@spendius,
spendius wrote:
The basic causes, George, of that world you have a nostalgic yearning for, when in your cups, morphing into this one we are in, were technological innovations and migration into urban centres. I'm not for trying to like both.
I think you mistake my reaction to the song. I believe it addresses natural yearnings and acceptance that are a part of the human condition more or less independent of the age or the circumstances.
spendius wrote:
I think the sea is horrible. I have ridden on two ferries. Across the Channel and to the Isle of Islay. And back. I watched the sea go by for long stretches. It was ghastly.
Sometimes it is horrible.... slate grey indifferent and cruel.; at others magnificent in expanse, clarity and power. The North Sea is usually rough, gray and ugly, but farther north the Norwegian sea is clear, bright, and while not always calm, fairly predictable. On a good day off the Carolinas one can actually see the boundaries of the Gulf Stream in the texture of the surface. The Mediterranean is the most variable of all: the Tyhrannian, Adriatic, Ionian anf far eastern regions are quite different in their aspects and sea conditions. The Pacific is another thing entirely, with long, long waves that gently raise the ship up and lower it again. In the Bay of Bengal the skies have a pastel coloring I've not seen anywhere else - sunsets are breathtaking. The monsoon is the Indian Ocean is awful; dust laden, humid air, unending high winds blowing from the southwest and often mountainous seas. In short. like most things in life, the sea is variable, and one's reaction to it I think depends more on his disposition than the circumstances attending it.
