I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend. (J.R.R.Tolkien, The Two Towers)

When I carry a gun, I don't do so because I am looking for a fight, but because I'm looking to be left alone. The gun at my side means that I cannot be forced, only persuaded. I don't carry it because I'm afraid, but because it enables me to be unafraid. It doesn't limit the actions of those who would interact with me through reason, only the actions of those who would do so by force.

Marko Kloos "Why the Gun is Civilization"

Sunday, March 05, 2006

And when I grow up, I'm going to be this big!

Labels:

2 Comments:

At 11:06 AM, Blogger madcapmum said...

I like your new hobby, Harold!

 
At 5:42 PM, Blogger dragonfly183 said...

Oh my!!. hahaha. i needed a good laugh today. The kitten one was cute, but the polar bear looking into the ilgoo was hilarious.

 

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home

Subscribe in a reader <