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| Тема |
 It's all greek to me |
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| Автор |
ivx (Troglodyt) |
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| Публикувано | 17.04.04 21:41 |
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или най-вероятната причина за тази фраза:
Kyrie,
It is Zeus anathema on our epoch for the dynamism of our economies and the heresy of our economic methods and policies that we should agonize between the Scylla of numismatic plethora and the Charybdis of economic anaemia.
It is not my idiosyncracy to be ironic or sarcastic but my diagnosis would be that politicians are rather cryptoplethorists.
Although they emphatically stigmatize numismatic plethora they ergize it through their tactics and practices.
Our policies should be based more on economic and less on political criteria.Our gnomon has to be a metron between economic,strategic and philanthropic scopes.Political magic has always been antieconomic.
In an epoch characterised by monopolies, oligopolies, monopsonies, monopolistic antagonism and polymorphous inelasticities, our policies have to be more orthological. But this should be not metamorphosed into plethorophobia, wich is endemic among academic economists.
Numismatic symmetry should not hyper-antagonize economic acme.
A greater harmonization between the practices of the economic and numismatic archons is basic.
Parallel to this, we have to synchronize and harmonize more and more our numismatic policies panethnically.
These scopes are more practicable now, when the prognostics of the political and economic barometer are halcyonic.
The history of our didymous organizations in this sphere has been didactic and their gnostic practices will always be a tonic to the polyonymous and idiomorphous ethnical economies.
The genesis of the programmed organization will dynamise these policies.
Therefore, I sympathize, although not without criticism on one or two themes, with the apostles and the hierarchy of our organizatios in their zeal to program orthodox economic and numismatic policies.
I apologise for having tyranised you with my........ phraseology.
In my epilogue, I emphasize my eulogy to the philoxenous autochtons of this cosmopolitan metropolis and my encomium to you, Kyrie, and the stenographers.
Scylla - In Greek mythology, a sea monster who lived underneath a dangerous rock at one side of the Strait of Messia, opposite the whirlpool Charybdis. She threatened passing ships and in the Odyssey ate six of Odysseus' companions.
Scylla was a nymph, daughter of Phorcys. The fisherman-turned-sea-god Glaucus fell madly in love with her, but she fled from him onto the land where he could not follow. Dispair filled his heart. He went to the sorceress Circe to ask for a love potion to melt Scylla's heart. As he told his tale of love to Circe, she herself fell in love with him. She wooed him with her sweetest words and looks, but the sea-god would have none of her. Circe was furiously angry, but with Scylla and not with Glaucus. She prepared a vial of very powerful poison and poured it in the pool where Scylla bathed. As soon as the nymph entered the water she was transformed into a frightful monster with twelve feet and six heads, each with three rows of teeth. Below the waist her body was made up of hideous monsters, like dogs, who barked unceasingly. She stood there in utter misery, unable to move, loathing and destroying everything that came into her reach, a peril to all sailors who passed near her. Whenever a ship passed, each of her heads would seize one of the crew.
Scylla in also the name of a daughter of King Nisus of Megara.
Charybdis was once a nymph-daughter of Poseidon and Gaia who flooded lands for her
father's underwater kingdom until Zeus turned her into a monster.
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