Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne

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Something for the weekend.  Auld Lang Syne sung by the incomparable Arethra Franklin.  Written by the immortal Scots poet Bobby Burns in 1788, his poem captured perfectly the grandeur of human memory as it ponders the cherished past.  It is very appropriate that it has become an essential part of New Year’s Eve celebrations.  Here is his original version:

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

and never brought to mind ?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

and auld lang syne ?

                                                                                                                   

For auld lang syne, my jo (or my dear),

for auld lang syne,

we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness

for auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp !

and surely I’ll be mine !

And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,

for auld lang syne.

                                                                                                                   

We twa hae run about the braes,

and pu’d the gowans fine ;

But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,

sin auld lang syne.

                                                                                                                     

We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn,

frae morning sun till dine;

But seas between us braid hae roar’d

sin auld lang syne.

                                                                                                                          

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!

and gie’s a hand o’ thine !

And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,

for auld lang syne.

Translated into Sassenach: Continue reading

Auld Lang Syne and Dune

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Auld Lang Syne from the Scottish Parliament, proving once again that most politicians cannot sing to save their souls.  At least it was done on the tax dime of the Scots and not us!  At any rate, have the happiest of New Years. 

Clan McClarey will be spending this New Year’s Eve in our traditional New Year’s Eve activities:  eating snacks, and watching Dune, a movie so bad that it is good!

Who cannot laugh at such unintenionally hilarious lines of diaglogue as :

Muad’Dib: Gurney, when the storm hits… set off the atomics. I want an opening through the entire Shield Wall. Stilgar, do we have wormsign?
Stilgar: Usul, we have wormsign the likes of which even God has never seen.

Paul Atreides: Father… father, the sleeper has awakened!

Piter De Vries: It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of Sapho that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.

Paul Atreides: Shield practice? Gurney… we had practice — this morning… I’m not in the mood.
Gurney Halleck: Not in the mood?! Mood’s a thing for cattle and love play… not fighting.
Paul Atreides: I’m sorry Gurney.
Gurney Halleck: Not sorry enough.

Baron Vladimir Harkonnen: He who controls the spice, controls the universe!

Stilgar and the Fremen: Hmmm. Shai-hulud.

Feyd-Rautha: I will kill him!

Alia Atreides: And how can this be? For he is the Kwisatz Haderach!

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Put into a very good mood we toast the new year with egg nog and retire.  See you all in 2010!

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