[kabar]

She definitely was the one person on the dais who related the best to her audience, which was the target of the convocation. Her remarks were uplifting and inspiring. The university and the students will go on despite the tragedy. It reminded me of Omar Khayyam:

"The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.

For let Philosopher and Doctor preach Of what they will, and what they will not - each Is but one Link in an eternal Chain That none can slip, nor break, nor over - reach.

And that inverted Bowl we call The Sky, Whereunder crawling coop'd we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help - for It As impotently rolls as you or I.

With Earth's first Clay They did the Last Man knead, And there of the Last Harvest sow'd the Seed: And the first Morning of Creation wrote What the Last Dawn of Reckoning shall read.

Yesterday This Day's Madness did prepare; Tomorrow's Silence, Triumph, or Despair: Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why: Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.

[Txsleuth]

Okay...I see your point...and since that convocation was for them..and not for us. Hey...that is great.

BUT...I did NOT like her “poem”.

I liked the one YOU posted by Omar Khayyam though..thank you.

[Amelia]

I liked it too, and her audience definitely seemed to like it. It seemed quite appropriate for the situation.

[browardchad]

Sorry, fatalism doesn't inspire me, nor does nihilism.

I also take exception to equating the murder of 32 sentient human beings to the woes of a baby elephant.

It could be because I know where I came from and where I'm going -- and it's not from nothingness to nothingness.

I'll pass on that drink, thanks.