Strengthening Constitutional Self-Government

No Left Turns

What Was Lost

I SING what was lost and dread what was won,

I walk in a battle fought over again,

My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;

Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,

They always beat on the same small stone.

W.B. Yeats

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I spend most of our money on myself,

so that I can stay fat.

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