BBC - Mary Beard's Ultimate Rome: Empire Without Limit - Episode 1
Ye Gods, how wonderful this is! Mrs. Beard is Clio, Muse of History, and she sings spellbindingly, with deep feeling and understanding, our favorite song: the Grandeur that was Rome. I just now realized that "grandeur" is the same in French and English, but pronounced differently--and when I see "grandeur" written without quote marks (even, any more, with quote marks), what I hear is French (and I get flashes on my inner mental screen of the east façade of the Louvre).
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous.
The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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