
David Whitney
Articles
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Jan 20, 2025 |
voegelinview.com | Paul Krause |David Whitney
Declarations on the decline and fall of the humanities have been commonplace for the past 40 years but never as loud and sorrowful as now. Concern for the decline of English majors, the general decline of the humanities more broadly, and expected declines in university enrollment is, of course, a major concern. No democratic society can endure without education, literacy, and a thinking (and virtuous) citizenry. However, the decline and fall of the humanities is overstated by the declinists.
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Nov 30, 2024 |
voegelinview.com | David Whitney
John Milton, Paradise Lost. The greatest epic of the English language, Milton’s Paradise Lost is a grand tapestry of humanity caught in the storm clouds of the divine battle between God and Satan.
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May 10, 2024 |
costa-news.com | David Whitney |Dave Jones
Put down your weaponsForget all the hate. Stop bombs from fallingBefore it’s too late. Hold out your armsTo your brothers with love. Remember God’s teachings. From Heaven above. Let families liveAs they should. All in peace,Living and thrivingOnce all conflicts cease. The world is a big placeThere’s room for us all,No matter what colourOr faith on we call. God’s universalHis name might adjustBut we all look aboveTo someone we can trust. No famine no childrenWith nothing to eat.
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May 2, 2024 |
costa-news.com | David Whitney |Dave Jones
I went back to a place I knew. A meadow where wild flowers grew. I wasn’t sure what I would find. Years after I’d left it behind. But there it was just as before. Just like a carpet on the floor. Of flowers wild and coloured bright. Poppies, daisies what a sight. And then beyond the willow tree. Still weeping like it’s wept for me. Beside a pond where once we sat. You in your summer dress and hat. That shaded your hypnotic eyes. Behind which stored so many lies. We kissed we hugged. We made sweet love.
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Jan 19, 2024 |
costa-news.com | David Whitney |Dave Jones
They call it compensation Though it’s money that was theirs They paid demands and lost their jobs The bosses never cared How could such scandals happen Such persecution reign Thank God somebody took a stand To start a fair campaign They all thought they were on their own Until the truth was out All thinking it was only them Accused without a doubt Some took their own lives sadly With the worry and the shame Having lost all that they cherished Having taken all the blame But justice had to...
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