And on the pedestal these words appear:
My name is Robert C. Byrd, Senator of Senators:
look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
My name is Robert C. Byrd, Senator of Senators:
look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
the lone and level sands stretch far away.
of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
the lone and level sands stretch far away.
He also dedicated several buildings to his wife.
That was good. My laughter got a couple of people at the office to come over and take a peak…
It’s always classy to belittle the dead, and bastardizing someone else’s art to do so was a particularly clever touch. Nice work, sir.
The muse of history is not Clio but Rhadamanthus.
Mike, it’s no better to aggrandize the mediocre. While Byrd had moments where he spoke reason in the Senate, for all his pork West Virginia lost 10% of its population during his 50+ years in office and is at the bottom of the list in everything from economy to health. If he would have put half the effort into creating more sound economic policy as he put into making WV into a fiefdom of the federal government and the coal industry, the state and her people would be far better off.
Don’t forget the Erma Ora Byrd Center for Educational Technologies http://www.cet.edu/?cat=about_us. I believe there was a formula whereby if a place already had one thing named after the Senator the tribute then went to his wife.