My Aisling: Oh well ...

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Oh well ...

We vote, we move on.

I'm not pleased with the result. I feel deeply that Obama has hurt this country, and will even more. But I'm also not one to dwell on things I cannot control. I voted, did my part, and am returning to my private life.

I knew I left politics for a reason.

So, about that mule - how much you asking for it?

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Wise words: Abraham Lincoln once asked an audience how many legs a dog has if you count the tail as a leg. When they answered "five," Lincoln told them that the answer was four. The fact that you called the tail a leg did not make it a leg.

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Aisling: (Irish: aislinn; pronounced ASH-ling): A vision poem.

In an aisling, the island of Ireland appears to the poet in a vision in the form of a woman, sometimes young and beautiful, sometimes old and haggard. This female figure is generally referred to in the poems as An Spéirbhean (the sky-woman).
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