If Western civilization could survive and flourish after 1000 A.D. and the triple threats of the Viking marauders, Magyar horsemen and Muslim pirates, can we after the turn of the second millennium overcome the suppression of the Redistributive State (ala Obama)? The main causes of unemployment exist: excessive union wage-rate, minimum wage laws, excessive and prolonged unemployment compensation and generous relief payments - each program unimaginable and anathema to a Medieval world. The seeds of our corrupt destruction persist: a baby tossed out of car windows, instead of impaled on a sword and a vain women painting her nails crushing an innocent bystander, instead of trampling her under hooves. Time for an Emily Dickinson poem about a perennial, welcome guest.

THE BEE

Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry.

Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While, he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.

His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.

His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee’s experience
Of clovers and of noon!