tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522590442951738.post6781231888679108586..comments2023-06-12T11:31:14.038-04:00Comments on Armored Assaults on Hot Fudge Sundaes: well... it is, and it's notFionahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11488361241256661262noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522590442951738.post-64324273449748894722009-01-31T05:50:00.000-05:002009-01-31T05:50:00.000-05:00But that oar anecdote is pretty amazing, isn't it?...But that oar anecdote is pretty amazing, isn't it?<BR/><BR/>What oars are we carrying? And where can we go where those oars will no longer have meaning?Leigh Waltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00964802750317393614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522590442951738.post-47421005158366458722009-01-31T05:48:00.000-05:002009-01-31T05:48:00.000-05:00Kazantzakis wrote an epic poem in the 1930s, a seq...Kazantzakis wrote an epic poem in the 1930s, a sequel to the Odyssey in which Odysseus heads out for more adventures.<BR/><BR/>Another of his books, "Toda Raba," contains this passage: "You know that my particular leader is not one of the three leaders of the human spirit; neither Faust, nor Hamlet, nor Don Quixote, but only Don Odysseus. . . . I have not the unquenchable thirst of the occidental mind, nor do I sway between yes and no to no end in immobility, nor do I any longer possess the sublimely ludicrous urge of the noble battler of windmills. I am a mariner of Odysseus with heart afire but with mind ruthless and clear; not, however, of that Odysseus who returned to Ithaca and stayed there, but of that other Odysseus who returned, killed his enemies and, stifled in his native land, put out to sea once more."Leigh Waltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00964802750317393614noreply@blogger.com