Since Garrison Keillor has taken his schmaltzy, homespun wit to the Chicago Tribune, I read his column whenever I can. I can’t pinpoint the reason exactly; maybe it’s the lyrical flow of his thoughts, the hidden bite of his words, or possibly a combination of factors.
Anyway, today, in reference to our political leaders, both left and right-winged, he bypasses his own words in favor of others that have held up well over the generations:
“To paraphrase Sir Walter Scott: ‘Mark their names and mark them well. For them, no minstrel raptures swell. High though their titles, proud their name, boundless their wealth as wish can claim, these wretched figures shall go down to the vile dust from whence they sprung, unwept, unhonored and unsung.'”