<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:49:36.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lowest Animal</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/17384841598340872970"&gt;Part of the Regress Less Network&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-6086892126928125573</id><published>2007-09-18T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:56:57.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Women</title><content type='html'>There is nothing comparable to the endurance of a woman. In military life          she would tire out an army of men, either in camp or on the march.&lt;br /&gt;   - &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Autobiography&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-6086892126928125573?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/6086892126928125573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=6086892126928125573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6086892126928125573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6086892126928125573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-women.html' title='On Women'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-6806539441547419990</id><published>2007-09-18T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:56:08.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Values</title><content type='html'>Moralizing, I observed, then, that "all that glitters is not gold."          Mr. Ballou said I could go further than that, and lay it up among my treasures          of knowledge, that nothing that glitters is gold. So I learned then, once          for all, that gold in its native state is but dull, unornamental stuff,          and that only lowborn metals excite the admiration of the ignorant with          an ostentatious glitter. However, like the rest of the world, I still          go on underrating men of gold and glorifying men of mica. Commonplace          human nature cannot rise above that.&lt;br /&gt;   - &lt;i&gt;Roughing It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-6806539441547419990?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/6806539441547419990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=6806539441547419990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6806539441547419990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6806539441547419990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-values.html' title='On Values'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-8997540989711398840</id><published>2007-09-18T21:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:55:38.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Truth</title><content type='html'>No real gentleman will tell the naked truth in the presence of ladies.&lt;br /&gt;   - "A Double-Barreled Detective Story"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Familiarity breeds contempt. How accurate that is. The reason we hold          truth in such respect is because we have so little opportunity to get          familiar with it.&lt;br /&gt;   - Notebook, 1898       &lt;p&gt;If you tell the truth you don't have to remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;   - Notebook, 1894&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-8997540989711398840?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/8997540989711398840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=8997540989711398840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8997540989711398840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8997540989711398840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-truth.html' title='On Truth'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5875971883190076336</id><published>2007-09-18T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:54:49.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Prejudice</title><content type='html'>I have no race prejudices, and I think I have no color prejudices or caste prejudices nor creed prejudices. Indeed I know it. I can stand any society. All that I care to know is that a man is a human being--that is enough for me; he can't be any worse.&lt;br /&gt;- "Concerning the Jews"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5875971883190076336?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5875971883190076336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5875971883190076336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5875971883190076336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5875971883190076336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-prejudice.html' title='On Prejudice'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-8666907541215300804</id><published>2007-09-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:54:18.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Preaching</title><content type='html'>The art of preaching is to influence you. From the pulpit and from the mouths of all of you the preaching goes on all the time. Our words and acts are not for ourselves but for others. They are like the tidal waves of the seas that encircle the earth. They are heard about us when they are uttered. We are preaching all the time, even if we do not know it. We forget that we carry influence. We ought to remember it, however, and make it a constant reminder. We had better see that our conduct is of a favorable nature. &lt;p align="left"&gt;See that your preaching, when alive, be of the character that, when you are dead, others may reap the secondary effort of what you did. Let it be good, not bad. Preaching, when dead, is not lost. Washington died over 100 years ago, but he still preaches. His character, service, and words still live. Every day nations striving for liberty fully appreciate what he did. Words sometimes perish, but conduct is lasting.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark Twain's First Sermon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-8666907541215300804?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/8666907541215300804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=8666907541215300804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8666907541215300804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8666907541215300804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-preaching.html' title='On Preaching'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-1130480520165381478</id><published>2007-09-18T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:52:04.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Politics</title><content type='html'>The political and commercial morals of the United States are not merely food    for laughter, they are an entire banquet.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain in Eruption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;An honest man in politics shines more there than he would elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;A Tramp Abroad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Yes, you are right--I am a moralist in disguise; it gets me into heaps of trouble when I go thrashing around in political questions.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Letter to Helene Picard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       Feb. 22, 1902&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwainMask.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;History has tried hard to teach us that we can't have good government under politicians. Now, to go and stick one at the very head of the government couldn't be wise.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;New York Herald&lt;/i&gt;, 8/26/1876&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-1130480520165381478?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/1130480520165381478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=1130480520165381478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/1130480520165381478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/1130480520165381478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-politics.html' title='On Politics'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3817627311466249970</id><published>2007-09-18T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:51:05.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Piracy</title><content type='html'>It was a respectable trade, then, and monarchs were partners in it. In my time I have had desires to be a pirate myself.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Autobiography,&lt;/i&gt; chapter published in the &lt;i&gt;North          American Review,&lt;/i&gt; Sept. 1907&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/TomSawyerPirates.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3817627311466249970?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3817627311466249970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3817627311466249970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3817627311466249970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3817627311466249970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-piracy.html' title='On Piracy'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3283677233183365314</id><published>2007-09-18T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:50:28.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Philosophy</title><content type='html'>Every man is in his own person the whole human race without a detail lacking....I knew I should not find in any philosophy a single thought which had not passed through my own head, nor a single thought which had not passed through the heads of millions and millions of men before I was born.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain in Eruption&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3283677233183365314?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3283677233183365314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3283677233183365314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3283677233183365314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3283677233183365314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-philosophy.html' title='On Philosophy'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3899977161553106304</id><published>2007-09-18T21:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:49:47.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Progress</title><content type='html'>The so-called Christian nations are the most enlightened and progressive...but in spite of their religion, not because of it. The Church has opposed every innovation and discovery from the day of Galileo down to our own time, when the use of anesthetic in childbirth was regarded as a sin because it avoided the biblical curse pronounced against Eve. And every step in astronomy and geology ever taken has been opposed by bigotry and superstition. The Greeks surpassed us in artistic culture and in architecture five hundred years before Christian religion was born.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain, a Biography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Every little bit counts. We are very glad to have it, thin as the slice may    be.&lt;br /&gt;- letter to Charles Dillingham, 8/22/1902 (Karanovich collection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/Mark_Twain_DLitt.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it odd that we should take a spasm, every now and then, and go spinning back into the dark ages once more, after having put in a world of time and money and work toiling up into the high lights of modern progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;    - Letter to &lt;i&gt;Hartford Courant&lt;/i&gt;, 11/22/1879&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3899977161553106304?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3899977161553106304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3899977161553106304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3899977161553106304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3899977161553106304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-progress.html' title='On Progress'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-1545660960181697405</id><published>2007-09-18T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:48:45.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Opportunity</title><content type='html'>I was seldom able to see an opportunity until it had ceased to be one.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Autobiography&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-1545660960181697405?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/1545660960181697405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=1545660960181697405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/1545660960181697405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/1545660960181697405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-opportunity.html' title='On Opportunity'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-4617944623692968671</id><published>2007-09-18T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:48:18.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Nations</title><content type='html'>Nations do not think, they only feel. They get their feelings at second          hand through their temperaments, not their brains.&lt;br /&gt;  - "What is Man?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwainnation.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-4617944623692968671?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/4617944623692968671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=4617944623692968671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/4617944623692968671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/4617944623692968671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-nations.html' title='On Nations'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5950832971239260759</id><published>2007-09-18T21:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:47:37.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Money</title><content type='html'>The lack of money is the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;More Maxims of Mark&lt;/i&gt;, Johnson, 1927&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some men worship rank, some worship heroes, some worship power, some worship        God, &amp;amp; over these ideals they dispute &amp;amp; cannot unite--but they all        worship money.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Notebook&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5950832971239260759?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5950832971239260759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5950832971239260759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5950832971239260759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5950832971239260759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-money.html' title='On Money'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3451710433743681564</id><published>2007-09-18T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:46:43.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Leadership</title><content type='html'>A statesman gains little by the arbitrary exercise of ironclad authority          upon all occasions that offer, for this wounds the just pride of his subordinates,          and thus tends to undermine his strength. A little concession, now and          then, where it can do no harm is the wiser policy.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3451710433743681564?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3451710433743681564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3451710433743681564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3451710433743681564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3451710433743681564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-leadership.html' title='On Leadership'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-4969506827365685802</id><published>2007-09-18T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:01:48.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Killing</title><content type='html'>The joy of killing! the joy of seeing killing done--these are traits of the    human race at large. We white people are merely modified Thugs; Thugs fretting    under the restraints of a not very thick skin of civilization; Thugs who long    ago enjoyed the slaughter of the Roman arena, and later the burning of doubtful    Christians by authentic Christians in the public squares, and who now, with    the Thugs of Spain and Nimes, flock to enjoy the blood and misery of the bull-ring.    We have no tourists of either sex or any religion who are able to resist the    delights of the bull-ring when opportunity offers; and we are gentle Thugs in    the hunting-season, and love to chase a tame rabbit and kill it. Still, we have    made some progress--microscopic, and in truth scarcely worth mentioning, and    certainly nothing to be proud of--still it is progress: we no longer take pleasure    in slaughtering or burning helpless men. We have reached a little altitude where    we may look down upon the Indian Thugs with a complacent shudder; and we may    even hope for a day, many centuries hence, when our posterity will look down    upon us in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Following the Equator&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-4969506827365685802?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/4969506827365685802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=4969506827365685802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/4969506827365685802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/4969506827365685802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-killing.html' title='On Killing'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-2827449054933923724</id><published>2007-09-18T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:59:13.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Irreverence</title><content type='html'>When a thing is sacred to me it is impossible for me to be irreverent toward    it. I cannot call to mind a single instance where I have ever been irreverent,    except toward the things which were sacred to other people.&lt;br /&gt;- "Is Shakespeare Dead?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irreverence is the champion of liberty and its only sure defense.&lt;br /&gt;- Notebook, 1888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwainfedericileadership.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-2827449054933923724?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/2827449054933923724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=2827449054933923724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/2827449054933923724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/2827449054933923724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-irreverence.html' title='On Irreverence'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3523064062369351779</id><published>2007-09-18T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:57:24.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Ingratitude</title><content type='html'>If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you.    This is the principal difference between a dog and a man.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Pudd'nhead Wilson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3523064062369351779?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3523064062369351779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3523064062369351779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3523064062369351779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3523064062369351779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-ingratitude.html' title='On Ingratitude'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-7703893235302618732</id><published>2007-09-18T20:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:55:20.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Humanity</title><content type='html'>It is governed by minorities, seldom or never by majorities. It suppresses its    feelings and its beliefs and follows the handful that makes the most noise.    Sometimes the noisy handful is right, sometimes wrong, but no matter, the crowd    follows it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt; The Mysterious Stranger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-7703893235302618732?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/7703893235302618732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=7703893235302618732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/7703893235302618732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/7703893235302618732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-humanity.html' title='On Humanity'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-8494437615167496073</id><published>2007-09-18T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:54:35.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Hope</title><content type='html'>It is like any other agriculture: if you hoe        it and harrow it and water it enough, you can make three blades of it grow        where none grew before. If you've got nothing to plant, the process is slow        and difficult, but if you've got a seed of some kind or other--any kind        will answer--you get along a good deal faster.&lt;br /&gt;- "Three Thousand Years Among the Microbes"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-8494437615167496073?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/8494437615167496073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=8494437615167496073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8494437615167496073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8494437615167496073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-hope.html' title='On Hope'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-6213773768895546483</id><published>2007-09-18T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:53:54.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Government</title><content type='html'>...nations have no command over their governments, &amp;amp; in fact no influence          over them, except of a fleeting &amp;amp; rather ineffectual sort.&lt;br /&gt;- Letter to Baroness von Suttner, 2/17/1898&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government of my country snubs honest simplicity, but fondles artistic    villainy, and I think I might have developed into a very capable pickpocket    if I had remained in the public service a year or two.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Roughing It&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the difference between governments and individuals. Governments don't    care, individuals do.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;A Tramp Abroad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...no country can be well governed unless its citizens as a body keep religiously    before their minds that they are the guardians of the law and that the law officers    are only the machinery for its execution, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;The Gilded Age&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-6213773768895546483?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/6213773768895546483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=6213773768895546483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6213773768895546483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6213773768895546483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-government.html' title='On Government'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5927023861740115984</id><published>2007-09-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:51:51.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On God</title><content type='html'>If God is what people say there can be no one in the universe so unhappy as    He; for He sees unceasingly myriads of His creatures suffering unspeakable miseries--and    besides this foresees how they are going to suffer during the remainder of their    lives. One might as well say, "As unhappy as God."&lt;br /&gt;- Notebook #24, April - Aug. 1885&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the swindle of life and the treachery of a God that can create disease and    misery and crime--create things that men would be condemned for creating--that    men would be ashamed to create.&lt;br /&gt;- quoted in Isabel Lyon's Journal, 2/2/1906&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God pours out love upon all with a lavish hand--but He reserves vengeance for    His very own.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;   To trust the God of the Bible is to trust an irascible, vindictive, fierce and    ever fickle and changeful master...&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain, a Biography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwainNgraphic.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5927023861740115984?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5927023861740115984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5927023861740115984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5927023861740115984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5927023861740115984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-god.html' title='On God'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3937315621239050386</id><published>2007-09-18T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:50:40.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Genius</title><content type='html'>Thousands of geniuses live and die undiscovered--either        by themselves or by others.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Autobiography of Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible that a genius--at least a literary genius--can ever be        discovered by his intimates; they are so close to him that he is out of        focus to them and they can't get at his proportions; they can't perceive        that there is any considerable difference between his bulk and their own.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Autobiography of Mark Twain&lt;/i&gt;, (reference to Jim Gillis)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3937315621239050386?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3937315621239050386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3937315621239050386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3937315621239050386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3937315621239050386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-genius.html' title='On Genius'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-1820795615936412200</id><published>2007-09-18T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:49:07.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Freedom of the Press</title><content type='html'>...the liberty of the Press is called the Palladium of Freedom, which means,    in these days, the liberty of being deceived, swindled, and humbugged by the    Press and paying hugely for the deception.&lt;br /&gt;- "From Author's Sketch Book, Nov. 1870," reprinted in &lt;i&gt;The Twainian,&lt;/i&gt;    May 1940&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-1820795615936412200?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/1820795615936412200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=1820795615936412200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/1820795615936412200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/1820795615936412200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-freedom-of-press.html' title='On Freedom of the Press'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5894762768206366766</id><published>2007-09-18T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:47:36.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Freedom of Speech</title><content type='html'>...in our country we have those three unspeakably        precious things: freedom of speech, freedom of conscience, and the prudence        never to practice either.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Following the Equator&lt;/i&gt;, Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwaincolrByRKR.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5894762768206366766?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5894762768206366766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5894762768206366766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5894762768206366766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5894762768206366766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-freedom-of-speech.html' title='On Freedom of Speech'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3941607138394651770</id><published>2007-09-18T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:46:01.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Fools</title><content type='html'>Hain't we got all the fools in town on our        side? And ain't that a big enough majority in any town?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be thankful for the fools; but for them the rest of us could not        succeed.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Following the Equator&lt;/i&gt;; Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all the fools in this world should die, how lonely I should        be.&lt;br /&gt;- Letter to Olivia Clemens, 1/23/1885&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble ain't that there is too many fools, but that the lightning ain't        distributed right.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;More Maxims of Mark&lt;/i&gt;, Johnson, 1927&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3941607138394651770?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3941607138394651770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3941607138394651770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3941607138394651770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3941607138394651770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-fools.html' title='On Fools'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3962291267895506772</id><published>2007-09-18T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:43:52.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Death</title><content type='html'>The Impartial Friend: Death, the only immortal who treats us all alike, whose    pity and whose peace and whose refuge are for all--the soiled and the pure,    the rich and the poor, the loved and the unloved.&lt;br /&gt;- Mark Twain, last written statement; &lt;i&gt;Moments with Mark Twain&lt;/i&gt;, Paine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity is for the living, envy is for the dead.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Following the Equator&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death, the refuge, the solace, the best and kindliest and most prized friend    and benefactor of the erring, the forsaken, the old and weary and broken of    heart.&lt;br /&gt;- Adam speech, 1883&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3962291267895506772?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3962291267895506772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3962291267895506772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3962291267895506772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3962291267895506772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-death.html' title='On Death'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5584282662302529758</id><published>2007-09-18T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:42:45.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Evolution</title><content type='html'>It now seems plain to me that that theory ought to be vacated in favor            of a new and truer one...the Descent of Man from the Higher Animals.&lt;br /&gt;- "The Lowest Animal"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5584282662302529758?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5584282662302529758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5584282662302529758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5584282662302529758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5584282662302529758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-evolution.html' title='On Evolution'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-8366573232941786674</id><published>2007-09-18T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:41:00.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Education</title><content type='html'>Every time you stop a school, you will have to build a jail. What you          gain at one end you lose at the other. It's like feeding a dog on his          own tail. It won't fatten the dog.&lt;br /&gt;- Speech 11/23/1900&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-8366573232941786674?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/8366573232941786674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=8366573232941786674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8366573232941786674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/8366573232941786674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-education.html' title='On Education'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-4850729640160122548</id><published>2007-09-18T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:39:13.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Duty</title><content type='html'>...a man's first duty is to his own conscience and honor; the party and        country come second to that, and never first.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain, a Biography&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-4850729640160122548?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/4850729640160122548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=4850729640160122548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/4850729640160122548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/4850729640160122548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-duty.html' title='On Duty'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5876297869754331313</id><published>2007-09-18T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:37:25.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Democracy</title><content type='html'>Men write many fine and plausible arguments in support of monarchy, but          the fact remains that where every man in a state has a vote, brutal laws          are impossible.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwainDemocracy.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5876297869754331313?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5876297869754331313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5876297869754331313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5876297869754331313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5876297869754331313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-democracy.html' title='On Democracy'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5647513955410955394</id><published>2007-09-18T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:35:49.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Civilization</title><content type='html'>Civilization largely consists in hiding human nature. When the barbarian learns    to hide it we account him enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;- quoted in &lt;i&gt;I Remember &lt;/i&gt;by Opie Read, 1930&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5647513955410955394?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5647513955410955394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5647513955410955394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5647513955410955394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5647513955410955394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-civilization.html' title='On Civilization'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-5087583064736276452</id><published>2007-09-18T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:34:21.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Christianity</title><content type='html'>If Christ were here there is one thing he would not be--a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Notebook&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christianity will doubtless still survive in the earth ten centuries hence--stuffed    and in a museum.&lt;br /&gt;- Notebook, 1898&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never find a Christian who has acquired this valuable knowledge, this    saving knowledge, by any process but the everlasting and all-sufficient "people    say." In all my seventy-two years and a half I have never come across such    another ass as this human race is.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain's Autobiography &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-5087583064736276452?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/5087583064736276452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=5087583064736276452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5087583064736276452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/5087583064736276452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-christianity.html' title='On Christianity'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3427235042922501584</id><published>2007-09-18T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:32:09.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Censorship</title><content type='html'>But the truth is, that when a Library expels        a book of mine and leaves an unexpurgated Bible lying around where unprotected        youth and age can get hold of it, the deep unconscious irony of it delights        me and doesn't anger me.&lt;br /&gt;- Letter to Mrs. F. G. Whitmore, 2/7/1907&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/CensoredBible.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3427235042922501584?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3427235042922501584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3427235042922501584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3427235042922501584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3427235042922501584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-censorship.html' title='On Censorship'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-6456950688517050327</id><published>2007-09-18T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:30:48.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Beliefs</title><content type='html'>If the man doesn't believe as we do, we say he is a crank, and that settles        it. I mean, it does nowadays, because now we can't burn him.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Following the Equator&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-6456950688517050327?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/6456950688517050327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=6456950688517050327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6456950688517050327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/6456950688517050327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-beliefs.html' title='On Beliefs'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-3023523198773530349</id><published>2007-09-18T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:22:27.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Beggars</title><content type='html'>...the coat of arms of the human race ought to consist of a man with an ax    on his shoulder proceeding toward a grindstone, or it ought to represent the    several members of the human race holding out the hat to one another; for we    are all beggars, each in is own way. One beggar is too proud to beg for pennies,    but will beg for an introduction into society; another does not care for society,    but he wants a postmastership; another will inviegle a lawyer into conversation    and then sponge on him for free advice. The man who wouldn't do any of these    things will beg for the Presidency. Each admires his own dignity and greatly    guards it, but in his opinion the others haven't any. Mendicancy is a matter    of taste and temperament, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Mark Twain, a Biography&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-3023523198773530349?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/3023523198773530349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=3023523198773530349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3023523198773530349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/3023523198773530349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-beggars.html' title='On Beggars'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728466928042656078.post-7092978004092212047</id><published>2007-09-18T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T20:15:42.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Activism</title><content type='html'>...the citizen who thinks he sees that the commonwealth's political clothes          are worn out, and yet holds his peace and does not agitate for a new suit,          is disloyal; he is a traitor.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/MarkTwainUncleSam.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3728466928042656078-7092978004092212047?l=thelowestanimal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/feeds/7092978004092212047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3728466928042656078&amp;postID=7092978004092212047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/7092978004092212047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728466928042656078/posts/default/7092978004092212047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelowestanimal.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-activism.html' title='On Activism'/><author><name>Mike K.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v200/Mama2Luke/Mikes/PangaeaAnimationReversedIconOpt.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
