To clarify, if only slightly, I didn’t mean this well-intended but flagrantly flip entry as a

thread hijack; …to my mind’s eye in the wee hours of last night, it just felt like somebody

might enjoy a bit of a breather, just a detour or fabled segue, if you will, & here/there are

parallels in so much of everything, somehow.  One cool thing, in my fool opinion, is how

drastically different the word ‘plastic’ was intended in 1841, so, …oh, severely dissimilar

meanings & yet by some means the same, …sorta.   When I read Emerson (& you & you

& you read your favorites from great ages past & present), what always strikes me, like a

Zildjian rock ride against a soon to be slightly more lucid temblor lobe, is this:   What the

heck do we know now about us that they hadn’t already figured out all that [seemingly

forever] time ago? 

peaceQuake