Next Shot – Game Over

By Casa Zaza

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On cue, our elite opponents have completed several deadly bank shots while setting up for a finishing stroke to end the game.  These sharks are fond of using a lot of spin on the lowly among us who resemble a cue ball – the harder we get hit, the more English they put on us.   Ultimately we must clear the table of all these crooks lest we get snookered for the last time.

3 responses to “Next Shot – Game Over

  1. Love it. A plain explanation of a very complex problem. Sometimes good ideas are simple ones just as in a good game of snooker, putting them away is the best solution.

  2. Indeed. But what about the game itself?

    Men make their own history, but they do not make it as they please; they do not make it under self-selected circumstances, but under circumstances existing already, given and transmitted from the past. The tradition of all dead generations weighs like a nightmare on the brains of the living. And just as they seem to be occupied with revolutionizing themselves and things, creating something that did not exist before, precisely in such epochs of revolutionary crisis they anxiously conjure up the spirits of the past to their service, borrowing from them names, battle slogans, and costumes in order to present this new scene in world history in time-honored disguise and borrowed language. Thus Luther put on the mask of the Apostle Paul, the Revolution of 1789-1814 draped itself alternately in the guise of the Roman Republic and the Roman Empire, and the Revolution of 1848 knew nothing better to do than to parody, now 1789, now the revolutionary tradition of 1793-95. In like manner, the beginner who has learned a new language always translates it back into his mother tongue, but he assimilates the spirit of the new language and expresses himself freely in it only when he moves in it without recalling the old and when he forgets his native tongue.

  3. Yeah, last three weeks I’ve been in a Marxian mood. And the reason?
    “A man willing to work, and unable to find work, is perhaps the saddest sight that fortune’s inequality exhibits under this sun.”

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