Posted on 10/22/2013 6:42:37 AM PDT by Jack Hydrazine
Be sure to read some rabbinic commentaries on Mishlei (Proverbs) to gain a deeper understanding of those very wise words.
It is from Kiplings “Barrack Room Ballads”.
Signed,
Cliff Claven
Beautiful!
No, this one works better:
Code of the West
(from “Cowboy Ethics: What Wall Street Can Learn from the Code of the West” by James P. Owen)
Live each day with courage.
Take pride in your work.
Always finish what you start.
Do what has to be done.
Be tough, but fair.
When you make a promise, keep it.
Ride for the brand.
Talk less and say more.
Remember that some things aren’t for sale.
Know where to draw the line.
And I will add my personal creed:
De oppresso liber.
Credibility is the only thing you are born with freely. Once it’s gone; it’s gone.
So no one can redeem their credibility or character?
OTOH, there are plenty of men who have ruined their lives from thrusting their penis into the wrong woman's vagina or even the right woman at the wrong time. Even once.
So, yes, it does depend on the type of food we're talking about.
Beef tips and gravy :)
It is the plague. It should be banned.
More like beef tips and mayo.
Because all of the four primary Sunni schools of jurisprudence mandate death for apostasy.
If he’s in high school try to get him into competitive sports. I coached HS baseball for three season, so I’m partial. But involvement in any such sport at that age can be very formative for later life, and odds show his chances of future success - even in this barryworld - are better overall.
Best of success to Him and to You.
Wilt Chamberlain would have said “Seriously, who stops at twenty?”
We had a kid on our team who was fat and slow running. But he could hit fairly decent and, man, could he block a base path-- a natural for catcher. His slowness on the base paths turned out to be not such a big deal because he would either clear them with an extra base hit or strike out most of the time.
I was a skinny little runt and couldn't hit well, but I did learn to throw well enough that I made a fairly decent relief pitcher and to field well enough to be a utility infielder. I also learned how to get on base a lot by walks . . . just by being patient at the plate and learning most kids at the jr. high/high school level couldn't throw strikes most of the time.
I still keep in touch with much of the old gang from way back then even though I've lost track of almost all of my graduate school class.
I’m 63 and can still hit, catch and throw. Those 3 seasons I consider the best job of my life, and all it earned me in remittance was about $1000, a new glove and a fungo bat. But what you get back in imparting what you know of the game to those kids makes you feel like a billionaire.
I know what you mean about a lot of kids not able to hit the strike zone consistently. That’s how I got elected to pitch both sides so often in 21 Outs. 150 or so pitches twice a week or so. Some day I’m gonna write a poem or something about being a “Batting Practice Pitcher”.
And to be held in their memories for what they gained, from you.
What a life!
It's Paul Atreides. From Dune, by Frank Herbert. One of my very favorite quotes.
I said you are born with it. Why would you ask?
How are you born with it?
Babies are cute, not credible.
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