That a troubled mind is the best muse, is something I have come to believe in strongly. When I am troubled and in unrest, words flow unhindered. Ideas struggle to find their way onto paper and the whole experience is so cathartic that it often leaves me feeling calmer and more at peace with myself.
This in itself is a dangerous situation. The flowing words do little to resolve the issues that had unsettled the mind in the first place. They act like anaesthetics – providing temporary relief till the dull ache returns as the anaesthetic wears off; till one realizes that the root cause still remains.
Those few moments of peace, though, help to soothe frayed nerves and allow the failing confidence to claw its way back, to reinstate that lost bit of self esteem and to be honest, to also provide a sense of superiority – that will sound funny I think!! But the gift of words is so often not given to all, and those that may, often secretly steal a moment of pride. Arrogance? Mostly no... I t…
Mahan and a 'decisive battle'
Is it the case of a boiling kettle?
Blowing a lot of hot steam
That to some, May natural seem!
Of navies and land wars wrote Corbett
Sometimes sneered at Mahan, and yet
Cherry picked his naval wars to get His students
To read The 'Green Pamphlet'
That Mahan was inspired by Jomini
Certainly adds to the acrimony
That drives some of us Out of our wits
To read That Corbett also drew from Clausewitz
To us who have little choice
Since the greats already rolled their dice
Mutely to their ideas We must agree,
Till we can
Contribute with better pedigree!!