Sonnet 014 - XIV
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck;
And yet methinks I have Astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art <…
Entirely true.
However, it is important from a strategic standpoint to maintain the argument that today's GOP is an aberrant degenerate personality cult rather than a real political organization with a rational view of the world.
The GOP is a zombie political party disconnected from its past and reduced to a mechanism for blocking sound government which might impede one man's lust for power.
legacy code, OH:
junior engineer, bright-eyed: "once your fixes land, my broken job should be fine, right?"
staff engineer, staring into middle distance: "the [redacted] pipeline contains many ancient evils that are best left undisturbed. And yet... here we are."
staff, a few minutes later: "Our team now owns this pipeline; my fingerprints are on the doorframe."
junior: "it looks like your changes just landed! shall I try again? cros…
Sonnet 014 - XIV
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck;
And yet methinks I have Astronomy,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well
By oft predict that I in heaven find:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art <…