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― Pleasant Plains /// (Pleasant Plains ///), Saturday, 8 October 2005 00:01 (twenty-one years ago)
OK
― Aimless (Aimless), Saturday, 8 October 2005 00:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― gear (gear), Saturday, 8 October 2005 00:04 (twenty-one years ago)
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― Super Cub (Debito), Saturday, 8 October 2005 13:58 (twenty-one years ago)
I am reading this book and it is incredible, so much in here I didn't know/had never thought of before (primarily about Civil War-era Missouri)
https://www.salon.com/2002/10/15/stiles/
for something I picked up at random off the library shelves, this has been a great read
― Οὖτις, Friday, 4 January 2019 16:56 (seven years ago)
this passage (written in 2002, about civil war era Missouri) stuck out at me, to say the least
Perhaps nothing destroys a political system more quickly and efficiently than paranoia. The situation can be grave enough when one party to a quarrel believes the worst of the other, when it pictures its opponents as conspirators. But when both sides see the other as ruthless, treacherous, and unwilling to abide by the rules, then room for compromise disappears.
― Οὖτις, Wednesday, 9 January 2019 16:09 (seven years ago)