Both Prometheus and Dionysus were very fond of us mortals. Prometheus gave us fire, the internet, social media, podcasts, television and the atom bomb. Dionysus gave us hedonistic excess, sex, drugs, rock and roll, all those good things as well as Hollywood. Had Rome been defeated and sacked following the Battle of Alesia in 52 BC we'd still be quarreling about whether Bel, Brigid, Aed or Grannus gave us the atom bomb, and whether Braciaca, Dea, Sucellius or Maeve gave us the Twelve Step Program.
The last refuge of a scoundrel
I suspect a vanity plate on the crown of a beaky hat does rather pander to the Me denominator. Were I so inclined Samuel Johnson's epigram would tempt me. But on a red beaky cap it might be entirely superfluous.
Hat wear and aneurysms
I've not seen Baxter or his slightly smaller associate, the prickly Ivan Ivanovitch, who I think is most definitely a beaky cap aneurysm with the personality of a Saltwater Crocodile who wears his beaky cap backwards. Baxter, a congenial Hippo of an aneurysm, wears a pork pie hat and he's proud of it. The question: what's Ivan trying to hide.
Beaky Hats and The Authentic
Grant for a moment that experience precedes essence. Go ahead, risk your eternal soul and embrace the word poesy, it meant let it be, from the Greek for Creative which morphed into the English for Posey, which are hospital bed restraints, and the word Posy, a rural flower arrangement as well as an early version for the modern word Poetry. The secret is to permit the idea to become manifest by Being in the World, a Dasein. The Beaky Cap, like the piccadill, could follow a long tradition. In the same way that a piccadill collar gave it's name to Piccadilly Circus in London England. Beaky Cap could one day be the name of a prophylactic in Down Town Washington DC.
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