"if you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. we ask not your council or your arms. crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. may your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

- samuel adams

happy birthday to me...

i too am not a bit tamed, i too am untranslatable,
i sound my barbaric YAWP over the roofs of the world.

- uncle walt

"i am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
i have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles,
such are promises all lies and jest...

...in the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
and he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'til he cried out in his anger and his shame
i am leaving, i am leaving, but the fighter still remains
yes, he still remains..."

soon.

"i am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
i have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises all lies and jest...in the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
and he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'til he cried out in his anger and his shame
i am leaving, i am leaving, but the fighter still remains
yes, he still remains..."

soon.

"i am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
i have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises all lies and jest..."

soon.

"if you want to build a ship, don't drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work and give orders. instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea."

- antoine-marie-roger de saint exupery

"voilà!

in view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. this visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. however, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.

the only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous."

wonderful flick. check it out.