Morning Audibles

Dream Teams... Hmmm... Let me mull that one over for awhile...

The Celtics exposed every bit of the "Dream Team" weakness 88-80 last night in the Garden

What is it with America's fascination with the concept of a "dream team"?... A collection of self proclaimed righteous individuals who band together and think they can beat back humanity by the simple virtue that they enjoy playing together, and perceive their cause to be just...

Here are some famous DREAM TEAMS in recent memory...

(2008)

Obama Names his Economic "Dream" Team 

http://money.cnn.com/2008/11/24/news/economy/obama_economic_team/

Which morphed into a nightmare...

Obama's Recovery Summer

http://www.canada.com/business/economy+sheds+jobs/3477888/story.html?id=3477888

I suppose the problem is, we're all just too pessimistic, or impatient... In 2008, Americans were bored and impatient, and wanted "change"... That dream team didn't work, so now are you telling me that they want this?

What, in fact, do they want? What should they do? Who should they BELIEVE in?

 
CV says that the BELIEVING should start with believing in yourself (& that DOESN'T mean the belief in yourself that is simply "gifted" by what society gives you, or "layered on" to you because you've wedged yourself into a little security blanket existence where things are done by committee rather than ingenuity)... If you are incapable of doing that (believing you can accomplish things ON YOUR OWN - if put to the test), then you're hardly going to be equipped to have the creativity to choose a representative government that is satisfactory... If "choosing" a government, as a way of life, is even your thing...

Further on the Celtic topic... Other CELTIC legends and myths come to mind here...
 
Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man, that he didn't already have...
 

Sometimes late when things are real And people

share the gift of gab between themselves

Some are quick to take the bait And catch

the perfect prize that waits among the shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And Cause never was the reason for the evening

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.

So please believe in me...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galahad

As for Sir Galahad himself... Well, in his journey (whereby he managed to catch that "perfect prize"), it was mostly just he & his horse anyway...

The ocean is a desert with its life underground

And the perfect disguise above

Under the cities

Lies a heart made of ground

But the humans will give no love

---
"Night after night your horse treads down alone


The sere damp fern, night after night you sit

Holding the bridle like a man of stone,

Dismal, unfriended: what thing comes of it?"

Sir Galahad, a Christmas Mystery