crapped on by a bird - again
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Vancouver, 2002.02.16
Wuh, it happened again - crapped on by a bird. Maybe now my luck will turn around.
twenty-seven years and one million words
Wuh, it happened again - crapped on by a bird. Maybe now my luck will turn around.
Society is indeed a contract... [the state] is a partnership in all science; a partnership in all art; a partnership in every virtue, and in all perfection. As the ends of such a partnership cannot be obtained in many generations, it becomes a partnership not only between those who are living, but between those who are living, those who are dead, and those who are to be born.
—Edmund Burke