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There’s a documentary on National Geographic tonight at 20:00 (repeated later on) on research into NDE’s. Don’t know what conclusions – if any – it comes to. No doubt if it can rationally explain NDE’s,there will still be plenty who will refuse to accept the explanation.
Grimes is doing the voice over…..
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Good morrow, both. Thanks for that insomniac. I’m surprised to see you know how the land lies, when it comes to changing our world-view – especially in the matter of the supernatural/god.
And thanks to you Nathan for the generous intro ! I wish I were doing the voice-over ! Not really, I’m more a watcher than doer.
I’ve flogged my TV a while back – spend most of my time on the pooter, so I’ll try to watch it on that playback thang the next day, i.e. tomorrow. Tell us what you thought anyway(s)*
*The additional ‘s’ is in deference to our American cousins.
I’m wondering Nathan – and it seems plausible to me, for what it’s worth – if Un De Sceaux might mean, ‘One of the De Sceaux’ (family, people…).
I’d believed I’d read that the ‘de’ or ‘nobiliary* particle’ was spelt with a capital ‘D’, but I was informed in a very erudite post, on another blog, that I was wrong. But, as I believe I suggested, capitalization of the first letter of all the words in the title of a Book, for example, is normal. What a load of faffing about over a taradiddle ! Sorry about that, but I don’t like to leave things up in the air.
*I believe Wildenstein had a multiple classic-winner called Nobiliary.
I was hunting for the meaning back along Grimes
and came across our very own TRF member Steeplechasing tweeting on twitter the followingUn De Sceaux: best translation I can find is ‘One of the seals’. I’m guessing that’s the royal seal (unless he’s best in heavy ground)
I remember you posting about ‘seals’ Grimes
I do prefer the Family/people meaning
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Thanks for that, Nathan. I’ve been out of touch with the racing for a while now, but that Douvan must be some horse. I must look him up on YouTube. It’s always great when a champ comes along, isn’t it ? There was a quite recent one, wasn’t there. Think he won the Gold Cup this year.
Came across a very persuasive NDE just now, but the lad’s next video about a dream he had, might be flakey. Didn’t have time to watch it properly.
I’m wondering Nathan – and it seems plausible to me, for what it’s worth – if Un De Sceaux might mean, ‘One of the De Sceaux’ (family, people…).
I’d believed I’d read that the ‘de’ or ‘nobiliary* particle’ was spelt with a capital ‘D’, but I was informed in a very erudite post, on another blog, that I was wrong. But, as I believe I suggested, capitalization of the first letter of all the words in the title of a Book, for example, is normal. What a load of faffing about over a taradiddle ! Sorry about that, but I don’t like to leave things up in the air.
*I believe Wildenstein had a multiple classic-winner called Nobiliary.
Nobiliary was by Vaguely Noble out of Goofed by Court Martial, so well named
Nobiliary (foaled 14 February 1972) was an American-bred, French-trained Thoroughbred racehorse and broodmare. She recorded her biggest win in the Washington D C International in 1975, a year in which she became (and remains) the only filly since 1916 to finish placed in the Derby Stakes. As a two-year-old she won one minor race but showed promised when finishing sixth in the Grand Criterium and third in the Prix des Reservoirs. In the following year she won the Group Three Prix de la Grotte and was thereafter campaigned exclusively in Group One/ Grade I company. She won the Prix Saint-Alary and was placed in the Poule d’Essai des Pouliches, Epsom Derby, Irish Oaks and Prix Vermeille before ending her career with a win in the Washington D C International. (Wikipedia)
I think all the combined words making a horse’s name are capitalized, hence the De
But you’re right, the ‘nobiliary particle’ should be lower-case, in England at least
e.g
Simon de Montfort (an Earl of Leicester)
Phil de Glanville (England rugby player)An interesting exception is the England cricketer Phil DeFreitas who glories in two uppercase letters in one surname! He’s West Indian by extraction and whether the family name was once de Freitas, I don’t know
Hi Grimes, I’m hoping Douvan runs in the Queen Mother Champion Chase, I’m on at 3’s which is no big deal but best price evens at the moment a lot of water to pass under the bridge and fences to be jumped before then but I think he’s the real deal. Do you remember forum member Fist..? He’s Sprinter Sacre’s biggest man fan but even he thinks Douvan will be hard to stop.
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DeFreitas
I’ll have to look it up but I think there was a Bolton football player of the same name
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Found him
Fabian de Freitas (born 28 July 1972 in Paramaribo, Suriname) is a former Surinamese-Dutch footballer who plays as a striker. De Freitas played in England with Bolton Wanderers and West Bromwich Albion and in Spain with CA Osasuna.
When his name came up on the telly I’m sure it was always with the De rather than the de
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Thanks both of you about the nobiliary particle. I thought the horse, Nobiliary, had had a better record than that: a champion. My memory was always a bit vague, and it’s not got a lot better. But I do believe her dam, Goofed, was a terrific broodmare and a good horse in her own right. Here we are. I just Googled her, She was the dam of Lyphard by Northern Dancer.
Yes, I remember Fist, Nathan. If your horse in his prime would have been even a match for Sprinter Sacre, he must be some nag. And yu can see him staying the 3m2 Gold Cup ? That would be something, wouldn’t it ? Not to speak of the KG.
A Bluebird and his mate, and, alas, a more prosaic near-death experience :
Birds are neither fragile nor vulnerable: the twee naming of a Swallow as a ‘bluebird’ in that seedy vid just emphasises the peculiar need for us to see beauty in ephemera
Oh Drone, I’m disappointed in you – especially after Yeats and Mount Wahtsit and all. And your propping up the pub doorway. Where is the poetry in that bleak, bleak heart of yours.
We won’t be judged by the Almighty on what we know by means of our worldly analytical intelligence, but on what we would like to be true, what we find beautiful, sometimes to the exclusion of all else, sometimes to the point of preferring death to abandoning it for the cold, hard nonsense a lot of atheists take to be reason ! The heart has its reasons that reasons knows not of. Read Chesterton’s donkey and weep for your miserable, monochrome dystopian view of the beautiful. Ultimate truth is of a beauty that would totally overwhelm us, and has nowt to do with Meccano and Lego sets. You can see that BLUEBIRD is crying bitterly ! ‘Where’s she gone ? ‘Where’s her spirit ?’ She’s definitely not in her body, here’, he’s bawling.
Oh Grimes, that’s exactly what I expected of you – the angry words of a zealot; the bigoted view of a mind closed to scepticism and question; the rictus grin of the ardently pompous tunnel-visioned believer
I know nothing and believe in nothing: agnosticism is a virtue, atheism and theism stink
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.A Robin Redbreast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeons
Shudders Hell thro’ all its regions.
A Dog starv’d at his Master’s Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A Horse misus’d upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fiber from the Brain does tear.He who shall train the Horse to War
Shall never pass the Polar Bar.
The Beggar’s Dog and Widow’s Cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The Gnat that sings his Summer song
Poison gets from Slander’s tongue.
The poison of the Snake and Newt
Is the sweat of Envy’s Foot.A truth that’s told with bad intent
Beats all the Lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for Joy and Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro’ the World we safely go.Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight.
Some are Born to sweet delight,
Some are Born to Endless Night.Oh, Drone. To what branch of nihilism/agnosticism/atheism did Blake belong, I wonder…? Let me see…
I concede that, formerly, agnosticism could reflect integrity of a high order. No more.Read this, Droney :
You choose to read articles that reinforce your beliefs Grimesy; all very comforting I’m sure but I prefer to delve ideas that question what runs round my brain. My life has been enriched by existential conundrums: what was, what is, what might be, what will never be. I sincerely hope I go to my grave a troubled man with it all unanswered
Those, like you, with an ardent, arrogant, narrow-minded belief in a deity conjoured up to explain the unexplainable are cowards of the first order
Believe whatever you like lazy comfortable one but please don’t ram your dubious doctrines down the throats of those of us brave enough to be uncertain of anything
What’s your views on Islam and Daesh?
If the red slayer think he slays,
Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
I keep, and pass, and turn again.Far or forgot to me is near;
Shadow and sunlight are the same;
The vanished gods to me appear;
And one to me are shame and fame.They reckon ill who leave me out;
When me they fly, I am the wings;
I am the doubter and the doubt,
I am the hymn the Brahmin sings.The strong gods pine for my abode,
And pine in vain the sacred Seven;
But thou, meek lover of the good!
Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.
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