It turns out that back in the ’80s, when corporate executives came up with the idea of a “poison pill” to make their firms less attractive to hostile takeovers, they were lifting a page from Queen Elizabeth’s book. Four hundred years earlier, she had drafted the Bond of Association, signed by all the members of her privy council, as well as thousands of other volunteers from across her realm, in which they swore that, in the event of her murder, they would not only kill her killers, but anyone who laid claim to the throne as a result of her demise, regardless of their innocence, I’m looking at you, Mary Queen of Scots.
This is why I read history.
Category Archives: Overheard
I suppose it’s possible, I guess
Piper, at the dinner table: “My ears feel kind of … stuffy.”
Kate: “Really? How long have they felt like that?”
<as Kate asks this, Adam raises one eyebrow and tries to catch her eye>
Piper: “Oh … about ten years.”
Sweet moment
P: “I miss Mama when she’s at work.”
Me: “Boy, I miss her when she’s away, too.”
P: “But it’s okay. I keep her in my mind.”
Right in principle, at least
P: “Babies are expensive!”
Me: “Man, you got that right.”
P: “Yeah. They cost $54.00!”
Me: “…”
Nonspecific incredulity
Scene: in the car, driving to a friends’ house
Piper: “I can’t believe it! I can’t believe it!”
Adam: “What can’t you believe, bug?”
Piper: “I can’t believe that I can’t believe … something.”