Il Dece, Il Trumpe.
For a better Banana Republic.
To Anacreon in Heav’n, where he sat in full glee, A few sons of harmony sent in a petition That he their Inspirer and patron would be; When this answer arriv’d from the Jolly Old Grecian “Voice, fiddle and flute, “no longer be mute, “I’ll lend you my name and inspire you to boot, “And, besides, I’ll instruct you, like me, to intwine “The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus’s Vine.” (…) Ye Sons of Anacreon, then join hand in hand; Preserve unanimity, friendship and love! ‘Tis yours to support what’s so happily plann’d; You’ve the sanction of Gods and the fiat of Jove. While thus we agree Our toast let it be: “May our club flourish happy, united and free! “And long may the sons of Anacreon intwine “The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus’s Vine.” It is humiliating to remain with our hands folded while others write history. It matters little who wins. To make a people great it is necessary to send them to battle even if you have to kick them in the pants. That is what I shall do. Benito Mussolini Read more at: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/b/benito_mussolini.html