lœðar jastar; — ‘of the yeast’s flood; may ’ - BEER
brim horna – — ‘the surf of horns ’ - BEER
vindlauss vágr geira svigðis — ‘windless wave of the spears of the bull ’ - BEER
I take it these make sense because they drank beer from a horn?
The uninspired correspondent scratches his scalp, but dandruff and lice, not words, fall onto the blotter.
lœðar jastar; — ‘of the yeast’s flood; may ’ - BEER
brim horna – — ‘the surf of horns ’ - BEER
vindlauss vágr geira svigðis — ‘windless wave of the spears of the bull ’ - BEER
My hastily sketched out platform:
- Limited government, but not anti-government. Trust in good governance and transparency rather than demonizing all things ‘statist’.
- Support for a simplified, but still progressive tax code.
- Non-interventionist militarily; globalist economically.
- Free trade with strong safety nets (like health care and unemployment assistance) to help people aversely effected by inherently chaotic (and thus functioning) markets.
- Support for more legal immigration of both low-skilled and high-skilled workers.
- A strong focus on civil liberties and social equality: end DADT, support for gay marriage, no more government authorized torture or assassination.
- A push toward more competitive federalism where possible to make government more responsive to people and less bureaucratic.
- A focus on ending subsidies in agriculture, fossil fuels, and other industries which distort trade, hurt the environment, and benefit big business.
- Strong, but fair, environmental protections.
- Support for workers rights, but not for too-big-to-fail government unions.
"On this wonderful day when we are gathered together to celebrate your academic success, I have decided to talk to you about the benefits of failure. And as you stand on the threshold of what is sometimes called ‘real life’, I want to extol the crucial importance of imagination."
"So why do I talk about the benefits of failure? Simply because failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me. Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena I believed I truly belonged. I was set free, because my greatest fear had been realised, and I was still alive... And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life."
The generous attitude towards failure that big cities afford is invaluable—it's how things get created. In a small town everyone knows about your failures, so you are more careful about what you might attempt. Every time I visit San Francisco I ask out loud "Why don't I live here? Why do I choose to live in a place that is harder, tougher and, well, not as beautiful?" The locals often reply, "You don't want to live here. It looks like a city, but it's really a small village. Everyone knows what you're doing"
