Was Howard Dean behind a Daring Art Theft?

Special to FreeRpublic ^ | 12 February 2005 | John Armor (Congressman Billybob)

[Congressman Billybob]

This column is being filed way early, since it is ready way early, and I have work to do the end of this week. This subject is of obvious interest to Freepers. The operative word is schadenfreude. LOL.

John / Billybob

[Between the Lines]

[SAJ]

As regards the demented doctor becoming the ''head'' of the DNC, one MUST wonder whether to do the Schadenfreude polka, or buy USD vs other currencies, or just possibly try to learn Goethe's lyrics to ''Ode To Joy'' (in the unlikely case that the Marxist wing of what's remaining of his party can somehow regain power in 2006 under his (cough) ''leadership'' and thereby have a mechanism for and enough influence in the gov't toward continuing to surrender American sovereignity to Koffee and his ilk).

Or, perhaps simpler, we might merely ask Dr. Dean what size brown shirt he wears?

FReegards to you, as always!

[Mike Fieschko]

Mad How the uniter.

Both Dems and GOPers favor his becoming DNC chairthing.

[Congressman Billybob]

Folks,

Just an FYI since this column's out on an unusual day this week.

John / Billybob

[Congressman Billybob]

Do you know the words to the "Ode to Joy"? That part of the fourth movement of Beethoven's Ninth has always been a favorite of mine. But I've never seen an English translation of that.

John / Billybob

[devolve]

more to come :

THE GOOD THE BAD AND THE LIBERAL :

[ the de-Turnerized version ]

http://pro.lookingat.us/GBL.html

Dean-A-Vision :

http://pro.lookingat.us/DeadZone.html

[Mike Fieschko]

The other three nominees were all strong ideologues. Each represented the crest of a wave of “true believers,” who were convinced that the nation and the world would be vastly improved if only their candidate were elected President. But beliefs like that go hand-in-hand with an aggressive neglect of the question of electibility. As a rule, the stronger the belief that a candidate OUGHT to win, the less the examination of whether the candidate CAN win.

Regarding Barry in 1964, wasn't there a delusion (as it turned out), that if the voters were faced with a 'choice, not an echo', then the conservatives who'd been staying at home and not voting, would show up at the polls and elect Goldwater? I've read that in books on the 1964 campaign and Barry's state primaries and conventions efforts to secure the nomination.

There's a similar delusion among leftist Dems: that with Dean as a candidate (and now, with Dean in charge of the DNC), he'll 'energize' the base and all these leftwingers who've stayed at home ...

[GeronL]

bump

[SAJ]

At your request, m'friend. Please note that these are the lyrics as usually performed, and that Beethoven adapted Schiller's poem (not Goethe's...I'm an idiot...grr!) somewhat: Im Deutsch?
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O Freunde, nicht diese Töne!
Sondern laßt uns angenehmere
anstimmen und freudenvollere.
Freude!

Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!

Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,

(Schiller's original:
Was der Mode Schwert geteilt;
Bettler werden Fürstenbrüder,)
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

Wem der große Wurf gelungen,
Eines Freundes Freund zu sein; Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
Mische seinen Jubel ein!

Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele
Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!

Freude trinken alle Wesen
An den Brüsten der Natur;
Alle Guten, alle Bösen
Folgen ihrer Rosenspur.

Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,
Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
und der Cherub steht vor Gott.

Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen
Durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,
Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,
Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muß ein lieber Vater wohnen.

Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?
Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such' ihn über'm Sternenzelt!
Über Sternen muß er wohnen.

Final section repeats the words:
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!

A reasonable translation of which is (don't kick me, ok?)

Oh friends, not these tones!
Let us rather raise our voices together
In more pleasant and joyful ones.
Joy!

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
With fiery rapture, goddess,
We approach thy shrine.

Thy magic reunites
That which stern custom has parted;
All people become brothers

[(Schiller's original:
What custom's sword has parted;
Beggars become princes' brothers)]
Where thy gentle wing is spread.

Let the man who has had the great fortune
To be the friend of a friend,
And the man who has won a noble woman,
Let him join in our chorus of jubilation!

Yes, even if he holds but one soul
As his own in all the world!
But let the man who knows nothing of this
Steal away weeping from our gathering.

All the world's creatures drink
From the breasts of nature;
Both the good and the evil
Follow her trail of roses.

She gave us kisses and wine
And a friend loyal unto death;
Pleasure was granted to the serpent,
And the cherub stands before God.

Joyous, as his suns speed
Through the glorious order of Heaven,
Hasten, brothers, on your way,
Joyful as a hero to victory.

Be embraced, ye millions!
With this kiss for all the world!
Brothers, beyond the stars
Surely there dwells a loving Father.

Do you kneel before him, oh millions?
Do you sense the Creator's presence?
Seek him beyond the stars!
He must dwell beyond the stars.

Final section repeats the words:

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
Be embraced, ye millions!
With this kiss for all the world!

Let us rather raise our voices together
In more pleasant and joyful ones.
Joy!

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
With fiery rapture, goddess,
We approach thy shrine.

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John, I may have messed up the spacing; if so, apols. But that's ol' Freddy Schiller with Beethoven's modifications to the poem, as best I know (or can find -- Jetzt diese Tage, Ich habe keine Deutsche... es ist zu traurig.)

Naturally, I'll be happy to defer to any of our colleagues here who can speak and write that language properly (rueful g!)

[MeekOneGOP]

Thank you, Congressman Billybob! :^)

Was Howard Dean behind a Daring Art Theft?

Excerpt:

Is this what the Democrats need? A proven loser to lead them into the 2006 midterm elections, followed by the 2008 presidential election?

Though either of the current major parties can occasionally grow blinders and nominate a candidate who cannot win, generally they learn from their lessons and don’t repeat the same mistake until a few national elections have passed. There are exceptions. The Democrats nominated Stevenson again, after he had been soundly trounced by Eisenhower. And the Democrats nominated William Jennings Bryan not twice, but three times.

What’s the history of the Democrats leading up to Dean? They lost the Presidency twice, in 2000 and 2004, they lost the midterm election in 2002. An indication of whether Dean is another failed leader, urging the Democratic lemmings to follow him over a cliff, will come in the midterm election of 2006.

I’ve started handicapping that election, now. The Republicans will gain in both the House and the Senate. The Democrats will stick with Dean despite his bad results, just as they stuck with Terry McAuliffe in his series of national losses.

Will the Democrats ever learn? Apparently not. Or at least, not before the next two national losses.

Please let me know if you want ON or OFF my General Interest ping list!. . .don't be shy.

[ARepublicanForAllReasons]

Do you know the words to the "Ode to Joy"?

BARITONE

O Freunde, nicht diese Töne,
sondern lasst uns angenehmere
anstimmen, und freundenvollere.

AN DIE FREUDE - FREDERICH SCHILLER

BARITONE, QUARTETT UN KEHRREIM

Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder,
was die Mode streng geteilt:
alle Menschen werden Brüder,
wo dein snafter Flügel weilt.

Wem der grosse Wurf gelungen,
eines Freundes Freund zu sein,
wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
mische seinen Jubel ein!
Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele
sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
weinend sich aus diesem Bund!

Freude trinken alle Wesen
an den Brüsten der Natur,
alle Guten, alle Bösen
folgen ihrer Rosenspur.
Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,
einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
und der Cherub steht vor Gott.

TENOR ALLEINFLUG UND KEHRREIM

Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen
durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,
laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,
freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen!

KEHRREIM

Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder,
was die Mode streng geteilt:
alle Menschen werden Brüder,
wo dein snafter Flügel weilt.

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, überm Sternenzelt
muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.

Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such ihn überm Sternenzelt!
Über Sternen muss er wohnen.

Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!
Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?
Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such ihn überm Sternenzelt!
Brüder, überm Sternenzelt
muss ein lieber Vater wohnen!

Freude, Tochter aus Elysium,
deine Zauber binden wieder,
was die Mode streng geteilt!
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
wo dein sanfter Flügel Weilt.

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuss der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, überm Sternenzelt
muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.

Freude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
Freude, schöner Götterfunken!

»DIE ENDE«

TOTALLY TRANSLATED TO ENGLISH

BARITONE

Oh friends, not these tones!
Let us raise our voices in more
pleasing and more joyful sounds!

ODE TO JOY (Friedrich Schiller)

BARITONE, QUARTET, AND CHORUS

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Thy magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under thy gentle wing.

May he who has had the fortune
To gain a true friend
And he who has won a noble wife
Join in our jubilation!

Yes, even if he calls but one soul
His own in all the world.
But he who has failed in this
Must steal away alone and in tears.

All the world's creatures
Draw joy from nature's breast;
Both the good and the evil
Follow her rose-strewn path.

She gave us kisses and wine
And a friend loyal unto death;
She gave lust for life to the lowliest,
And the Cherub stands before God.

TENOR SOLO AND CHORUS

Joyously, as his suns speed
Through Heaven's glorious order,
Hasten, Brothers, on your way,
Exulting as a knight in victory.

CHORUS

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter fire imbibed,
Heavenly, thy sanctuary.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Can you sense the Creator, world?
Seek him above the starry canopy.
Above the stars He must dwell.

Joy, daughter of Elysium
Thy magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under thy gentle wing.

Be embraced, Millions!
This kiss for all the world!
Brothers!, above the starry canopy
A loving father must dwell.

Joy, beautiful spark of Gods!,
Daughter of Elysium,
Joy, beatiful spark of Gods!.

[SkyPilot]

[alrea]

The Democrats will stick with Dean despite his bad results, just as they stuck with Terry McAuliffe in his series of national losses.

Mrs. & Mr. Clinton will be back in charge before the next scream

[alwaysconservative]

I cannot believe what a gift we are being given in the probable Dean chairmanship of the party! Who says that God doesn't have a sense of humor?

[international american]

ROTF A BUMP !!

[MeekOneGOP]

:^D

[GOPJ]

Thanks for the ping.

[Alamo-Girl]

Thanks for the ping!

[Erasmus]

Here's my adaptation:

Schadenfreude, schöner Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!