Green Light...
All my old bosses who started this shit in Iran when I was newly recruited out of high school to live and train in Tucson are now dead.
I knew a few Iranians in Tucson who were on the wrong side of history at the time. They later got in a fire fight in Florida during spring break 1981. I never saw them again.
Well since all my old bosses are dead and gone I no longer have to wait for a green light.
Now I give the green light.
The Greyhound (veltro) prophecy of Virgil
Foretelling the restoration of the Holy Roman Emperor:
Behold the beast, for which I have turned back;
Do thou protect me from her, famous Sage,
For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.
"Thee it behoves to take another road,"
Responded he, when he beheld me weeping,"
If from this savage place thou wouldst escape;
Because this beast, at which thou criest out,
Suffers not any one to pass her way,
But so doth harass him, that she destroys him;
And has a nature so malign and ruthless,
That never doth she glut her greedy will,
And after food is hungrier than before.
Many the animals with whom she weds,
And more they shall be still, until the Greyhound
Comes, who shall make her perish in her pain.
He shall not feed on either earth or pelf,
But upon wisdom, and on love and virtue;
'Twixt Feltro and Feltro shall his nation be;
Of that low Italy shall he be the saviour,
On whose account the maid Camilla died,
Euryalus, Turnus, Nisus, of their wounds;
Through every city shall he hunt her down,
Until he shall have driven her back to Hell,
There from whence envy first did let her loose.
Therefore I think and judge it for thy best
Thou follow me, and I will be thy guide,
And lead thee hence through the eternal place,
Dante Alighieri
Inferno Canto I
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