A moment, about my great-great-great-great grandfather — he was at Waterloo. The British heavy cavalry charge by the Union Brigade utterly shattered two Brigades of French infantry, in particular his Regiment destroyed the Brigade of Charles-Francois Bourgeois and captured the eagle of the 105th Line Regiment. The French cuirassiers counter-attacked and drove back the British cavalry. His regiment suffered over fifty percent casualties and he probably did not survive. There's not a lot of information about him and obviously I did not meet him, but my guess is he liked beer, sex and horses. He probably could not read, and would have no need to know of the letter J.Italios wrote:Questarian New Yorkshire wrote: I have Epistemological and Etymological Sovereignty so I can say and think brave and courageous thoughts
"etymological sovereignty" i snorted, we're on like our third iteration of english; your great-great-great-great etc grandfather didn't even know what "j" was
Of course, I am highly literate and have been reading since my eyes could open, and I know the letter J (and all the other letters, and letters in other languages too) but I have never ridden a cavalry horse into a line of French infantry on a Belgian field, so I wonder — how much use is Etymological Sovereignty, really?
Well, in this world, we do not have a lot of dignity. At least one of my ancestor's descendants remembers him favourably. Of course the charge of the British heavy cavalry at Waterloo is now immortal in history as well. I can't do anything nearly as cool as that, not because I'm not physically fit and not brave, but because there is nothing quite as cool to do in our century XXI, but I still need to find dignity, and that dignity is derived from independence, ie Etymological Sovereignty.




