Today I’ve learnt that there’s a word in italian (”solare”) to describe a person who brights the room, who is warm and good and cheerful and worries about others and I think is so cute??? I love it
- they’re all following this jesus nonsense instead of the old roman religion
- they only know what it’s like under the empire and not the glory of the res publica
- all of them want to follow weird greek fashions like writing poetry and growing beards instead of following the mos maiorum and wearing togas
- they’re all so used to this cushy “pax romana” nonsense that none of them want to conquer anything like their ancestors did, and they probably don’t even remember carthage
- they have no idea what it was like living before the common era
- have any of them ever risen up on their own to depose a king or stab a tyrant? i think not
Shall I compare thee to a Shakespeare play?
Thou art less clever and less literate,
But how else should poor poets have their say?
Alas, our leader lacks a donkey’s wit!
Sometime too fierce the fire of ego burns,
And when a man is made to look a fool,
He rages ’gainst the mockery he earns,
As little boys will cry when teas’d at school.
But thy eternal tantrums shall not wane,
Nor shalt thou e’er unclench thy tiny fists,
Nor listen when the people dare to say,
“’Tis you, dear sir, who made a scene of this.”
So long as men can breathe and speech is free,
The Bard shall speak and show thy shame to thee.
(4 July 2017, in honor and defense of freedom of artistic expression)
You can preach self-love and acceptance all you want, but I would not have been able to transform myself into the person I am today without despising my past self.