Institutes of the *United States Government*: "A Pitch of Perfection" [The two men I admire most, *father, son, and holy ghost*]

[Jeff Rubard]

From an extant "public record":
http://jeffrubard.wordpress.com/2003/11/22/pseudo-problems-in-politics-the-ashes-of-american-flags/

But if the American political spectrum today does not reject this
premise of De Leon’s, do we not have to realize that terroristic
behavior is “unpolitical” in a sense the most extreme left-winger can
grasp — and based instead in a witches’ brew of vice, violence and
economics?

And for a slightly more satirical perspective out of the past,
consider this 1917 verse from the IWW’s Industrial Worker:

I love my flag, I do, I do, Which floats upon the breeze, I also love
my arms and legs, And neck, and nose, and knees One little shell might
spoil them all Or give them such a twist, They would be of no use to
me, I guess I won’t enlist.

I love my country, yes, I do, I hope her folks do well. Without our
arms and legs and things, I’d think we’d look like hell. Young men
with faces half shot off Are unfit to be kissed. I’ve read in books it
spoils their looks, I guess I won’t enlist.

Likewise:

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Additional "items":
Postage stamps!
*O tempora, o mores* -- Cicero [/sis'e'ro/, as in --, Ill.], *vocative*

[Jeff Rubard]

From an extant "public record":http://jeffrubard.wordpress.com/2003/11/22/pseudo-problems-in-politic...
 But if the American political spectrum today does not reject this
premise of De Leon’s, do we not have to realize that terroristic
behavior is “unpolitical” in a sense the most extreme left-winger can
grasp — and based instead in a witches’ brew of vice, violence and
economics?
And for a slightly more satirical perspective out of the past,
I love my flag, I do, I do, Which floats upon the breeze, I also love
my arms and legs, And neck, and nose, and knees One little shell might
spoil them all Or give them such a twist, They would be of no use to
me, I guess I won’t enlist.
I love my country, yes, I do, I hope her folks do well. Without our
arms and legs and things, I’d think we’d look like hell. Young men
with faces half shot off Are unfit to be kissed. I’ve read in books it
spoils their looks, I guess I won’t enlist.
http://youtu.be/n8Kxq9uFDes
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Postage stamps!
*O tempora, o mores* -- Cicero [/sis'e'ro/, as in --, Ill.], *vocative*

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Further more [an "archaism" this]:
Jeffrey Rubard, U.S. Army [Ret.]
Lucretius, *De rerum natura*