tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post6689665715850569877..comments2023-04-15T08:14:53.058-07:00Comments on Joey Conservative's Corner: In Medias Res - The Synchronized Phalanx aka Row, Row, Row your BoatJoey Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02521728886621816690noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-60757678778322534762010-12-28T06:49:39.387-08:002010-12-28T06:49:39.387-08:00I'd say that the "moral" of this pos...I'd say that the "moral" of this post might be <i>Acta non Verba</i>.Joe Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02696367580635901992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-74735604517840245582010-12-28T07:00:59.837-08:002010-12-28T07:00:59.837-08:00:-)Very good advice!:-)<br>Very good advice!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09524607431704119975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-66311664593208804652010-12-28T07:04:49.482-08:002010-12-28T07:04:49.482-08:00My college motto. ;)My college motto. ;)Joe Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02696367580635901992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-68709346970730180492010-12-28T07:20:24.645-08:002010-12-28T07:20:24.645-08:00With regards to studying, I'm sure. ;-)With regards to studying, I'm sure. <br>;-)Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09524607431704119975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-28989243119138341262010-12-28T11:24:03.933-08:002010-12-28T11:24:03.933-08:00...the night before, anyways. ;)...the night before, anyways. ;)Speedy Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01640242783952822072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-44210883998207699892010-12-29T12:03:15.694-08:002010-12-29T12:03:15.694-08:00I'd say that the "moral" of this pos...<i>I'd say that the "moral" of this post might be Acta non Verba.</i><br><br>May I ask why? Am I missing something here?nicrapnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-86921133001820140892011-01-02T05:42:44.940-08:002011-01-02T05:42:44.940-08:00"Only the dancing stopped the pain."Shak..."Only the dancing stopped the pain."<br><br>Shakespeare, "Hamlet"<br><br>"Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer<br>The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,<br>Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,<br>And by opposing end them?"<br><br>...or from the "bolded" type in the post:<br><br>"the remedy of motion"<br><br>You can alleviate your pains and fears only by taking "action" against them. This must be your "habit" from early childhood, on. :)Joe Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02696367580635901992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-34766297125209489492011-01-02T05:43:55.594-08:002011-01-02T05:43:55.594-08:00It's an "immoral" moral (perhaps).It's an "immoral" moral (perhaps).Joe Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02696367580635901992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-53684007250363398682011-01-02T07:32:15.318-08:002011-01-02T07:32:15.318-08:00...To "surrender" oneself to a frenzy gr......To "surrender" oneself to a frenzy greater than one's own, like madmen in the Fifteenth century were "given up" to the sea ... to its frenzy. There may be a therapeutic reason to it, of course ... not so much inherent in the rocking motion but in the surrender ... however, the main reason may be to learn to act <i>in spite of</i> the madness, <i>in spite of</i> the rocking motion of the sea, of the ship ... and not "without" it.<br><br>I wish I could put it better. But I am having a severe headache.nicrapnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-31280782931981006742011-01-02T08:52:40.044-08:002011-01-02T08:52:40.044-08:00Yes, that is the nature of the dance (but not nece...Yes, that is the nature of the dance (but not necessarily of motion). And that was very well put.<br><br>But only half of your mind identifies WITH the herd. To go against the herd is to deny and repress a part (1/2) of your nature. Nothing is more "liberating" then to raise the thyrsus and join the revel rout (dance), acting in concert with the rest of the herd and not "immorally" placing your individual needs above the group/ species. In this case, the "selfish" Ego is self-repressed and (Ego Ideal) SuperEgo assumes control (hypnosis) and eliminates the "discontent" in "thought difference".<br><br>And yes, acting "in spite" the madness can also be a virtue. For environments change, and so must the habits/morals of species.Joe Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02696367580635901992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164672274814613038.post-20825328424225967162011-01-03T06:24:05.052-08:002011-01-03T06:24:05.052-08:00Emerson, "Illusions" (Conduct of Life)Th...Emerson, "Illusions" (Conduct of Life)<br><br><i>The intellect is stimulated by the statement of truth in a trope, and the will by clothing the laws of life in illusions. But the unities of Truth and of Right are not broken by the disguise. There need never be any confusion in these. In a crowded life of many parts and performers, on a stage of nations, or in the obscurest hamlet in Maine or California, the same elements offer the same choices to each new comer, and, according to his election, he fixes his fortune in absolute Nature. It would be hard to put more mental and moral philosophy than the Persians have thrown into a sentence: -- <br><br>"Fooled thou must be, though wisest of the wise:<br>Then be the fool of virtue, not of vice." <br><br>There is no chance, and no anarchy, in the universe. All is system and gradation. Every god is there sitting in his sphere. The young mortal enters the hall of the firmament: there is he alone with them alone, they pouring on him benedictions and gifts, and beckoning him up to their thrones. On the instant, and incessantly, fall snow-storms of illusions. He fancies himself in a vast crowd which sways this way and that, and whose movement and doings he must obey: he fancies himself poor, orphaned, insignificant. The mad crowd drives hither and thither, now furiously commanding this thing to be done, now that. What is he that he should resist their will, and think or act for himself? Every moment, new changes, and new showers of deceptions, to baffle and distract him. And when, by and by, for an instant, the air clears, and the cloud lifts a little, there are the gods still sitting around him on their thrones, -- they alone with him alone. </i>Joe Conservativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02696367580635901992noreply@blogger.com