How a nice Jewish Boy from Baltimore made it this far. The trials and tribulations, not to mention the fun and frolics of every day life.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Charge of the Light Brigade by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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The Charge Of The Light Brigade

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava, October 25, 1854
Written 1854

Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred:
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd & thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter'd & sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse & hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!

Note: This poem, including punctuation, is reproduced from a scan of the poem written out by Tennyson in his own hand in 1864. The scan was made available online by the University of Virginia.

Fuzzy Wuzzy by Rudyard Kipling

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(Soudan Expeditionary Force)

We've fought with many men acrost the seas,
An' some of 'em was brave an' some was not:
The Paythan an' the Zulu an' Burmese;
But the Fuzzy was the finest o' the lot.
We never got a ha'porth's change of 'im:
'E squatted in the scrub an' 'ocked our 'orses,
'E cut our sentries up at Suakim,
An' 'e played the cat an' banjo with our forces.
So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan;
You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin' man;
We gives you your certificate, an' if you want it signed
We'll come an' 'ave a romp with you whenever you're inclined.

We took our chanst among the Khyber 'ills,
The Boers knocked us silly at a mile,
The Burman give us Irriwaddy chills,
An' a Zulu impi dished us up in style:
But all we ever got from such as they
Was pop to what the Fuzzy made us swaller;
We 'eld our bloomin' own, the papers say,
But man for man the Fuzzy knocked us 'oller.
Then 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, an' the missis and the kid;
Our orders was to break you, an' of course we went an' did.
We sloshed you with Martinis, an' it wasn't 'ardly fair;
But for all the odds agin' you, Fuzzy-Wuz, you broke the square.

'E 'asn't got no papers of 'is own,
'E 'asn't got no medals nor rewards,
So we must certify the skill 'e's shown
In usin' of 'is long two-'anded swords:
When 'e's 'oppin' in an' out among the bush
With 'is coffin-'eaded shield an' shovel-spear,
An 'appy day with Fuzzy on the rush
Will last an 'ealthy Tommy for a year.
So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, an' your friends which are no more,
If we 'adn't lost some messmates we would 'elp you to deplore;
But give an' take's the gospel, an' we'll call the bargain fair,
For if you 'ave lost more than us, you crumpled up the square!

'E rushes at the smoke when we let drive,
An', before we know, 'e's 'ackin' at our 'ead;
'E's all 'ot sand an' ginger when alive,
An' 'e's generally shammin' when 'e's dead.
'E's a daisy, 'e's a ducky, 'e's a lamb!
'E's a injia-rubber idiot on the spree,
'E's the on'y thing that doesn't give a damn
For a Regiment o' British Infantree!
So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan;
You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin' man;
An' 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, with your 'ayrick 'ead of 'air --
You big black boundin' beggar -- for you broke a British square!

Rudyard Kipling's poem: Fuzzy-Wuzzy

Gunga Din By Rudyard Kipling

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Gunga Din

You may talk o' gin and beer
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
But when it comes to slaughter
You will do your work on water,
An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it.
Now in Injia's sunny clime,
Where I used to spend my time
A-servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen,
Of all them blackfaced crew
The finest man I knew
Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din.
He was "Din! Din! Din!
You limpin' lump o' brick-dust, Gunga Din!
Hi! slippery hitherao!
Water, get it! Panee lao!
You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din."

The uniform 'e wore
Was nothin' much before,
An' rather less than 'arf o' that be'ind,
For a piece o' twisty rag
An' a goatskin water-bag
Was all the field-equipment 'e could find.
When the sweatin' troop-train lay
In a sidin' through the day,
Where the 'eat would make your bloomin' eyebrows crawl,
We shouted "Harry By!"
Till our throats were bricky-dry,
Then we wopped 'im 'cause 'e couldn't serve us all.
It was "Din! Din! Din!
You 'eathen, where the mischief 'ave you been?
You put some juldee in it
Or I'll marrow you this minute
If you don't fill up my helmet, Gunga Din!"

'E would dot an' carry one
Till the longest day was done;
An' 'e didn't seem to know the use o' fear.
If we charged or broke or cut,
You could bet your bloomin' nut,
'E'd be waitin' fifty paces right flank rear.
With 'is mussick on 'is back,
'E would skip with our attack,
An' watch us till the bugles made "Retire",
An' for all 'is dirty 'ide
'E was white, clear white, inside
When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire!
It was "Din! Din! Din!"
With the bullets kickin' dust-spots on the green.
When the cartridges ran out,
You could hear the front-files shout,
"Hi! ammunition-mules an' Gunga Din!"

I shan't forgit the night
When I dropped be'ind the fight
With a bullet where my belt-plate should 'a' been.
I was chokin' mad with thirst,
An' the man that spied me first
Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din.
'E lifted up my 'ead,
An' he plugged me where I bled,
An' 'e guv me 'arf-a-pint o' water-green:
It was crawlin' and it stunk,
But of all the drinks I've drunk,
I'm gratefullest to one from Gunga Din.
It was "Din! Din! Din!
'Ere's a beggar with a bullet through 'is spleen;
'E's chawin' up the ground,
An' 'e's kickin' all around:
For Gawd's sake git the water, Gunga Din!"

'E carried me away
To where a dooli lay,
An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean.
'E put me safe inside,
An' just before 'e died,
"I 'ope you liked your drink", sez Gunga Din.
So I'll meet 'im later on
At the place where 'e is gone --
Where it's always double drill and no canteen;
'E'll be squattin' on the coals
Givin' drink to poor damned souls,
An' I'll get a swig in hell from Gunga Din!
Yes, Din! Din! Din!
You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din!
Though I've belted you and flayed you,
By the livin' Gawd that made you,
You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

Rudyard Kipling's poem: Gunga Din

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Allen Dershowitz on Jimmy Carter

I agree so strongly with this article that I had to add it to my Blog:

Ex-President For Sale , by Alan M. Dershowitz
> Jimmy Carter is making more money selling integrity than peanuts. I have known Jimmy Carter for more
> than 30 years. I first met him in the spring of 1976 when, as a relatively unknown candidate for
> president, he sent me a handwritten letter asking for my help in his campaign on issues of crime and
> justice.
> I had just published an article in The New York Times Magazine on sentencing reform, and he
> expressed interest in my ideas and asked me to come up with additional ones for his campaign.
> Shortly thereafter, my former student Stuart Eisenstadt, brought Carter to Harvard to meet with
> some faculty members, me among them. I immediately liked Jimmy Carter and saw him as a man of
> integrity and principle. I signed on to his campaign and worked very hard for his election.
> When Newsweek magazine asked his campaign for the names of people on whom Carter relied for advice,
> my name was among those given out. I continued to work for Carter over the years, most recently I met
> him in Jerusalem a year ago, and we briefly discussed the Middle East.
> Though I disagreed with some of his points, I continued to believe that he was making them out of
> a deep commitment to principle and to human rights.
> Recent disclosures of Carter's extensive financial connections to Arab oil money, particularly from Saudi Arabia , had deeply shaken my belief in his integrity. When I was first told that he received a monetary reward in the name of Sheik Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahayan, and kept the money, even after Harvard returned money from the same source because of its anti-Semitic history, I simply did not believe it. How could a man of such apparent integrity enrich himself with dirty money from so dirty a source?
> And let there be no mistake about how dirty the Zayed Foundation is. I know because I was involved,
> in a small way, in helping to persuade Harvard University to return more than $2 million that the financially strapped Divinity School received from this source.
> Initially I was reluctant to put pressure on Harvard to turn back money for the Divinity School , but
> then a student at the Divinity School --Rachael Lea Fish -- showed me the facts.
> They were staggering. I was amazed that in the 21st century there were still foundations that espoused
> these views. The Zayed Centre for Coordination and Follow-up - a think-tank funded by the Sheik and
> run by his son - hosted speakers who called Jews "the enemies of all nations," attributed the
> assassination of John Kennedy to Israel and the Mossad and the 9/11 attacks to the United States'
> own military, and stated that the Holocaust was a "fable." (They also hosted a speech by Jimmy
> Carter.) To its credit, Harvard turned the money back. To his discredit, Carter did not.
> Jimmy Carter was, of course, aware of Harvard's decision, since it was highly publicized. Yet he
> kept the money. Indeed, this is what he said in accepting the funds: "This award has special significance for me because it is namedfor my personal friend, Sheik Zayed bin Sultan al-Nahyan."
> Carter's personal friend, it turns out, was an unredeemable anti- Semite and all-around bigot.
> In reading Carter's statements, I was reminded of the bad old Harvard of the1930s, which continued to
> honor Nazi academics after the anti-Semitic policies of Hitler's government became clear. Harvard of the 1930s was complicit in evil. I sadly concluded that Jimmy Carter of the 21st century has become complicit in evil. The extent of Carter'sfinancial support from, and even dependence on, dirty money is still not fully known.
> What we do know is deeply troubling. Carter and his Center have accepted millions of dollars from
> suspect sources, beginning with the bail-out of the Carter family peanut business in the late 1970s by
> BCCI, a now-defunct and virulently anti-Israeli bank indirectly controlled by the Saudi Royal
> family, and among whose principal investors is Carter's friend, Sheik Zayed. Agha Hasan Abedi, the
> founder of the bank, gave Carter "$500,000 to help the former president establish his center...[and] more than $10 million to Mr. Carter's different projects."
> Carter gladly accepted the money, though Abedi had called his bank-ostensibly the source of his
> funding-"the best way to fight the evil influence of the Zionists."
> BCC isn't the only source: Saudi King Fahd contributed millions to the Carter Center- "in 1993
> alone...$7.6 million" as have other members of the Saudi Royal Family. Carter also received a million
> dollar pledge from the Saudi-based bin Laden family, as well as a personal $500,000 environmental award
> named for Sheik Zayed, and paid for by the Prime Minister of the United Arab Emirates.
It's worth noting that, despite the influx of Saudi money funding the Carter Center , and despite the
> Saudi Arabian government's myriad human rights abuses, the Carter Center 's Human Rights program
> has no activity whatever in Saudi Arabia .
> The Saudis have apparently bought his silence for a steep price.
> The bought quality of the Center's activities becomes even more clear, however, when reviewing
> the Center's human rights activities in other countries: essentially no human rights activities
> in China or in North Korea , or in Iran , Iraq , the Sudan , or Syria , but activity regarding Israel
> and its alleged abuses, according to the Center's website.
> The Carter Center 's mission statement claims that "The Center is nonpartisan and acts as a neutral
> party in dispute resolution activities." How can that be, given that its coffers are full of Arab money, and that its focus is away from significant Arab abuses and on Israel's far less serious ones?
> No reasonable person can dispute therefore that Jimmy Carter has been and remains dependent on Arab oil money, particularly from Saudi Arabia .
> Does this mean that Carter has necessarily been influenced in his thinking about the Middle East by
> receipt of such enormous amounts of money? Ask Carter. The entire premise of his criticism of
> Jewish influence on American foreign policy is that money talks.
> It is Carter-not me-who has made the point that if politicians receive money from Jewish sources, then
> they are not free to decide issues regarding the Middle East for themselves.
> It is Carter, not me, who has argued that distinguished reporters cannot honestly report on
> the Middle East because they are being paid by Jewish money. So, by Carter's own standards, it
> would be almost economically "suicidal" for Carter "to espouse a balanced position between Israel and
> Palestine .
> By Carter's own standards, therefore, his views on the Middle East must be discounted. It is certainly
> possible that he now believes them. Money, particularly large amounts of money, has a way of
> persuading people to a particular position.
> It would not surprise me if Carter, having received so much Arab money, is now honestly committed to
> their cause. But his failure to disclose the extent of his financial dependence on Arab money, and the
> absence of any self reflection on whether the receipt of this money has unduly influenced his
> views, is a form of deception bordering on corruption.
> I have met cigarette lobbyists, who are supported by the cigarette industry, and who have come to
> believe honestly that cigarettes are merely a safe form of adult recreation, that cigarettes are not addicting and that the cigarette industry is really trying to persuade children not to smoke.
> These people are fooling themselves (or fooling us into believing that they are fooling themselves)
> just as Jimmy Carter is fooling himself (or persuading us to believe that he is fooling himself).
> If money determines political and public views-as Carter insists "Jewish money" does-then Carter's
> views on the Middle East must be deemed to have been influenced by the vast sums of Arab money he
> has received. If he who pays the piper calls the tune, then Carter's off-key tunes have been called by his Saudi Arabian paymasters. It pains me to say this, but I now believe that there is no person in American public life today who has a lower ratio of real [integrity] to apparent integrity than Jimmy Carter.
> The public perception of his integrity is extraordinarily high. His real integrity, it now turns out, is extraordinarily low. He is no better than so many former American politicians who, after leaving public life, sell themselves to the highest bidder and become lobbyists for despicable causes.
by Alan M. Dershowitz

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

L'Shana Tova

Subject: Happy New Year!

As 5767 Approaches....

Next week we Jews will begin our 5767th year on this earth! Who would have believed this possible? If anyone had told Abraham that his people would be around this long he probably would have been astounded. Imagine, we did this without beheading anyone on TV, without a single suicide bomber , without kidnapping and murdering school children, without slaughtering Olympic athletes, and without flying airplanes into skyscrapers.

We lasted this long despite 400 years as slaves in Egypt, 40 years of wandering in the desert, the mighty Roman army who nailed us to ten thousand crosses; despite the best efforts of fervent Crusaders, the Spanish Inquisition, Hitler's third Reich, Stalin's gulags, Arab wars of annihilation and 100 years of hateful terrorism, hundreds of hate-filled UN resolutions.

How did we Jews do it? We survived by concentrating our efforts on
education, love of family, faith, hard work, helping one another and a passionate dedication to life no matter what evil befell us.

We hung in there in hope the rest of the world would one day overcome it's hatreds, jealousies, violence and join us in a life of cooperation and mutual respect.

We're not there yet, but we're still hopeful. And when so many of us enter our places of worship next weekend, this is what we'll pray for with all the strength in our hearts. Best wishes for a New Year filled with health, happiness, laughter, success, joy, and kindness and may this coming year bring peace and
security to Israel, to the Jewish communities in the Diaspora and to
our planet.

5767 and counting.

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