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Agaliha
June 13th, 2008, 03:02 AM
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{Kappa-Epsilon-Phi-Alpha-Lambda-Eta Nu-Theta}

There is no help-but hotch pot!-in the skies
When Astacus sees Crab and Lobster rise.
Man that has spine, and hopes of heaven-to-be,
Lacks the Amoeba's immortality.
What protoplasm gains in mobile mirth
Is loss of the stability of earth.
Matter and sense and mind have had their day:
Nature presents the bill, and all must pay.
If, as I am not, I were free to choose,
How Buddhahood would battle with The Booze!
My certainty that destiny is "good"
Rests on its picking me for Buddhahood.
Were I a drunkard, I should think I had
Good evidence that fate was "bloody bad".


COMMENTARY ({Nu-Theta})

The title is a euphemism for homo sapiens.
The crab and the lobster are higher types of crustacae
than the crayfish.
The chapter is a short essay in poetic form on
Determinism. It hymns the great law of Equilibrium
and Compensation, but cynically criticises all philo-
sophers, hinting that their view of the universe depends
on their own circumstances. The sufferer from toothache
does not agree with Doctor Pangloss, that "all is for
the best in the best of all possible worlds". Nor does the
wealthiest of our Dukes complain to his cronies that
"Times is cruel 'ard".