Kris: “I thought Ares was the Greek god of war?”
Murphy: “He was, and one of the twelve Olympians to boot. Polemus was middle management. He did all the dirty work, and his boss got all the temples and worship.”
Kris: “That doesn’t sound like a recipe for survival in a modern urban fantasy novel.”
Murphy: “Or in the company org chart, then or now. But Polemus is remembered, so he’s luckier than most.”
Kris: “How so? […] Oh. wait. The polemic!“
Murphy: “About the only way anybody talks at anybody anymore.”
Kris: “So a polemic – speech, book, podcast, yada – is literally a war of words?”
Murphy: “Yes. Would that they stop there. But with Hubris in full cry …”
Kris: “You’re scaring me.”
Murphy: “You’ve taken this long …?”
[Source for Aesop’s fable.]
As long as we’re not bitter about it.
Way too late to be thinking about closing the barn door, the horse bolted three years ago. https://www.gocomics.com/nickanderson/2019/06/26