Dove. In foreground.

Dove or destroyer? Both reflected on my table. I took the picture, did not actually choose.
 

Dropping Latin names

 In a recent interview Jerry Seinfeld, the master of about nothing humor, mentioned he was reading Marc Aurelius.  Am I less cultured than Seinfeld? Yes, I drop bigger names, Cleaning my desk found this book I've recently bought from a French bookstore. It was the cheapest and slightest. Ciceron, Savoir vieillir.   So I read (or at least buy) Cicero in French.  Cato maior. De Senectute. (note  Cato, another famous name dropped). 
At senex ne quod speret quidem habet. At est eo meliore condicione quam adulescens, quoniam id quod ille sperat hic consecutus est: ille volt diu vivere, hic diu vixit.  (this is Latin, imbecile)
Le vieillard , lui, n'aurait plus rien a esperer.  Already lived. 
But what about Vergil's “Una salus victis nullam sperare salutem” .
Old, but still remember my classic lines. But I don't know if I am repeating myself, if I am now working on my stand-up act or my blog. 

Life role reversal

I follow on youtube various history, archeology or religious talks.  Most if not all of the audience has white hair. Old people want to learn. So do I.  Is this because when we were young we were on Marcuseian barricades?  Or did we estimate that faking revolt would increase our chances to find a sex partner? It would make sense that when you reach an advanced age you would not be curious anymore, and would teach others the lessons of your life. Today al these noisy kids demonstrating on campuses....