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| Ramses II at Luxor |
When I was a kid, I was fascinated by giant statues of kings. I mean, really. Who would want a statue of himself that big? It was crazy! What was he trying to prove? My dad explained he wanted people to remember him as a great king and a larger than life warrior. Egyptians, we went on, were really preoccupied with what came after death and accordingly, they built pyramids and temples to show off their wealth and power. When I insisted people didn't do that sorta thing any more, he scoffed, "au contraire, ma fille sceptique!" Since the internet hadn't been invented yet, we looked in the Encyclopedia Americana and looked a pictures of all sorts of really big statues. Mao, Stalin, Queen Victoria, Robert E Lee, Mount Rushmore, Lincoln...you get the drift.
And that's all yer gonna get tonight.
I am on the tail end of a head cold and sleep is not my friend. When I had the flu, at least I wasn't hacking up a lung.
I really do want to write about monuments...especially the giant golden president, arch d'trump, Penn Station, and Dulles airport after himself. At least the colossus sculptor said it wasn't going anywhere until he was paid in full. Probably a good move.
No, I'm not shitting you on this.
I promise I will write the rest of this for next week.
BOGCAATJ. Be of good cheer and all that.....<cough, cough, cough> ...jazz
sj
The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week
Yes, I am hydrated.
Yes, I actually made a pot of chicken soup.
Being sick sucks.
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