The Knight & Drummer

Sunday, June 9, 2013

A Few Words on the Economy.

Everyone who wanders into the couth bars here, and the more earthy bars where folk can 'dress down' a bit, have things to say about the 'Economy'.

Mostly they moan and that is good for beer sales.

Everyone's an economist.

We had two of them in the Pin & Balloon just a few minutes ago.

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Free ManJune 13, 2013 at 10:53 PM
These guys are dangerously funny. And probably accurate.
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Ne meias in stragulo aut pueros circummittam.

Our Bouncer is a gentleman of muscle and guile. His patience has limits. He will check you at the door.

The Tavern gets rowdy visitors from time to time. Some are brain dead and some soul dead. They attack customers and the bar staff and piss on the carpets. Those people will not be allowed in anymore. So... Be Nice..

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This Tavern is a Free House.. Made free by the Resurrection of my Supplier.

Welcome. Amfortas runs a Free House where Anglophile is spoken. Sample our bars and rooms; join the conversations.

If you become regulars we just might offer you a job in a bar or room. The pay is good. You might even be invited to beat the drum.

Drinks get TOPPED-UP here, for free.
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This Tavern is a place fit for Heroes and Saints, and assorted sinners on a path to restoration.

Talk to the Tavern-Keeper.

It is Vital to ask the Right and Fundamental Questions of Life and old men.

The Tavern is a refreshment stop on the Journey to the right answers.

From The Rubaiyat

3. And, as the cock crew, those who stood before the Tavern shouted -"Open then the Door ! You know how little Time we have to stay, And once departed, may return no more."

42. And lately by the Tavern Door agape, Came shining through the Dusk an Angel Shape, Bearing a Vessel on his Shoulder: and He bid me taste of it: and 'twas - the Grape.

65. Then said Another with a long-drawn sigh, “My Clay with long oblivion is gone dry: But, fill me with your old familiar Juice, Methinks I might recover by-and-by."

23. Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, before we too into the Dust descend. Dust into Dust and under dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, - and sans End".

69. Indeed the Idols I have loved so long, Have done my Credit in Men's Eye much wrong: Have drown'd my Honour in a shallow Cup, And sold my Reputation for a Song.

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Sunday, June 9, 2013

A Few Words on the Economy.

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