Friday, June 8, 2012

Words, Words, Words ~ HAMLET [a variation]

But words are things, and a small drop of ink,



Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces


That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think;


'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses


Instead of speech, may form a lasting link


Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces


Frail man, when paper - even a rag like this -
Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his.


from Don Juan by Lord Byron


Words do live on eternally, don't they.    Especially now in this age of the internet.    We all need to be very cognizant of what we put out there.   You never know who's got a cell phone that can video tape you.  Just ask Michael Richards or Mel Gibson...

In some ways, it's a good thing.    Hatefulness is exposed more quickly--and people pay the consequences.
 

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