I'm . . . not entirely sure why I am doing it, not entirely sure if it needs to be done, not entirely sure what I am doing or where I am going… but… it keeps me at the bar…. the one with the red bottles breathing nicely before the gentlemen topers arrive.
With a kind nod to my own Dante-inspired Blawg Review efforts, Charon has collected some of the best legal posts from the past week into a very literary, literate, and lengthy entry of the carnival. While he began with Tennyson's immortal words, he did not end with them. His poem concluded:
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!
I've only just completed my nominations for last year's Blawg Review of the Year award; Charon's #141 deserves the first place on my nominations list for this year's award. When can his glory fade? O what a wondrous Blawg Review he made! We needn't have wonder'd.