Saturday, November 07, 2009

The Harpies of the shore

Want to silence the Eagle of the Sea to paraphrase Oliver Wendell Holmes.

These Baahstuhhnn Yankee Yuppies want the cannon salutes to the morning and evening colors stopped because it 'bothers' them.
That is a Naval tradition that goes back to before America was even a colony under Britain.

Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky;
Beneath it rung the battle shout,
And burst the cannon’s roar; —
The meteor of the ocean air
Shall sweep the clouds no more.

Her deck, once red with heroes’ blood,
Where knelt the vanquished foe,
When winds were hurrying o’er the flood,
And waves were white below,
No more shall feel the victor’s tread,
Or know the conquered knee; —
The harpies of the shore shall pluck
The eagle of the sea!

Oh, better that her shattered hulk
Should sink beneath the wave;
Her thunders shook the mighty deep,
And there should be her grave;
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the god of storms,
The lightning and the gale!

Oh, and they're complaining that it's also bothersome to hear the Star Spangled Banner daily....because it's 'too loud'.

I wonder how they feel about all that ghetto crap that drowns out all the noise that ship could possibly make on a continuing basis?
You know, that gawdawful thumping you can hear a mile away.

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