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The Status Quo

It really is a sweet device, for we invoke it often as ally or enemy--grasping at straws to place it in its proper pigeon-hole and thus to clarify intent. And history is on its side! The noble statesman, saint and businessman have so exalted one epitome of truth as such to gently lay it down among their trophied words, though sometimes with regrets-- for it is not alone, though brightly does it shine upon the shelf. Tributes are brought; poetic morsels of another cast may gleam, but loyalty and all its oaths are fair advanced and time has canonized with vaunted due prestige, traditions of both faith and law. No. It doesn't work just how we thought it did. The status vacillates. There are too many any more, who do not think like us. We thought that they appeared with some surprise and brought with them a whirlwind. We tried to catch them for a time, but soon it was too much. The status quo was too complex, and slogans didn't cut it. Now that is something to thank God for-- although it's possible (can you conceive of it) that He doesn't live there anymore. ~

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