Marxism For Dummies 13

Mosaic tablets are not monoliths.
It all depends (despair, or last best hope?)
whatever end of Tocqueville’s telescope
you happen to be viewing.  One man’s myths

are gospels to another.  Freedom fighters,
or filthy terrorists?  A vexing ton
of evidence encumbers Lexington.
Our certain self-assertion might indict us.

A foreign army’s trampling our soil,
despoiling farms and cottages at will?
We’re justified (according, then, to Hoyle)
in using violence?  It’s never quite as
simple as they say, those righteous writers.
Is Dien Bien Phu so far from Bunker Hill?
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March 19, 2017 at 5:23 AM
You can type them, at least for me it works using the international keyboard.
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March 19, 2017 at 12:06 AM
That telescope, exactly. This, exactly: "Is Dien Bien Phu so far from Bunker Hill?" We aren't the only ones thinking like this, so why oh why does it never end? l'histoire se répète.
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March 19, 2017 at 4:21 AM
Biensur. (How do you get PS to accept accents?)
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