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Not much longer now before we and Keats Must pack up all our impedimenta Into a photocopier paper box And after a Wal-Mart-cake reception – leave No one will notice us, and that’s okay Thomas and Frost will meet us with the car Greene will suggest that we go for a drink The designated driver might be Shakespeare With Fermor beside him reading the map Guareschi and Wodehouse laughing in the back Lewis and Chesterton will bring the beer And Leonard Cohen will adjust his hat In God’s name we will sit under the apple trees And tell merry tales of the lives of kings           And whether we shall meet again I know not.           Therefore our everlasting farewell take:           For ever, and for ever, farewell…           If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;           If not, why, then, this parting was well made.                              -Julius Caesar V.1.115-119
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Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
The Last Day - And Now, Unemployment
Not much longer now before we and Keats Must pack up all our impedimenta Into a photocopier paper box And after a Wal-Mart-cake reception – leave No one will notice us, and that’s okay Thomas and Frost will meet us with the car Greene will suggest that we go for a drink The designated driver might be Shakespeare With Fermor beside him reading the map Guareschi and Wodehouse laughing in the back Lewis and Chesterton will bring the beer And Leonard Cohen will adjust his hat In God’s name we will sit under the apple trees And tell merry tales of the lives of kings           And whether we shall meet again I know not.           Therefore our everlasting farewell take:           For ever, and for ever, farewell…           If we do meet again, why, we shall smile;           If not, why, then, this parting was well made.                              -Julius Caesar V.1.115-119
After a year of rumors and contradictory communications, the once-busy satellite campus of my little community college surrendered the buildings today. In the event I was granted a stay because of certain commitments among the several controlling institutions and agencies and, like the Ghost of Marley, will rattle around a mostly empty building for a few more months. As for the staff, good and loyal employees, one of them for the past eighteen years - unemployment. The Psalmist advises us not to put our trust in princes. I would add "...or elected bodies."
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lawrence-hall
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 3:40 PM UTC
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