Cover for First-Line Fridays on Peachy Books showing a cue card with the typed quote: He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad. from Raphael Sabatini in Scaramouche
Blog Roll, Classic Fiction, First-Line Fridays, MEme Collections

First-Line Fridays | Susanna Clarke

Piranesi by Susanna Clarke

🍑🍑🍑🍑 .5 / 5 Peaches

The mythical and magical twist together with the depravity of human greed and cruelty in this mind-bending tale by Susanna Clarke. From the start, you are whisked off to an unknown land, requiring suspension of disbelief and patience as you try to get your bearings; myself, an eager voyeur attempting to soak in every vestibule.

Piranesi is a story that, from my perspective, needs to be experienced from a place of not knowing, thus welcoming its entire execution, as any description could foster preconceived notions that would detract from its enchantment. 

Like with all art, there are different interpretations to be drawn and appreciated, so in an attempt to leave future readers unsullied, I will only offer some memorable quotes of sparse description.

This eccentric tale has been labelled a modern classic and is loved by many, but maintains its detractors who don’t see the beauty in its mystery, so consider yourself forewarned that if you are looking for a sure thing, this might not be it.

I spent a minute blissfully adrift at its beginning without ever feeling fully lost, as alluring visual scenery coupled with an unspecified trust for our protagonist had me relishing in the lead-up to its eventual reveal.

Clarke’s gorgeous imagery in the mythical aspects of the story kept me enthralled, and it was amazing how clear a picture of this other world we were offered in so few pages.

Striking prose and fantastical ideas wrapped up in a novella make this the perfect book to escape from the monotony of our busy schedules.

Susanna Clarke’s second novel, Piranesi, was the 2021 Women’s Prize winner, and in the video below, she shares her prize-winning statue, Bessie.

What side of the divide do you fall on, if you’ve read Piranesi; love it or hate it?

Signup below for the quarterly Just Peachy Newsletter and see another impressive quote from Piranesi, included in the Spring issue I’ll be publishing next week!

Blog Roll, historical, Musical Mondays, politics

Musical Mondays | Billy Joel

This week I thought it best to bring back a perfectly political pop-rock song from 1989: We Didn’t Start the FireBilly Joel, a self-proclaimed history nut, penned his third No. 1 Billboard Hit in response to a conversation he had with Sean Lennon, where the then 21-year-old suggested it was more of a challenge to grow up in the 1980s than in the 1950s when nothing was happening in the world.  😆

Joel’s passionate epic is a lyrical recap showcasing world history over the second half of the 20th century. The rapid-fire delivery, matched with a synthesised sound and a peppy melody, timed beautifully with the ending of the Cold War, lending it anthem status. He addresses the coincidence of the timing in the video below.

A love of history didn’t negate that the song was merely a novelty to him. He liked the lyrics but felt the piece didn’t reflect who he was in the way some of his less popular offerings did.

We Didn’t Start The Fire – Billy Joel

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray
South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio
Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television
North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe
Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom
Brando, "The King and I", and "The Catcher in the Rye"
Eisenhower, Vaccine, England's got a new queen
Marciano, Liberace, Santayana, goodbye
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it
Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev
Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc
Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron
Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"
Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team
Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland
Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev
Princess Grace, Peyton Place, Trouble in the Suez
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it
Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac
Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"
Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball
Starkweather homicide, children of thalidomide
Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, space monkey, mafia
Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go
U2, Syngman Rhee, Payola and Kennedy
Chubby Checker, Psycho, Belgians in the Congo
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it
Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"
Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion
"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania
Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson
Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex
JFK – blown away, what else do I have to say?
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it
Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again
Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock
Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline
Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan
"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal suicide
Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz
Hypodermics on the shore, China's under martial law
Rock and roller, cola wars, I can't take it anymore
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
But when we are gone
It will still burn on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it
We didn't start the fire
It was always burning, since the world's been turning
We didn't start the fire
No, we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it

Billy Joel has a lackluster response to the melody of this historical classic here:

I appreciate the honesty of this quote from Billy Joel. A clever and talented musician that has, no doubt and not unlike myself, enjoyed many a night laughing it up with sinners of all kinds, haha.

It’s always fun to hear people belt this song out when in a crowd! Is there a Billy Joel song that you love to sing when it comes on the radio?

This may age us but do you remember any lyrics from this lyrical tour de force?

Blog Roll, Classic Fiction, MEme Collections, Quotes, science fiction

Fahrenheit 451 In Quotes

The dangers of censorship, technology, mass media, willful ignorance, and a loss of individual identity are some of the dominant themes of Ray Bradbury‘s dystopian classic: Fahrenheit 451

From the first line, we get a sense of the collective mindset shared by the enforcers of the story’s brutal premise: to find and burn all books into ashes and out of existence. I enjoyed watching our protagonist Montag find his way through the darkness of the ashes and into enlightenment. 

Although this pointed quote is not found in Fahrenheit 451, it needed to be included, in my view.

If we ignore our shadows and erase the stories, we lose any possibility of learning to do better. But for some, I do believe that is the whole point.

These days we have to hold on tight to make it off the ride in one piece.  

There are many parallels to be drawn with our modern-day in this classic work of SciFi satire. Given our current climate, it is uncanny how well Bradbury anticipated the future.

It’s as if he may have secretly lived his passion and experienced

time travel, a thought I have had with a few of the classic writers of our time. Too bad we will never know. 😉

What is your favourite read about time travel?

Preach! I need to take heed of this quote. You truly can not make people listen, and it is ultimately up to them to decide to do so or not, regardless of how grave the circumstances are.

Ray Bradbury will keep you chuckling while you scratch your head, so give this classic by a well-loved author a chance next time you are up for something weird and wonderful.

Here is a spectacular clip of Ray Bradbury explaining how he became a writer and why Hitler was a catalyst for the creation of his best-selling book.

Do you have a selection from the Bradbury collection that you suggest?

Are there any dystopian novels that you find to be particularly resonant currently?

Blog Roll, bookmarks, Giveaway

Spring Newsletter Giveaway

Try your luck at winning Peachy Books’ first giveaway!

Giveaways are fun, no? With my plans to send out my first quarterly e-mail newsletter next month, I decided to add a giveaway and will continue the tradition in every edition.

This Spring, I would love to send these beautiful floral bookmarks to a couple of my friends and readers.

Interested entrants have three opportunities to win:

  1. Like this post
  2. Comment on this post
  3. Subscribe to my new Peachy Books Quarterly Newsletter below

Those that subscribe will have better odds for the win, as one of the recipients will be chosen exclusively from the newsletter subscriber pool and the second from all three.

The 1st Edition of my Just Peachy Newsletter will be out this April, where I’ll announce the winners of the bookmarks and proceed to contact those individuals for their shipping details.

In my newsletter, I will share a chronicle of my most enjoyable recent read, a recap of my most and least popular blog posts, and a sneak peek at some of the books I will be covering in the coming quarter.

To keep my finger on the pulse of my readership, I am also thinking of doing random polls, and, lastly, there will be the quarterly giveaway, which in most cases will be a seasonally themed crochet bookmark made by me.

Here are the bookmarks when I photographed them after making them last year. I gifted the peach one to my mother for Mother’s day 2021, but the pink and the purple are up for winning, so enter today!

Success! You're on the list.

Do you like reading newsletters?

Are there things that you recommend one includes in a quarterly publication like this?

Blog Roll, Musical Mondays

Musical Mondays | Led Zeppelin

After one of my dark periods a few months ago, I concluded that there had not been enough music in my life across the last decade. 

Without a doubt, its absence had a negative effect on my psyche. How could it not when it was once an ever-present part of my life? 

I have been trying to do better by incorporating music into my posts, but that’s not been enough, and I still find my soul pining for more. 

From now on, I will put forth a concerted effort to switch at least 50% of the time once spent listening to podcasts to playlists; fingers crossed that it works this time, haha. 

I am not naive enough to presume music is a panacea, that with a queue of the right hits, one is smooth sailing for paradise, but if I look to my roots, I know that it will help. 

Early years spent wearing out a crate of 45s, childhood permanently connected to a Walkman, mixed tapes and breakup songs in my youth; a forever companion through the loneliness of isolation and terror of too many storms. 

The comfort of familiar riffs and passionate voices helped me tolerate dark days, sometimes even lifting me out of a depression and steering me back towards the light. 

Music was one of the only consistent friends I knew during my beginnings and was by my side in good times and bad, extra loud when things were exceptional. 

Musically speaking, singing will remain my first true love, but I have always wanted to learn to play more instruments. I enjoyed playing the flute and the cello during the middle grades but promptly dropped the class in high school. 

Now in my middle age, I have a desire to learn the Ukulele and was happy to receive one for my birthday in 2020. I call her Mea Hoola, meaning ‘healer’ in Hawaiin. 

Progress is slow, but I like it that way. A dose of humility comes with any learned skill, and I cherish that gift of personal growth. After years of typing and working with yarn, I now suffer from carpal tunnel syndrome, so my practice sessions do not last as long as I would like, but every time I pick her up I enjoy a few minutes of escape to a freer place in my mind. It is loads of fun and creatively therapeutic, as art continues to help me unload the baggage of the day.

With a vast and eclectic musical appreciation, there is not much that I refuse to listen to, but rock and roll, particularly from the seventies, is where my heart resides. Fleetwood Mac, The Rolling Stones, Janis Joplin, David Bowie; endless amounts of timeless talent!

I loved them all, but Led Zeppelin was my ultimate. Even though I was over a decade behind what my schoolmates were into, I did not care. I was listening to the modern stuff too, but I preferred to rock it out with my cassette tape on repeat, memorising every ooh and ahh, that Robert Plant would purr.

Led Zeppelin IV was my introduction to the band, and I still do not know how I managed not to lose or break that cassette. The charts revere Stairway to Heaven as the best of the album, but it is my least favourite. 😬 Sorry to those that might take offence, lol. The true masterpiece, in my humble opinion, and I think my number one song of all time if you made me pick, is Battle of Evermore.

Robert Plant is an avid Tolkien fan, and as such many assumed the song to be about Return of the King and its Battle of Pelennor. Some inconsistencies would suggest otherwise, though. I am more inclined to believe the story that Plant wrote the song after reading a book about Scottish history and that it represented the battle between night and day, or good and evil.

The Celtic folk sound and the fingerpicking of the mandolin hit me in some unknown yet eerily familiar place, as though ancestral awakenings have come to bear. Add to this the harmonious marriage of Plant and Sandy Denny’s angelic voices, and I transcend into greatness whilst the emotionally charged song reverberates through my body.

I was lucky enough to see Heart, another of my top bands, while they were touring with Def Leppard back in 2011. It was a phenomenal show, quite frankly one of the best I have seen, but I know that has a lot to do with nostalgia. Not only did I dance like nobody was watching in my aisle seat, sing loud and proud to every dear Def Leppard song of my younger days, but I got to hear Heart perform Battle of Evermore. One thing I can say for sure, on that glorious day, it was clear that good had won the battle, as the song never sounded more beautiful.

Click on the song title to hear the original Led Zeppelin track, along with the lyrics.

Battle or Evermore - Led Zeppelin

Queen Of Light Took Her Bow
And Then She Turned To Go
The Prince Of Peace Embraced The Gloom
And Walked The Night Alone
Oh Dance In The Dark Of Night
Sing To The Morn Ing Light
The Dark Lord Rides In Force Tonight
And Time Will Tell Us All
Oh Throw Down Your Plow And Hoe
Rest Not To Lock Your Homes
Side By Side We Wait The Might
Of The Darkest Of Them All
I Hear The Horses' Thunder
Down In The Valley Blow
I'm Waiting For The Angels Of Avalon
Waiting For The Eastern Glow
The Apples Of The Valley Hold
The Seas Of Happiness
The Ground Is Rich From Tender Care
Repay Do Not Forget No No
Ohdance In The Dark Of Night
Sing To The Morning Light
The Apples Turn To Brown And Black
The Tyrant's Face Is Red
Oh The War Is Common Cry
Pick Up You Swords And Fly
The Sky Is Filled With Good And Bad
That Mortals Never Know
Oh Well The Night Is Long
The Beads Of Time Pass Slow
Tired Eyes On
The Sunrise
Waiting For The Eastern Glow
The Pain Of War Cannot Exceed
The Woe Of Aftermath
The Drums Will Shake The Castle Wall
The Ring Wraiths Ride In Black
Ride On
Sing As You Raise Your Bow
Shoot Straighter Than Before
No Comfort Has The Fire At Night
That Lights The Face So Cold
Oh Dance In The Dark Of Night
Sing To The Mornin' Light
The Magic Runes Are Writ In Gold
To Bring The Balance Back
Bring It Back
At Last The Sun Is Shining
The Clouds Of Blue Roll By
With Flames From The Dragon Of Darkness
The Sunlight Blinds His Eyes

In this unique version of the classic song, Jimmy Page and Robert Plant welcome Najma Akhtar, a popular British singer of Indian ancestry. The added Eastern instrumental influence and her captivating voice make this a performance to behold and only elevate the richness of the music, a real treat!

As a proud mama, it would be remiss of me not to include a photo of the best Led Zeppelin-themed gift I have ever received in this post.

Here is a picture my thoughtful son drew me for my birthday last year. He is also a fan of the band, excellent taste that he has!

What are your thoughts on Led Zeppelin’s catalogue?

Do you have a track that you like the best off of Zeppelin IV, or any of their other Internationally bestselling albums?

Blog Roll, Comic Strip, politics

A Peachy Books Political Comic Strip: A Day in the Life of a Homegrown Hypocrite

After deciding to take a risk and dabble in some different creative mediums as of late, I tried my hand at making a comic strip. If I think about it, I have almost zero experience in reading comics. Unless you count the boxes of Archie and Jughead books I read in my childhood over thirty-five years ago; my memory and I do not, haha.

Readers of my recent posts are aware of my mounting frustration with fellow Canadians surrounding their acceptance of our government’s overreach and continued manipulation through well-funded state media. This cartoon has materialised through that aggravated state, so be forewarned that some might find it slightly offensive. 

So be it, I guess, because with no one willing to have candid and crucial discussions, if not through raw art, how else does one continue to get the ideas out?

Visit my latest comic strip where I ask here: What do you mean Canadians don’t have freedom?

Are you fan of comic strips?

Are there any political cartoonists whose work you enjoy?

Cover for First-Line Fridays on Peachy Books showing a cue card with the typed quote: He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad. from Raphael Sabatini in Scaramouche
Blog Roll, First-Line Fridays

First-Line Fridays | Ray Bradbury

It was a pleasure to burn.

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury postulated that the pages of books ignite and burn at 451 degrees Fahrenheit and accordingly decided to name his wildly popular and shockingly insightful futuristic tale after this assertion.

Fahrenheit 451 offers a dystopian world where books are banned and destroyed whenever discovered; literal Hell for all of us bibliophiles. 😳 ‘Firemen’ with hoses spewing kerosene are responsible for finding and incinerating any trace of the evil objects that cause one to think and become unhappy.

This 1953 sci-fi tale that started as cautionary has morphed to prophetic in modern times, and I suspect this has something to do with it, ironically, being banned by some school boards, although I am sure you would not catch them admitting it.  

As dark as the messaging is, with satire as the medium, the tone is light and easy to ingest by a wider audience. Themes dealing with censorship, governmental control, (what was then advanced) technology, and an apathetic citizenry will have you double-checking its release date, as Bradbury appears to be detailing the farce that is our current day.

Join me next week for a MEme Quotes Collection in honour of what many consider Ray Bradbury’s finest work.

Take a look at this short Ted Ed animated video to learn more about Fahrenheit 451.

This is a bookmark that I made for The Library Book, but I think it also works here.

Crochet bookmark of red books with flames on the front, inspired by the The Library Book by Susan Orlean, and made by Peachy Books.

What are some banned books that you think are important to keep in our libraries?

Are there any books that you believe should be banned?

Blog Roll, This Day In History

On March 23, 2011: Elizabeth Taylor’s Final Curtain Call

Celebrity fandom is not a world where I like to spend much time. Whilst it is true, I am not easily enamoured, in many cases, I find their personas to be entitled and arrogant, so I would prefer to live vicariously through the art vs. the artist.  

Their detached and overly privileged viewpoints suggest a fundamental misunderstanding of the real world and the majority of people that have to live it every day. On top of that, the ceaseless virtue signalling is insufferable. 

That all said, I adore Elizabeth Taylor; always have, always will. March 23rd, 2011, marked the blockbuster beauty’s passing from congestive heart failure, at 79 years old.

For this child of the ‘eighties, something was electrifying about a woman who unapologetically commanded every screen she donned, could look glamorous with a cigarette hanging from her mouth (ok, maybe not appropriate for modern times), and would use a potty-mouth if she so desired. Many of her roles, and possibly her marriages, saw her not answering to anyone who would try to tell her who she was or how she should be, making me an envious and eager fan. 

Taylor begrudgingly entered the parasitical world of child stardom at age 9, with her screen debut at 10, in the film There’s One Born Every Minute. With a former actress for a mother and an art dealer father who packed up his family and left London for LA, it might have been the violet-eyed beauty’s fate to grace the silver screen. Sadly, not unlike other child stars, she felt performing to be the thief of her childhood.

There was no denying that Taylor had an innate ability for acting and would likely have ended up in show business anyway. Without ever attending an acting lesson, she observed the legends on the big screen and turned herself into one of the brightest stars we have ever seen.

Sometimes referred to as volatile and scandalous, although she did not prefer such labels, Taylor was fondly known for her passion, creativity, and sexual intensity, mastering the gifts she possessed. She fiercely enjoyed her independence but deeply loved her many husbands… and her jewellery, just not necessarily in that order.

One of my most fond memories of Liz Taylor, which is likely my first encounter with her work, was her entrance on the Sphinx, before Caesar, in the epic film Cleopatra

The rhythmic march of her servants as they pulled her along, the cheering of the peasants, and the look of awe on both Caesar and Mark Anthony’s faces merely amplified just how enchanting she was. 

Without uttering a word throughout the entire scene, all were captivated by her mysterious gaze and majestic aura, as she proceeded to bow before her King. With reverence and ease, she expertly became one of the most amazingly complex and mesmerising figures in history. 

20th Century Fox approached her about taking the role, and although she offered a price tag of a cool million, to her surprise, they accepted. With this self-made deal, the ballsy star catapulted herself to the highest-paid performer in history at that time. 

With an illustrious career spanning six decades, Taylor received The French Legion of Honour, the American Film Institute Life Time Achievement Award, and was named a Dame by Queen Elizabeth II.

After losing her dear friend Rock Hudson to the novel and terrifying disease AIDS, Taylor spent her golden years as a philanthropist and activist for those suffering from the then deadly illness. 

Many consider her to be a trailblazer, and one of the most influential advocates for AIDS research, with some of her grandchildren continuing her legacy through her foundation.

This year marked the first national HIV is Not A Crime Awareness Day, thanks to a partnership between The Sero Project and The Elizabeth Taylor AIDS Foundation.

My favourite Liz Taylor performance, bar none, although I’ve yet to see them all, was Martha in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? In this remake of the Edward Albee play of the same name, she worked her magic opposite her husband Richard Burton, who played Martha’s exasperated partner, George. 

Taylor was magnificent in her role as the tipsy, boisterous, and delusional middle-aged woman, owning the character as though she were a fine pair of diamond earrings.

Although I have read and enjoyed Edward Albee’s play, there is no question that Taylor, especially opposite Burton, whom she would later divorce twice, brought a uniqueness to the role that no other actor could provide.

Enjoy this short clip from Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?

Are you a fan of Dame Elizabeth Taylor?

Which of her performances do you favour?

Blog Roll, Musical Mondays

Musical Mondays | Alice Phoebe Lou

Summer 2020 was a difficult time for me, you, and the rest of the planet. I spent the entirety of March through May isolated in our home with my son and husband, minus our daily lunchtime walks in the neighbourhood. 

To be clear, I love my husband and son more than anyone or anything in this world, and there are no two people I would rather be with for days on end, but being trapped indoors with anyone for three months straight (now it has been two years) is bound to wear on an already stress addled mind.

One of my only means of escape that summer was to listen to music in my backyard, pacing the perimeter of the house, or sometimes after a few beverages, dancing with only my JBL speaker for a partner.

As has been my coping strategy during times of despair in my life, I eked out some joy by discovering new music, emotional lyrics, and powerful artists. 

I stumbled across Alice Phoebe Lou’s She, not a moment too soon, finding the piece that would lift me up and out of my Co vid prison. Her animal-like moans of anguish and release had me soaring through the open skies of freedom and possibility, even if only for 5 minutes and 24 seconds at a time, musical catharsis having saved the day once again. 

I survived that lockdown summer by living vicariously through this song, dancing like a whirling dervish, and trying to be grateful for all that I had when so many others were struggling in far worse ways than my mental health forced on me.

They may take away our jobs, our houses, destroy our family bonds and our Charter of Rights, but as long as we have minds to produce lyrics and voices to sing, they will never take away our music.

Enjoy the live performance of She that kept me afloat whilst a desire to drown had me nearly swept away with the undertow.

Were there any songs that helped you get through the dark days of the Pandemic?

Was isolation a problem for you and your loved ones?

Blog Roll, Classic Fiction, MEme Collections, politics, Popular Fiction

Catch-22 In Quotes

WWII bombardier, Captain John Yossarian, faces a dilemma, as he wants out of the war but is met with a catch-22 that could keep him there indefinitely.

For Yossarian to be released, he must be declared ‘unfit’ by the Squadron’s flight surgeon, and of course, anyone who becomes a bombardier must be unstable since it is almost certain death. So one must request an evaluation of mental fitness to be deemed crazy, but only a sane person would ask for such an assessment, ipso facto, Yossarian is sane and must keep flying.

Catch-22 is at once brutal and hilarious whilst managing to impart sound messages about the workings of the war machine. With more than 10 million copies sold, Heller’s top-selling novel is certain to be on the shelves of many an antiwar or political satire enthusiast.

Shit happens, and it is not always comfortable when it does. You cannot hide from it, it just is.

Pragmatism begets less disappointment, so I have found, but optimism certainly holds the key to making it through the day-to-day. A mixture of both is ideal.

Freedom is THE word of these modern times, as we fight for a society that is free to ask questions, free to maintain bodily autonomy, free to oppose government overreach.

There is so much to heed from this often hilarious and cautionary tale, and goodness knows we need the warning.

The side-splitting humour peppered throughout Catch-22 makes all of the corruption and ‘disturbia’ a lot easier to swallow.

I was sure I had heard this quote before, but it may just have been borrowed from Heller without proper recognition, given this was published in 1961.

I have seen this principal quotation about living standing tall instead of going out kneeling in submission a lot lately. I recall seeing the inverse, ‘I’d rather die on my feet than live on my knees’ on a banner at the Freedom Convoy in Ottawa last month. Below hear an excerpt from the novel, read on the DarkHorse Duo podcast, which addresses both versions.

I will always choose to fight for my freedoms and individual rights rather than die as a serf for the corrupt leaders that wish to keep us divided as WE do their bidding.

Enjoy this clip from the DarkHorse Duo podcast where Heather Heying and Bret Weinstein discuss living on ones feet.

Do you have a favourite piece of political satire that puts you in stitches?