23-03-2013, 10:59 AM
"Irreconcilable differences" is one of the most commonly stated causes for divorce.
And so it is with the parting of the ways between the Deep Politics Forum and your humble correspondent.
No anger. No regret. Nothing ends that should not have ended.
Edward M. Kennedy:
And may it be said of us, both in dark passages and in bright days, in the words of Tennyson that my brothers quoted and loved, and that have special meaning for me now:
"I am a part of all that I have met
To [Tho] much is taken, much abides
That which we are, we are --
One equal temper of heroic hearts
Strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
For me, a few hours ago, this campaign came to an end.
For all those whose cares have been our concern, the work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die.
And what of the fight? My thoughts turn to Dylan Thomas:
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
So join me in thinking fondly and well of my DPF adventure, which comes to an end, but should not be mourned except in the greatest of good cheer:
I mean, it's not that we didn't have a few laughs ....
So farewell, good friends. Or to put it another way ...
And so it is with the parting of the ways between the Deep Politics Forum and your humble correspondent.
No anger. No regret. Nothing ends that should not have ended.
Edward M. Kennedy:
And may it be said of us, both in dark passages and in bright days, in the words of Tennyson that my brothers quoted and loved, and that have special meaning for me now:
"I am a part of all that I have met
To [Tho] much is taken, much abides
That which we are, we are --
One equal temper of heroic hearts
Strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
For me, a few hours ago, this campaign came to an end.
For all those whose cares have been our concern, the work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives, and the dream shall never die.
And what of the fight? My thoughts turn to Dylan Thomas:
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
So join me in thinking fondly and well of my DPF adventure, which comes to an end, but should not be mourned except in the greatest of good cheer:
I mean, it's not that we didn't have a few laughs ....
So farewell, good friends. Or to put it another way ...