The prose, sadly, is not mine, but that of one of our heroes of generations now gone, nor am I the one who posted it.
And I called you a weasel because you are a charlattan attempting to justify a point of view based upon a quibble over what Theodor Roosevelt meant by the word "man" completely forgetting the sense of the passage about being in the ring, etc., which is where this young lady placed herself. And I assure you that once she cast off lines and took the helm, the only person who set the course and steered it was she herself.
“quibble over what Theodor Roosevelt meant by the word “man” completely forgetting the sense of the passage about being in the ring, etc., which is where this young lady placed herself. And I assure you that once she cast off lines and took the helm, the only person who set the course and steered it was she herself.”
I accept your point, indeed I never argued with it; she did set the course and steered. No question.
As for quibbling over the adulthood of the prose by Roosevelt, to me, it is not a minor point but very significant. I admire and applaud those adults who choose to take risks whether they fail or succeed. That is what men are. God bless them.
I do not admire those who put their kids up for it, though. That is not a “quibble” to me but is actually the only reason I oppose this teen’s venture.