait shown by every* vicious, obstinate and troglodytic enemy of the American Experiment. A wish fantasy that convinced Hitler and Stalin and the others that urbanized, comfortable New Yorkers and Californians and all the rest cannot possibly have any guts, not like real men. A delusion shared by the King George, the plantation-owners, the Nazis, Soviets and so on, down to Saddam and Osama bin Laden. A delusion that our ancestors disproved time and again, decisively — though not without a lot of pain.