Dagger in hand

A man of prodigious fortune, coming to add his opinion to some light discussion that was going on casually at his table, began precisely thus: "It can only be a liar or an ignoramus who will say otherwise than," and so on. Pursue that philosophical point, dagger in hand.

--Michel de Montaigne, Of the art of discussion.

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Friday, June 13, 2003
It did not end well.

Obi Wan went the way of his mentor. And though he had managed to weaken Maul to the point where the palace guards were able to dispatch him, it took them far too long to do so. While they and the Queen spent precious moments firing at the accursed Sith, the place swarmed with battle droids brought in from the outside. Nor did Anakin's vaunted midichloridians suffice to get him anywhere the control ship so as to deactivate the metal fuckers. Just a small fry indeed. Panaka and the decoy queen had led a detachment through the window to the second floor of the palace, but they were decimated. The Gungans had some success on the battlefield, but soon the remaining palace guards were overtaken and killed, leaving no forces able to retake the throne room. That's what you call game over.

Of course, it was all just the luck of the dice.

That's what losers always say.

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