Just a quick one, as I am busy at the the moment. I never really understood the sentiment behind “Tramp the Dirt Down” when I was a kid. It seemed pointless, as what really matters is preveting or undoing the harm. Now, I think I understand.
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Royalty was like dandelions. No matter how many heads you chopped off, the roots were still there underground, waiting to spring up again.
It seemed to be a chronic disease. It was as if even the most intelligent person had this little blank spot in their heads where someone had written: "Kings. What a good idea." Whoever had created humanity had left in a major design flaw. It was its tendency to bend at the knees.
-- Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay
