Concerned about roving socialists, the master welcomed his team of brave young food tasters. While they would not get to eat an entire meal, he explained, they would “preview” it for him, and thus enjoy happy experiences their parents could only dream of. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
Not all lies were truly lies, the master told himself: not if you believed they were true, or your audience believed they were true, or you crossed your fingers or only told them to yourself, or if they helped you stay out of trouble. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
Once more he stept into the street;
And to his lips again
Laid his long pipe of smooth straight cane; ...
There was a rustling, that seem'd like a bustling
Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling,
Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, ...
Little hands clapping, and little tongues chattering,
And, like fowls in a farm-yard when barley is scattering,
Out came the children running.
All the little boys and girls,
With rosy cheeks and flaxen curls,
And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, ...
Tripping and skipping, ran merrily after
The wonderful music with shouting and laughter. ...
And after him the children pressed;
Great was the joy in every breast. ..
When, lo, as they reached the mountain's side,
A wondrous portal opened wide, ...
As if a cavern was suddenly hollowed;
And the Piper advanced and the children follow'd,
And when all were in to the very last,
The door in the mountain side shut fast.
Did I say, all? No! One was lame,
And could not dance the whole of the way...
“I can't forget that I'm bereft
Of all the pleasant sights they see,
Which the Piper also promised me; ...
For he led us, he said, to a joyous land,
Joining the town and just at hand,
Where waters gushed and fruit-trees grew, ...
And every thing was strange and new...”
Dostoevsky was Dorothy Day’s favorite novelist. Today is his birthday (10/30/1821). “Gentlemen, look around you at the gifts of God, the clear sky, the pure air, the tender grass, the birds; nature is beautiful and sinless, and we, only we, are sinful and foolish, ....
...and we don’t understand that life is heaven, for we have only to understand that and it will at once be fulfilled in all its beauty, we shall embrace each other and weep.”(Fr Zossima in The Brothers Kalamazov)
The master couldn’t entirely trust a man who did not occasionally cheat at cards or on his taxes, or betray his wife or his country. It was the “straight arrows” you had to watch out for. #TolstoysTalesofTrump