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		<title>Knebel, Fletcher -- Seven Days in May, &#8220;Tuesday Afternoon&#8221; [Lyman] (1962)[with Charles W. Bailey II]</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[But a democracy is different. Each of us has got to feel that we can influence events, no matter how slight the influence. When people start believing they can’t they get frustrated, and angry. They feel helpless and they start going to extremes.]]></description>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>But a democracy is different. Each of us has got to feel that we can influence events, no matter how slight the influence. When people start believing they can’t they get frustrated, and angry. They feel helpless and they start going to extremes.</p>
<br><b>Fletcher Knebel</b> (1911-1993) American author<br><i>Seven Days in May</i>, &#8220;Tuesday Afternoon&#8221; [Lyman] (1962)[with Charles W. Bailey II] 
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		<title>Serling, Rod -- Seven Days in May, film (1964)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[LYMAN: He’s not the enemy. Scott, the Joint Chiefs, even the very emotional, very illogical lunatic fringe: they’re not the enemy. The enemy’s an age &#8212; a nuclear age. It happens to have killed man’s faith in his ability to influence what happens to him. And out of this comes a sickness, and out of [&#8230;]]]></description>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="hangingindent">LYMAN: He’s not the enemy. Scott, the Joint Chiefs, even the very emotional, very illogical lunatic fringe: they’re not the enemy. The enemy’s an age &#8212; a nuclear age. It happens to have killed man’s faith in his ability to influence what happens to him. And out of this comes a sickness, and out of sickness a frustration, a feeling of impotence, helplessness, weakness. And from this, this desperation, we look for a champion in red, white, and blue. Every now and then a man on a white horse rides by, and we appoint him to be our personal god for the duration. For some men it was a Senator McCarthy, for others it was a General Walker, and now it’s a General Scott. </p>
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<br><b>Rod Serling</b> (1924-1975) American screenwriter, playwright, television producer, narrator <br><i>Seven Days in May</i>, film (1964) 
									<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(<a href="https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0058576/quotes/?item=qt0278938&ref_=ext_shr_lnk" target="_blank">Source</a>)
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Based on the 1962 novel by Fletcher Knebel and Charles W. Bailey II.<br><br>

These lines are almost all Serling's.  By wording, the only parallel I could find in the original novel was this:<br><br>

<blockquote>The nuclear age, by killing man’s faith in his ability to influence what happens, could destroy the United States even if no bombs were ever dropped.<br> 
[<a href="https://archive.org/details/in.ernet.dli.2015.124792/page/n135/mode/2up?q=%22killing+man%27s+faith%22">Source</a>]</blockquote><br>




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		<title>Virgil -- The Aeneid [Ænē̆is], Book 12, l. 908ff (12.908-912) (29-19 BC) [tr. Day-Lewis (1952)]</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>But, as it is in a nightmare, when sleep&#8217;s narcotic hand<br />
Is leaden upon our eyes, we seem to be desperately trying<br />
To run and run, but we cannot &#8212; for all our efforts, we sink down<br />
Nerveless; our usual strength is just not there, and our tongue<br />
Won&#8217;t work at all &#8212; we can&#8217;t utter a word or produce one sound &#8230;.</p>
<p><em>[Ac velut in somnis, oculos ubi languida pressit<br />
nocte quies, nequiquam avidos extendere cursus<br />
velle videmur et in mediis conatibus aegri<br />
succidimus, non lingua valet, non corpore notae<br />
sufficiunt vires, nec vox aut verba sequuntur &#8230;.]</em></p>
<br><b>Virgil</b> (70-19 BC) Roman poet [b. Publius Vergilius Maro; also Vergil]<br><i>The Aeneid [Ænē̆is]</i>, Book 12, l. 908ff (12.908-912) (29-19 BC) [tr. Day-Lewis (1952)] 
									<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(<a href="https://archive.org/details/aenei00virg/page/318/mode/2up?q=nightmare" target="_blank">Source</a>)
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How Turnus feels, in the middle of combat with Aeneas, with the nightmarish crippling of his abilities by a Fury sent from Jove.<br><br>

(<a href="http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Perseus%3Atext%3A1999.02.0055%3Abook%3D12%3Acard%3D887#:~:text=Ac%20velut%20in,verba%20sequuntur%3A">Source (Latin)</a>). Alternate translations:<br><br>



<blockquote>As when in quiet night, sleepe seiles our eye,<br>
In vain we seeme some earnest flight to trie,<br>
But in the midst we faint, our voice doth faile,<br>
Nor speech, nor words, nor our known strength prevaile.<br>
[tr. <a href="https://quod.lib.umich.edu/e/eebo2/A65106.0001.001/1:6.12?rgn=div2;view=fulltext#:~:text=As%20when%20in,known%20strength%20prevaile">Ogilby</a> (1649)]</blockquote><br>




<blockquote>And as, when heavy sleep has clos'd the sight,<br>
The sickly fancy labors in the night;<br>
We seem to run; and, destitute of force,<br>
Our sinking limbs forsake us in the course:<br>
In vain we heave for breath; in vain we cry;<br>
The nerves, unbrac'd, their usual strength deny;<br>
And on the tongue the falt'ring accents die ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Works_of_Virgil_(Dryden)/Aeneid/Book_XII#:~:text=And%20as%2C%20when,falt%27ring%20accents%20die">Dryden</a> (1697)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>And as in dreams by night, when languid sleep hath closed our eyes, we seem in vain to make effort to prolong a race on which we are intent, and in midst of our efforts sink down faint; nor power is in the tongue, nor in the body competency of wonted strength, nor voice nor words obey [the dictates of our will] ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.google.com/books/edition/Works_of_Virgil/GuFCAQAAMAAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&bsq=%22as%20in%20dreams%22">Davidson/Buckley</a> (1854)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>E'en as in dreams, when on the eyes<br>
The drowsy weight of slumber lies,<br>
In vain to ply our limbs we think,<br>
And in the helpless effort sink;<br>
Tongue, sinews, all, their powers bely,<br>
And voice and speech our call defy ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Aeneid_(Conington_1866)/Book_12#:~:text=E%27en%20as%20in%20dreams%2C%20when%20on%20the%20eyes%0AThe%20drowsy%20weight%20of%20slumber%20lies%2C%0AIn%20vain%20to%20ply%20our%20limbs%20we%20think%2C%0AAnd%20in%20the%20helpless%20effort%20sink%3B%0ATongue%2C%20sinews%2C%20all%2C%20their%20powers%20bely%2C%0AAnd%20voice%20and%20speech%20our%20call%20defy">Conington</a> (1866)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>And as in dreams, when languid sleep at night<br>
Weighs down the eyelids, and in vain we strive <br>
To run, with speed that equals our desire. <br>
But yield, disabled, midway in our course; <br>
The tongue, and all the accustomed forces fail. <br>
Nor voice nor words ensue ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://archive.org/details/aeneidvirgiltra00crangoog/page/n417/mode/2up?q=%22And+as+in+dreams%22">Cranch</a> (1872)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>And as in sleep, when nightly rest weighs down our languorous eyes, we seem vainly to will to run eagerly on, and sink faint amidst our struggles; the tongue is powerless, the familiar strength fails the body, nor will words or utterance follow ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/22456/pg22456-images.html#BOOK_TWELFTH:~:text=And%20as%20in%20sleep%2C%20when%20nightly%20rest%20weighs%20down%20our%20languorous%20eyes%2C%20we%20seem%20vainly%20to%20will%20to%20run%20eagerly%20on%2C%20and%20sink%20faint%20amidst%20our%20struggles%3B%20the%20tongue%20is%20powerless%2C%20the%20familiar%20strength%20fails%20the%20body%2C%20nor%20will%20words%20or%20utterance%20follow">Mackail</a> (1885)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>E'en as in dreaming-tide of night, when sleep, the heavy thing,<br>
Weighs on the eyes, and all for nought we seem so helpless -- fain<br>
Of eager speed, and faint and fail amidmost of the strain;<br>
The tongue avails not; all our limbs of their familiar skill<br>
Are cheated; neither voice nor words may follow from our will ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/29358/pg29358-images.html#BOOK_XII:~:text=E%27en%20as%20in%20dreaming,follow%20from%20our%20will">Morris</a> (1900)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>As oft in dreams, when drowsy night doth load<br>
The slumbering eyes, still eager, but in vain,<br>
We strive to race along a lengthening road,<br>
And faint and fall, amidmost of the strain;<br>
The feeble limbs their wonted aid disdain,<br>
Mute is the tongue, nor doth the voice obey,<br>
Nor words find utterance ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/18466/pg18466-images.html#book12line919:~:text=As%20oft%20in%20dreams%2C%20when%20drowsy%20night%20doth%20load%0AThe%20slumbering%20eyes%2C%20still%20eager%2C%20but%20in%20vain%2C%0AWe%20strive%20to%20race%20along%20a%20lengthening%20road%2C%0AAnd%20faint%20and%20fall%2C%20amidmost%20of%20the%20strain%3B%0AThe%20feeble%20limbs%20their%20wonted%20aid%20disdain%2C%0AMute%20is%20the%20tongue%2C%20nor%20doth%20the%20voice%20obey%2C%0ANor%20words%20find%20utterance">Taylor</a> (1907), st. 118, l. 1054ff]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab">But as in dreams,<br>
when helpless slumber binds the darkened eyes,<br>
we seem with fond desire to tread in vain<br>
along a lengthening road, yet faint and fall<br>
when straining to the utmost, and the tongue<br>
is palsied, and the body's wonted power<br>
obeys not, and we have no speech or cry ....<br>
[tr. <a href="http://www.perseus.tufts.edu/hopper/text?doc=Perseus%3Atext%3A1999.02.0054%3Abook%3D12%3Acard%3D887#:~:text=But%20as%20in%20dreams%2C%0Awhen%20helpless%20slumber%20binds%20the%20darkened%20eyes%2C%0Awe%20seem%20with%20fond%20desire%20to%20tread%20in%20vain%0Aalong%20a%20lengthening%20road%2C%20yet%20faint%20and%20fall%0Awhen%20straining%20to%20the%20utmost%2C%20and%20the%20tongue%0Ais%20palsied%2C%20and%20the%20body%27s%20wonted%20power%0Aobeys%20not%2C%20and%20we%20have%20no%20speech%20or%20cry">Williams</a> (1910)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>And as in dreams of night, when languorous sleep has weighed down our eyes, we seem to strive vainly to press on our eager course, and in mid effort sink helpless: our tongue lacks power, our wonted strength fails our limbs, nor voice nor words ensue ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://archive.org/details/workswithenglish02virguoft/page/360/mode/2up?q=%22dreams+of+night%22">Fairclough</a> (1918)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab">As in our dreams at night-time,<br>
When sleep weighs down our eyes, we seem to be running,<br>
Or trying to run, and cannot, and we falter,<br>
Sick in our failure, and the tongue is thick<br>
And the words we try to utter come to nothing,<br>
No voice, no speech ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/61596/pg61596-images.html#BOOK_XII:~:text=As%20in%20our,voice%2C%20no%20speech%2C">Humphries</a> (1951)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>Just as in dreams of night, when languid rest<br>
has closed our eyes, we seem in vain to wish<br>
to press on down a path, but as we strain<br>
we falter, weak; our tongues can say nothing,<br>
the body loses its familiar force,<br>
no voice, no word, can follow ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://archive.org/details/aeneidofvirgil100virg/page/334/mode/2up?q=%22dreams+of+night%22">Mandelbaum</a> (1971), l. 1209ff] </blockquote><br>

<blockquote>Just as in dreams when the night-swoon of sleep <br>
Weighs on our eyes, it seems we try in vain <br>
To keep on running, try with all our might,<br>
But in the midst of the effort faint and fail;<br>
Our tongue is powerless, familiar strength<br>
Will not hold up our body, not a sound<br>
Or word will come ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://archive.org/details/aeneid00virg/page/400/mode/2up?q=%22as+in+dreams%22">Fitzgerald</a> (1981), l. 1232ff]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote>Just as when we are asleep, when in the weariness of night, rest lies heavy on our eyes, we dream we are trying desperately to run further and not succeeding, till we fall exhausted in the middle of our efforts; the tongue is useless; the strength we know we have, fails our body; we have no voice, no words to obey our will ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://archive.org/details/aeneidvirg00virg/page/330/mode/2up?q=%22just+as+when+we%22">West</a> (1990)] </blockquote><br>

<blockquote>As in dreams when languid sleep weighs down our eyes at night,<br>
we seem to try in vain to follow our eager path,<br>
and collapse helpless in the midst of our efforts,<br>
the tongue won’t work, the usual strength is lacking<br>
from our limbs, and neither word nor voice will come ....<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/Latin/VirgilAeneidXII.php#anchor_Toc6669721:~:text=As%20in%20dreams,voice%20will%20come">Kline</a> (2002)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab">In dreams,<br>
When night's weariness weighs on our eyes,<br>
We are desperate to run farther and farther<br>
But collapse weakly in the middle of our efforts.<br>
Our tongue doesn't work, our usual strength<br>
Fails our body, and words will not come.<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.google.com/books/edition/The_Essential_Aeneid/y8pgDwAAQBAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&printsec=frontcover&bsq=%22night's%20weariness%22">Lombardo</a> (2005)]</blockquote><br>

<blockquote><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab"><span class="tab">Just as in dreams<br>
when the nightly spell of sleep falls heavy on our eyes<br>
and we seem entranced by longing to keep on racing on,<br>
no use, in the midst of one last burst of speed<br>
we sink down, consumed, our tongue won’t work,<br>
and tried and true, the power that filled our body<br>
fails -- we strain but the voice and words won’t follow.<br>
[tr. <a href="https://www.google.com/books/edition/The_Aeneid/okrFGPoJb6cC?hl=en&gbpv=1&bsq=%22just%20as%20in%20dreams%22">Fagles</a> (2006), l. 1053ff]</blockquote><br>						</span>
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		<title>Brodsky, Joseph -- Commencement Address, Williams College (24 May 1984)</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>No matter how daring or cautious you may choose to be, in the course of your life you are bound to come into direct physical contact with what’s known as Evil. I mean here not a property of the gothic novel but, to say the least, a palpable social reality that you in no way can control. No amount of good nature or cunning calculations will prevent this encounter. In fact, the more calculating, the more cautious you are, the greater is the likelihood of this rendezvous, the harder its impact. Such is the structure of life that what we regard as Evil is capable of a fairly ubiquitous presence if only because it tends to appear in the guise of good. You never see it crossing your threshold announcing itself: “Hi, I’m Evil!” That, of course, indicates its secondary nature, but the comfort one may derive from this observation gets dulled by its frequency.</p>
<br><b>Joseph Brodsky</b> (1940-1996) Russian-American poet, essayist, Nobel laureate, US Poet Laureate [Iosif Aleksandrovič Brodskij] <br>Commencement Address, Williams College (24 May 1984) 
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		<title>Scott-Maxwell, Florida -- The Measure of My Days (1968)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Life is a tragic mystery. We are pieced and driven by laws we only half understand. We find that the lesson we learn again and again is that of accepting heroic helplessness.]]></description>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Life is a tragic mystery. We are pieced and driven by laws we only half understand. We find that the lesson we learn again and again is that of accepting heroic helplessness.</p>
<br><b>Florida Scott-Maxwell</b> (1883-1979) American-British playwright, author, psychologist<br><i>The Measure of My Days</i> (1968) 
									<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(<a href="https://www.google.com/books/edition/Measure_of_My_Days/OeMMAAAAQBAJ?hl=en&gbpv=1&pg=PP1&printsec=frontcover&bsq=%22accepting%20heroic%20helplessness%22" target="_blank">Source</a>)
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		<title>Straczynski, J. Michael "Joe" -- rec.arts.sf.tv.babylon5.moderated, &#8220;At The Midpoint (Spoilers for everything)&#8221; (7 Apr 1995)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[We are not powerless. We have tremendous potential for good or ill. How we choose to use that power is up to us; but first we must choose to use it. We&#8217;re told every day, &#8220;You can&#8217;t change the world.&#8221; But the world is changing every day. Only question is &#8230; who&#8217;s doing it? You [&#8230;]]]></description>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We are not powerless. We have tremendous potential for good or ill. How we choose to use that power is up to us; but first we must choose to use it. We&#8217;re told every day, &#8220;You can&#8217;t change the world.&#8221; But the world is changing every day. Only question is &#8230; who&#8217;s doing it? You or somebody else?</p>
<br><b>J. Michael (Joe) Straczynski</b> (b. 1954) American screenwriter, producer, author [a/k/a "JMS"]<br>rec.arts.sf.tv.babylon5.moderated, &#8220;At The Midpoint (Spoilers for everything)&#8221; (7 Apr 1995) 
									<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(<a href="http://groups.google.com/group/rec.arts.sf.tv.babylon5.moderated/msg/9685f0ae489c0c8c" target="_blank">Source</a>)
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See <a href="https://wist.info/straczynski-joe/43165/">Straczynski</a>.						</span>
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