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The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head. Alexander Pope, English poet, whose translation of Homer's Iliad was published on June 16, 1716 For observations which ourselves we make, Nature, and Nature's laws lay hid in
night; There is a certain majesty in simplicity
which is far above all the quaintness of wit. It is with our judgments as with our
watches: no two go just alike, yet each believes his own. On
life's vast ocean diversely we sail, For
fools rush in where Angels fear to tread. A
little learning is a dangerous thing; Hope
springs eternal in the human breast. Blessed
is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed. I was warmed by the sun, rocked by the winds
and sheltered by the trees as other Indian babes. I was living peaceably
when people began to speak bad of me. Now I can eat well, sleep well and
be glad. I can go everywhere with a good feeling. The soldiers never explained to the government
when an Indian was wronged, but reported the misdeeds of the Indians. We
took an oath not to do any wrong to each other or to scheme against each
other. |
Monterey pop festival poster (see This
day in history, 1967) |
I cannot think that we are useless or God
would not have created us. There is one God looking down on us all. We are
all the children of one God. The sun, the darkness, the winds are all
listening to what we have to say.
Geronimo
When a child, my mother taught me to kneel and
pray to Usen for strength, health, wisdom and protection. Sometimes we
prayed in silence, sometimes each one prayed aloud; sometimes an aged
person prayed for all of us ... and to Usen.
Geronimo
I was born on the prairies where the wind blew
free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where
there were no enclosures.
Geronimo
There is no climate or soil which, to my mind,
is equal to that of Arizona. We could have plenty of good cultivating
land, plenty of grass, plenty of timber and plenty of minerals in that
land which the Almighty created for the Apaches. It is my land, my home,
my fathers' land, to which I now ask to be allowed to return. I want to
spend my last days there, and be buried among those mountains. If this
could be I might die in peace, feeling that my people, placed in their
native homes, would increase in numbers, rather than diminish as at
present, and that our name would not become extinct.
Geronimo
If
anyone at my funeral has a long face, I'll never speak to him again.
Stan Laurel, English-born actor, born on June 16, 1890
The feudal barons of the Middle Ages, the economic
predecessors of the capitalists of our day, declared all wars. And their
miserable serfs fought all the battles. The poor, ignorant serfs had been
taught to revere their masters; to believe that when their masters
declared war upon one another, it was their patriotic duty to fall upon
one another and to cut one another's throats for the profit and glory of
the lords and barons who held them in contempt.
Eugene
V Debs (1855 - 1926),
American anti-war campaigner and presidential candidate, from the June 16,
1918 pro-peace speech
at a
Socialist Party convention in Canton, Ohio, USA, that resulted in his being sentenced to ten years in
prison on September 12 of that year
The people came and listened
Some of them came and played
Others gave flowers away
Yes they did
Down in Monterey
Down in Monterey
Young gods smiled upon the crowd
Their music being born of love
Children danced night and day
Religion was being born
Down in Monterey
The Animals; 'Monterey'. The The Monterey International Pop Festival began in
the Monterey County Fairgrounds in Monterey, California, USA, on June 16, 1967
Everybody's at war with different
things ... I'm at war with my own heart sometimes.
Tupac Shakur,
gangster rapper, born on June 16, 1971; in Vibe interview February
1996
All good niggas, all the niggas who
change the world, die in violence. They don't die in regular ways.
Tupac Shakur; in Details
magazine interview, Spring 1996
Reality is wrong. Dreams are for
real.
Tupac Shakur
The only thing that comes to a
sleeping man is dreams.
Tupac Shakur
June
16 is
the 167th
day of the year in the Gregorian
Calendar (168th
in leap years), with 198
days remaining.
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Robin
Goodfellow: A midsummer night's imp
Watch out, watch out, there are imps about!
Charles Kightly in his The
Perpetual Almanack of Folklore (Thames and Hudson, 1987) tells
us that the red-stalked Herb
Robert (Geranium
robertianum) blooms
around English houses in June,
associated with Summer Solstice (June 21) and
Midsummer (June 24).
(In North America, however, it is a noxious weed.)
Herb Robert is also known as Death-come-quickly, Robin's eye, Robin Hood, Robin-i'-th'-hedge, Stinking Bob, Stinker Bobs and Wren flower.
Weed or not,
beware how you treat it, for it is Robin Goodfellow's
flower and he might direct a snake to bite you, especially if you destroy
it.
Robin Goodfellow is an English imp, a trickster
from the woods. As a forest dweller, he symbolises the pagan
(wood-dwelling) pre-Christian peoples who the Church worked hard at
converting from their wicked ways. Robin is a cognate of the famous
European Green Man
(a name coined by Lady Raglan in
1939 for a medieval image usually found in churches), and of Robin Hood. The
English sometimes called him Puck, frequently representing him as a goat,
while the Irish knew similar fantastic beings as Pooka. In Killorglin, County Kerry, Ireland
annually on August
10 - 12, a goat is still the mascot of the ancient
Puck Fair. We will recall that the
forest-dwelling, horned
god Pan of classical times,
and satyrs
like him, are part goat.
Shakespeare portrays him in Midsummer
Night's Dream as Puck. An engraving
from Robin Goodfellow, His Mad
Pranckes and Merry Jests (1639) shows him with cloven hooves
and a prominent erection, surrounded by a coven of witches. Brewer's
Dictionary of Phrase and Fable describes Robin Goodfellow thus:
"A 'drudging fiend,' and merry domestic fairy, famous for mischievous pranks and practical jokes. At night-time he will sometimes do little services for the family over which he presides. The Scotch call this domestic spirit a brownie; the Germans, kobold or Knecht Ruprecht. The Scandinavians called it Nissë God-dreng. Puck, the jester of Fairy-court, is the same."
Puck is the British Isles version of the lusty
pagan Pan whose erotic appetites so disgusted the Christian authorities.
In the Inquisition's infamous Malleus Maleficarum
('Hammer of the Witches'), of 1486, by the monks Heinrich Kramer and
James Sprenger, Part
1, Question 3 deals with the origins of 'familiar spirits'. It
concludes ...
