Draw your own conclusions. What people take away from this is, solely, upto them. S/N If anybody is interested, and music does not distract them, I was listening to this.
1963. Don Draper, in fictional NYC:
"Change isnt good or bad. It just is. And there is always change."
1773. Journal of George Macartney, 1st Earl Macartney:
"The British Empire. This vast empire on which the sun never sets and whose bounds nature has not yet ascertained"
1834. Letter from Daniel Webster, United States Senator:
"A power which has dotted over the surface of the whole globe with her possessions and military posts, whose morning drumbeat, circles the earth with one continuous and unbroken strain of the martial airs of England."
1869. Sir Henry George Ward. In a speech to the House of Commons:
"Look at the British Colonial empire — the most magnificent empire that the world ever saw and ever shall see."
-it's 2009. Less than a 100 years later. link (do not click if you are offendable.)
1966/67. Rolling Stone Review of a Cream Concert.
"The cream of the crop of Cream is Eric Clapton. You can never escape that underlying subtext when you watch Clapton in action that you might be seeing the greatest guitarist ever. Suddenly the streets of London are prophetic, Clapton is God."
-3 months later, Jimi Hendrix arrives in London and kills God. link
2006. Wimbledon Final. My House
"Mom!, Please let me just watch this. This guy's the greatest tennis player ever."
"Fine, but we're leaving in 20 minutes. Move. Let me sit."
"Look at his forehand, he never makes mistakes."
"He isnt as good as Yannick Noah"
"Wha????"
-My Mom has a picture with Yannick Noah from 1982. That makes him her greatest player.
3 years later. Me:
"Greatness is a Point of View.
"Of all time" isnt really "of all time". It's "of this time", "of our time", "of my time". The only thing that is certain is that, "time" shall pass.
Roger Federer is the greatest tennis artist and innovator, to me. Yannick Noah is the greatest to my mother. Anybody and everybody can have their own. In sports, in arts, in life. And who the hell am I to force an emotional response on anybody.
This aint Nineteen Eigthy-four and I'm not going to be working for Big Brother
"Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance wont come again
And dont speak too soon
For the wheels still in spin
And theres no tellin who
That its namin.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin."
The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast
The slow one now, will later be fast
As the present now, will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin.
And the first one now, will later be last
For the times they are a-changin." link
-Dylan
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