Will you, my countrymen, the descendants of these men, warmed by their blood, inheriting their language, and having the principles for which they struggled confided to your care, allow them to be violated in your hands?
quote by Joseph Howe
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We are inheriting the worst financial system since the Depression. We're inheriting a situation - when people go back and study major banking crises a quarter century from now, the one that America developed in 2007 and 2008 is going to be one of those crises.
quote by Larry Summers
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Comtemplate the mangled bodies of your countrymen and then ask yourself, What should be the reward of such sacrifices... If ye love wealth better than freedom, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands that feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen.
quote by Samuel Adams
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My idea here is that, inasmuch as certain cognitive tasks and principles are tied to nature's laws, these tasks and principles are indifferent to language, culture, gender, or the particular mode of information that is provided.
quote by Edward Tufte
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Now, the language that had grown up and formed itself on those principles is what one is dealing with, and the problem is to bring a work of art in that medium into another medium formed on different principles and heard and understood in a different way.
quote by Robert Fitzgerald
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Honourable Exception Advice Heeded Aneyoshi Descendants
Aneyoshi ancestors carved tsunami warning in stone
a love blessing warning standing warning descendants
Aneyoshi quiet wise hamlet of respectful descendants
Aneyoshi tightly knit community of listening descendants
Aneyoshi where above tsunami marker people built homes
honourable exception advice heeded Aneyoshi descendants
all high built their homes wave unscathed warned in stone
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Blood on your hands sister
You said you loved him told him you cared
Promised him forever together
Instead you broke his heart into countless pieces
You drew tears of blood from the Prince of hearts
Hurt his pride with your insolent words
Blood on your hands sister
Blood on your hands
I saw the pain in his eyes
I felt the bitter tears that he cried
Kicked a man when he was down
You left him a broken man
Blood on your hands sister
Blood on your hands
From a loving giving sensitive Prince amongst men
You took your pleasure and stifled his laughter
You took your fill and threw him upon the scrapheap
Blood on your hands sister
Blood on your hands
But his precious tears are wasted
Wasted on a dry barren heart like yours
For his heart is alive and flourishing
Whilst yours is dead and lifeless
He is the victor
Whilst you the loser
You may wash your hands of him
But the stains will never fade
Blood on your hands sister
Blood on your hands
poem by Lilac Wine
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Language is a process of free creation; its laws and principles are fixed, but the manner in which the principles of generation are used is free and infinitely varied. Even the interpretation and use of words involves a process of free creation.
quote by Noam Chomsky
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Buddha witnessed the Killing Fields
The sharks torpedoed my escape
The vultures volleyed fire on my hut
Shield was I for the animal
Bait was I for the beast.
No paths to run
No place to hide
For every inch of earth was mined
Classrooms were razed
Clinics were shelled
Flooded was the soil with streams of blood.
No mercy the animal deserved
Terror was he, feared no death,
Robbed was his honor even in death
Courage was in their veins
Violated were the fem-fatal
and so was the innocent femininity
Bullets knocked even the cubs
The beast had a merry day
Cannibals had a hearty feast.
Neither dharma prevailed
Nor truth triumphed
Innocent blood drowned the earth.
Shook hands with the beast
Blood soaked are my hands
And every faith aided the beast.
No mercy I seek thee from
No course I inflict thee on
For, Buddha witnessed the Killing Fields.
poem by Thavaseelan Gopinathan
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Charity, caring, loving-kindness
Translators live a life
of great blessing, and of frustration:
they live uniquely in the mind
of the great ones they translate – and yet
are destined never fully to reveal this
in their native language, to their fellows,
countrymen and women;
must leave it to the reader, to restore to life.
We too, translators –
words into deeds, deeds into experience,
experience then taught in words…so -
charity, care, or loving-kindness?
maybe we are old, and we uncared for;
maybe we are young, and we uncared for..
but, caring care – this is so beautiful;
to receive; even just to watch; or best, to give…
and too good not to know…
so, we might follow that wonderful advice:
‘What you think you lack – give that! ’
and bestow all our ‘agape’, our ‘charitas’ –
the word which taxed - along with ‘faith’ and ‘hope’ -
the translators of the Bible…
that care that cares not to be care-worn…
we, to translate word to deed,
love, to loving-kindness;
love, to boundless care.
(for Mary N., too, who knows this)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Croton Plant
I picked a seed on my way side
From a worthy yard of a lord
And put it safe in my lonely heart.
I watered it with love and passion.
I warmed it with care and concern.
A hard coated, it took long to burst.
Under the shade, it struggled to emerge.
By rain of lust and draught of guilt
Was the plant beset but not upset.
It grew to a bush with the entire blush.
Came in the spring; Went out the Spring.
No bloom. No blossom. No flower.
Yet leaves are rosy like petals.
A croton as it is, I shall harbour it.
For its colourful leaves at least.
1.10.2000, Madras
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Peace Carrier, Sapporo's Jieitai
Ever seen an army
Taking care of trees?
Army men, all smiley
Kindly care for kids?
Searching woods and mountains
To save people's lives
Instead of filling up fountains
With blood, or give painful cries?
Come see with own eyes
Such army that rise
To melt people's hearts
With sculptures of ice.
Sweating for a smile
Sapporo's Jieitai
Works hard for a month
to show how an army
can be nice and kind.
The 62nd Sapporo's Snow Festival starts on Feb.7. All the snow for it is carried by Sapporo's Self Defense Forces.Also(traditionally) they 're to have one of the main snow sculptures on Odori park.Till a few years before had own marvellous site with huge snow and ice slides and army men (smiling) would care for every single person's ride. Thousands and thousands of kids smiled and felt warmed by the work of this army's hands.
poem by Elena Sandu
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Blood Money
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
No one can say, that crime doesnt pay, that never is true
Its supply and demand, with blood on your hands, nighmares come true
Its in all the headlines, youre the worst of a kind, a sinister breed
Such a contemptable way, to have your own say, youre poisoned with greed
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
You dont have to be smart, it dont take any heart, least of all, shame
Some turret stunt, open in the front, your motive is plain
And for those that contend, with the choice to condemn, I know that you care
For those left alone, when its time to go home, and nobodys there
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
When youre out on the street, and you got nothin to eat, its easy to see
That you do what you can, still I dont understand, how wrong you can be
Though its all very clear, that you bargain with fear, theres no justice at all
Its easy for some, they say the bigger they come, the harder they fall
I said oh no (no no no no), youre completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no), youd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you cant get any colder
Blood money, but still youre thinkin it over
song performed by by April Wine
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Values are social norms — they're personal, emotional, subjective, and arguable. All of us have values. Even criminals have values. The question you must ask yourself is, Are your values based
upon principles? In the last analysis, principles are natural laws — they're impersonal, factual, objective and self-evident. Consequences are governed by principles and behavior is governed by values; therefore, value principles!
quote by Stephen Covey
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Values are social norms — they're personal, emotional, subjective, and arguable. All of us have values. Even criminals have values. The question you must ask yourself is, Are your values based
upon principles? In the last analysis, principles are natural laws — they're impersonal, factual, objective and self-evident. Consequences are governed by principles and behavior is governed by values; therefore, value principles!
quote by Stephen Covey
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Values are social norms — they're personal, emotional, subjective, and arguable. All of us have values. Even criminals have values. The question you must ask yourself is, Are your values based
upon principles? In the last analysis, principles are natural laws — they're impersonal, factual, objective and self-evident. Consequences are governed by principles and behavior is governed by values; therefore, value principles!
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My Countrymen
My countrymen want to make me mad
It seems they are very very bad
Whenever I become very sad
They seem to become very much glad
Although I am like their mom and dad
They treat me as if I am a cad
I can write it with blood on a pad
I would give them more things if I had.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Blood In My Eyes
1. woke up this morning, feeling blue,
Seen a good-lookin girl, can I make love with you?
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
2. I went back home, put on my tie,
Gonna get that girl that money that money will buy.
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
3. she looked at me, begin to smile,
Said, hey, hey, man, cant you wait a little while?
No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
No, no, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
Got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
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4. no, no, mama, I cant wait,
You got my money, now youre trying to break this date.
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
5. I tell you something, tell you the facts,
You dont want me, give my money back.
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you,
Hey, hey, babe, I got blood in my eyes for you.
I got blood in my eyes for you, babe,
I dont care what in the world you do.
Instrumental
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Our principles are the springs of our actions. Our actions, the springs of our happiness or misery. Too much care, therefore, cannot be taken in forming our principles.
quote by Red Skelton
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I Don't Care
Blood on the hands, blood on the face
Last chance left for the human race
Forgotten heroes, fallen gods
The world we built is gonna fall
I don't care what you think
Hate the power they've abused
Punks stand alone, stand accused
Watch your back, watch your friends
Don't give in 'till the bitter end
I don't care what you think
song performed by by Unseen
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Violated
I feel as if I have been violated.
Like an intrusion has taken place.
And I can not put my finger on it.
It was if something entered my space...
Uninvited and unseen!
Within seconds an emptiness I had faced,
Was suddenly replaced.
Stripping away my peace to erase...
Any selfishness.
And the safe pace I kept with it!
No longer common was my sense.
I could not move.
Even though I was incensed
I was being violated.
Like my mind was being raped.
I laid half unconscious and half awake.
'Something' was examining my mental state!
I say to you I was violated!
And it was no mistake!
Something had visited...
Without an invitation!
Taking what I valued and changing it!
As I accepted the rearrangement,
Without a muscle from me to lift!
'What is this? '
I thought and drifted back to sleep!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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