Max And Marcus Aurelius

I noticed earlier this week that Max Keiser 1. had a haircut, and 2. that he brought the Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius into his discussions on modern economics and finance.

Young people should watch the Keiser Report. He, together with his usual shotgun-rider Stacey Herbert, and their intelligently selected guests (I thought Joel Benjamin this week was absolutely outstandingly good), are the sorts of people the minds of the youth would do well to be corrupted by.

Vignale's De Tomaso Pantera, under
the statue of Marcus Aurelius

There is not a whole lot that I personally know about Marcus Aurelius, possibly due to his reputation as a Stoic philosopher - and I, of course, lean a little more toward the Epicurean. 

However something I do know, if not exactly about him, is that his statue in Rome, in which he is depicted astride a horse, once was entirely covered in gold, and that there is a Roman saying that the statue will once more turn into a fully gold-covered state, on Judgement Day...

Further, I know that virtually no one says they know who the actual original sculptor was.

If you 'Google' it - you won't find anyone who says they know who sculpted it. Even Wiki says that. And as we all know, Google and Wiki are the founts of all knowledge. So therefore, no one knows who sculpted it.

This is, of course, another example of one of these things known as an argumentative leap fallacy. The first statements are factual (Wiki and Google don't know), and the conclusion does not necessarily logically follow: that ('no one knows').

But if you look at the head of the horse in the statue, it is typical of a Persian style of horse statue.

And now allow me to make some argumentative leaps. Obama's head looks like Widodo's. Both were educated using Saudi grants. They are clones owned by the Saudi clan.

Well, this is just plain utter rubbish, of course. There is no way you can prove this kind of lunatic conclusion. There is no proper evidence. And I'm not going to float such a silly, idiotic piece of trash.

'Chandon' in Australia, is an
Australian-made clone of Moet, and
it's owned by Moet but it's not allowed to be
called champagne. It's 1/20th the price.
I wonder if the French think they are getting a French wine
when they buy Moet?

Anyway - champagne for the winners!

Moving on to another one of my entertainment figures - George Galloway - this week he was on RT News repeating the common saying: 'if it waddles like a duck, quacks like a duck, and swims like a duck - it's probably a duck.'

He was saying something very uncomplimentary about Israel, I think, from memory.

So, realizing, as we should, that any leap in logic has its grounds for extreme error, we must take with a grain of salt my view that there is a horse in Tuesday's Melbourne Cup horse race, that is a clone of Shergar.

And if Shergar were in this race, it would win by twenty lengths.

But the interesting thing for me is, the horse is not Shergar, but merely a clone of... And so we are about to see, whether a clone is really always going to fall within a broad parameter of its original version. Because for me, oh yes, it is indeed a clone of Shergar; of that I have absolutely no doubt.